<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17128871</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:57:39.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steaming Hot Dim Sums                                    (:</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm back to tell the tale of Rozanne Yap.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wonderwoman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17128871.post-115467998974918825</id><published>2006-08-04T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T16:29:39.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post?</title><content type='html'>this is so funny. after piano lessons, i was chatting online with cousin eevonn. and it seems that we're talking nonsensically. hahaha. talked about G-strings...to how smooth my butt is...to whether there are dimples on my butt because hers has. and guess what?! she even offered to feel my butt to see if i have dimples there. then went on talking about how much i miss my french handsome teacher. ): i havent seen him for 4 weeks! that's about a month. how sad!!!! oh wells...and she was over-stressed at work, so she pretended to call me and asked me to act as her client. HAHAHAHA. deal clinched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle called me this morning to ask if i wanted to join them to go Kuantan this weekend. but...I CANT!!! i'd love to go along! but tomorrow's french lesson is the most important in the whole term. i can't afford to skip it. and i still gotta teach piano on Sunday. and i just called the French school to check if there are make-up lessons if i couldnt turn up for one, they said no. argh! now i really cant join my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be going out with shanning girl tomorrow. if not, yea, be prepared for the new blog yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayness! America Next Top Model Cycle 6 starting on next monday! HOORAY! i've never ever missed a single episode. hahaha. love that show. 'cos i enjoy watching my bestfriend Tyra Banks on TV. of course! we're bossom buddies. HAHAHAHAHA. still my favourite model is Kim. aawww...i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, here's a joke for all.&lt;br /&gt;why does Superman wear such tight fitting clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Because he's wearing an "S" size. HAHAHAHAHA! get it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i should be going to the gym later. bodypump by eevonn's best gay friend James (: that cute guy. aaawwww....dont worry eevonn, i'll help you say hi to him. HAHAHA. *sailormoon poser*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgay, my laptop battery is dying soon. gotta go. bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115467998974918825?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115467998974918825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115467998974918825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115467998974918825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115467998974918825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-post.html' title='last post?'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115457153290448432</id><published>2006-08-03T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:53:41.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>hey all. let's see what i've been up to lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, firstly, hi Alex, if you're still reading. not afraid of getting brain damage eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;yea, i was very happy, 'cos finally! dreadful July is over! it's August it's August! whee. yay. i did random stuffs at home. at least i managed to pack one of my wardrobe, played piano and guitar, watched Franz Ferdinand video clips, then yes! i went to the gym! yay yay yay. i met Rhomeiny on the way to the locker room. psst, deborah, i met dear dear Rhomeiny leh! kekeke. he still remember me. sheesh, im so shy. -blush- haha! yea, had a great workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;wonderful day. i went out with cheryl. gee, i love her accent. we went to Arab street, and it was great fun! the funny thing was : there were lots of textiles, fabric and carpet shops. and cheryl and i, we passed by this carpet shop with a cute Turkish guy trying to get us to look at his carpets. he went..&lt;br /&gt;CTG(cute turkish guy) : hey ladies -smiles charmingly- hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;C&amp;I(cheryl&amp;amp;i) : hi -smiles sweetly, drooling at the same time...nah..ahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;CTG : do you wanna try my magic carpets?&lt;br /&gt;C&amp;I : hahaha, nah, it's alright, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we kinda walk aimlessly, not knowing where to go next, so we turned back and the shop owner was still there...&lt;br /&gt;CTG : hello again&lt;br /&gt;C&amp;amp;I : hi&lt;br /&gt;CTG : check out my cool carpets. you dont have to pay to see.&lt;br /&gt;C&amp;I : nah, really, it's alright, thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny man. then we went around trying to look for cute guys, but there aint many. pity. anyway, to keep things short, we seriously had lots of fun together, and that is what i call "Quality time spent well".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i better start practising and train for my piano. must practice hard before school starts. revise my french. wot else...erm, study for my music theory. and oh ya, urgh, go register for driving test again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you light up my life&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope to carry on&lt;br /&gt;You light up my days&lt;br /&gt;And fill my nights with song&lt;br /&gt;It can't be wrong, how it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you, you light up my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, this song's in my head. cant get it outta my mind. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go to the gym later, to see cute Rhomeiny. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i've started a new blog, and will be closing this in 2 days' time. take note yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115457153290448432?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115457153290448432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115457153290448432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115457153290448432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115457153290448432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey_03.html' title='hey'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115434205931755753</id><published>2006-07-31T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:34:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>name 5 people who are currently on your current list of "most favourite blog list".&lt;br /&gt;deborah&lt;br /&gt;shanning&lt;br /&gt;xiaxue&lt;br /&gt;UK food column - Alex Kapranos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 5 types of people who irk, amaze, amuse, disgust you.&lt;br /&gt;irk - fecking sarcastic aunty, selfish&amp;inconsiderate people&lt;br /&gt;amaze - people with high I.Q and G.K&lt;br /&gt;amuse - jokers&lt;br /&gt;disgust - nose diggers, people who spit in public, cough w/o covering their mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 5 hot male/female celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;johnny depp&lt;br /&gt;orlando bloom&lt;br /&gt;daniel radcliffe&lt;br /&gt;angelina jolie&lt;br /&gt;catherina zeta jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 5 things you are passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;travelling&lt;br /&gt;making new friends/penpals&lt;br /&gt;bodycombat/kickboxing&amp;bodypump&lt;br /&gt;running marathons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 5 blogs you love reading.&lt;br /&gt;the S*X blog&lt;br /&gt;xiaxue&lt;br /&gt;the gay blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 5 phrases that describes you.&lt;br /&gt;chong ming neng gan, huo buo ke ai, mei li dong ren, ren jian ren ai, guan chai kan le dou hui kai de yap rong shan&lt;br /&gt;friendly&amp;loud&lt;br /&gt;lazy&amp;amp;a procrastinator&lt;br /&gt;cannot-be-bothered attitude&amp;stubborn&amp;amp;straight-forward&lt;br /&gt;stripey-lover&amp;&lt;strike&gt;butch&lt;/strike&gt;tomboyish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn bored. the whole i've been busy destroying my bed, packing my shelves, clearing up the mess, replying my mails. wanted to go orchard, toa payoh, gym...but i stayed at home! argh. im so useless. such a big fat procrastinator. tomorrow i better start packing my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like cutting hair, but have phobia...too long havent visited the salon. what to do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired! although i hadnt done anything much the whole day. hopefully i'll do some substantial things tomorrow. like studying my french, or doing my music theory, practice piano+flute+guitar+singing(lol) and pack my wardrobe. most importantly, GO GYM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i love my penpals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-17128871.post-115417932831519305</id><published>2006-07-29T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:22:09.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***</title><content type='html'>i enjoy reading blogs. especially those *** ones. hahaha. interesting. and makes me happy when im having a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are better now. damn it. today i didnt get to meet both Mr HFT and Mr EMHFT. ): so saddening. 'cos i was late, and lessons ended late today. i had satay beehoon for lunch, and ginko dao huay. the ginko dao huay stall aunty is so nice, she made me happy. why? haha, 'cos she called me "xiao mei mei", and chatted with me.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: "xiao mei mei, studying ar?"&lt;br /&gt;me aka xiao mei mei: "ya"&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: "poly ar?"&lt;br /&gt;me aka xiao mei mei: "ya" -smiles sweetly-&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: "aiyo, going to rain liao. got umbrella?"&lt;br /&gt;me aka xiao mei mei: "die, i didnt bring it along with me."&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: "nvm lar, call your mommy to come and fetch you."&lt;br /&gt;me aka xiao mei mei: "nvm aunty, i'll quickly finish my dao huay and go home before it rains."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke, so my new name is xiao mei mei ah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, it started to rain heavily. some idiotic indian uncle walked into a puddle of water and kicked the rainwater directly at me. nvm, indian uncle, you're forgiven, 'cos at least you apologised. then i was crossing the bridge, there were 3 malay kids. idiot. they were playing with the rainwater. one of the girl was holding on to a plate, collecting rain water. and after i've walked past them, they threw the water at my back. fucking malay kids. (this is not some kind of racist blog. im not against malays, in fact, i love malays. if these kids were chinese, i'll shoot them upside down too.) so i went home WET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was blog-hopping, and came across interesting blogs.&lt;br /&gt;1) male enhancement - penis enlargement (wah lao)&lt;br /&gt;2) another blog about this lady talking about being 3 mins late to catch a bus, then reaching the mrt station on time, but was 5 mins late for work. then another day, waited at the bus stop 8mins24secs early, bus came 12 mins late, took the train 4 mins late, and was 2 mins late for work. and her EVERYDAY post was LIKE THAT! reporting her timing on her blog. nah, it wasnt boring at all. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear European penpals are suffering now. poor thangs. nah, it's just the weather, barbecueing them. but they should be happy they're not living in Singapore man. everyday, the weather is constantly humid and hot, on lucky days, it poured like it never rain before. but many of them have gone overseas to avoid the killing heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alors, je pars ici maintenant. je veux joue le guitar et chante mon chansons prefere. qui s'appelle "walk away" et "dont look back at anger".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrivederci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115417932831519305?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115417932831519305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115417932831519305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115417932831519305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115417932831519305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='***'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115372256186443935</id><published>2006-07-24T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:29:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>value added RS</title><content type='html'>PROCRASTINATION! RS' BANE, NO MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assuming a person would live up to 80 years old, then i have lived 22.5% of my lifespan already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've decided to add value to my life. how? RS is going to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) JOIN Ms Universe Singapore. Firstly, i'll have to go to the gym more regularly and lose tonnes of weights before joining. and also, i've to enrol myself in make-up lessons and modelling courses. hey, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. so, why not give it a try man? i'll try next year. if i dont get in, i'll try again next next year. i'll keep trying till i get into Ms Universe. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ok, i think i'm being over-ambitious. but hey, dreams are for us to chase mar. 2 hours at the gym for 5 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) READ the books the i've bought. i've bought 6 books already, and i've not touched it yet. at least i read magazines, and newspapers. =X okay, i read the headlines of the newspapers only. no wonder im dumb. i should read The Economist magazine to prepare for school. okay, 5 pages each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) CUT down on internet usage. i'm really spending too much time on internet. yea, i have an excuse for this. i need to catch up with my penpals mar. okay, next time i'll look for a better excuse. im doing project/research mar. okok, this is such a cliche. im like spending 5 to 6 hours online each day. terrible. okay, 2 hours a day from...next week onwards. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) POLISH my broken French. really. im not good in english or chinese, so i shall make it a must for me to be good in French. alright, i'll make myself study French 2 hours a day at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) SAVE up lots of money and go travelling every year. 2 places each year. 1 of it would definitely be France. and the other, Scotland. hahahaha. and probably other countries. But first, conquer Asia. save up $300 per month and no spending unneccessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) STUDY real hard when school starts. i wanna do very well in my academics, hopefully get a scholarship so that my parents dont have to pay so much for my education. i still have an elder and younger sister you see. 3 hours of study time each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) TAKE up a new sport. yeaps, i can swim, run, play badminton, volleyball, floorball, and nothing else. so limited. and now im in love with bodycombat and bodypump. so now, i guess i'll learn dancing! probably continue with my ballet, or do tap-dancing. or cheerleading, or gymnastic! how about sailing, or rowing boat? wake-boarding? omg...there's just so many activities! snow-skiing in France...kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is how I'm going to add value to my life. how about you? have you thought of yours? if you haven't, here's some tips for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pick up a NEW language to learn. better be Mandarin, Spanish or English, as they are ranked the first, second and third respectively as the most widely used language in the world. well, French is not bad too. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Make a hobbit part of your everyday lives. Learn a musical instrument, or cook up some exotic cuisine for dinner everyday, i dont know, it can be anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Accomplish something great. like eg, RUN a marathon. heh, or join competitions. or travel around the world in 160days BY FOOT! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. well, that's why i intend to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of small talks here. i have some good news to announce here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE JUST RECEIVED MY FLUTE! it's GORGEOUS! BEAUTIFUL! AMAZING! SPECTACULAR! CHIO! HOT! COLD! COOL! ICE! DELICIOUS! OUTSTANDING! ok..im running out of words. im so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i was having my downs. but now, im having my UPS again! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i was watching TV. now im really inspired to join some cheerleading team and be the captain of the cheerleading team! hahahaahha. "i say, BRRRRR, it's cold in here! there must be some rongshan in the atmosphere! OH YEE OH YEE OH!!! ICE ICE ICE!" hahahaha. and i wanna do gymnastic! and i want to be a chef! now i dont wanna go SIM already, i wanna go SHATEC and learn how to cook the professional way. heh heh. i must be outta my mind! nvm then, i'll marry some chef in future. or probably my next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm going to cheer for myself. why? cos im joining Ms Universe Singapore next year! i think i mentioned that earlier, didnt i? hahaha. i cant wait! this is so exciting. wheee. crazy, madness, totally. hahahaha. GO RONGSHAN GO! YOU CAN DO IT! you're the best! omg. cannot take it anymore. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im leading an extremely healthy lifestyle right now. for breakfast, i had a piece of bread, sausage and a cup of milo. for lunch, little rice with bean sprouts and fresh pumpkin, mango yoghurt and peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously miss all my penpals. they're like MIA. i wanna chat with them real soon. ): where are you, my dear dear friends?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i really have to go now. i've just spent 4 hours online here. must pack my bedroom. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off,&lt;br /&gt;happy cave-woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115372256186443935?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115372256186443935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115372256186443935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115372256186443935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115372256186443935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/value-added-rs.html' title='value added RS'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115364216061206811</id><published>2006-07-23T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:09:21.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzy</title><content type='html'>If I were a month, I would be: January&lt;br /&gt;If I were a day of the week, I would be: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;If I were a time of day, I would be: 8 o'clock&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sea animal, I would be: a migrating killer whale or one of the glow-y things in the way down deep or maybe a giant clam&lt;br /&gt;If I were a direction, I would be: South-West&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sin, I would be: Lust&lt;br /&gt;If I were a virtue, I would be: Truth. Oh wait, that's not on the list of virtues. And why not?&lt;br /&gt;If I were a historical figure I would be: Yang Guay Fei&lt;br /&gt;If I were a planet, I would be: Mars&lt;br /&gt;If I were a liquid, I would be: milk&lt;br /&gt;If I were a stone, I would be: coal&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tree, I would be: coconut tree&lt;br /&gt;If I were a bird, I would be: wild turkey or a seagull&lt;br /&gt;If I were a flower/plant, I would be: daisy&lt;br /&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I'd be: a cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;If I were a mythical creature, I'd be: Pegasus or a Hippogriff&lt;br /&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I would be: cello&lt;br /&gt;If I were an animal, I would be: an otter&lt;br /&gt;If I were an emotion, I would be: passionately happy&lt;br /&gt;If I were a vegetable, I would be: an onion, a potato or pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sound, I would be: a moan&lt;br /&gt;If I were an element, I would be: water&lt;br /&gt;If I were a song, I would be: sung&lt;br /&gt;If I were a movie, I would be: Pirates of the Carribean or X-men&lt;br /&gt;If I were a book, I'd be: Harry Potter and the __________&lt;br /&gt;If I were a fictional character, I'd be: Harry Potter or Hermione Granger&lt;br /&gt;If I were a food, I would be: Laksa&lt;br /&gt;If I were a place, I would be: somewhere outta Singapore, full of greeneries, moutains, waterfalls, with good food...ah, Scotland or France&lt;br /&gt;If I were a taste, I would be: spicy&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scent, I would be: jasmine flower&lt;br /&gt;If I were a religion, I would be: christianity&lt;br /&gt;If I were a word, I would be: crude&lt;br /&gt;If I were a body part, I would be: breasts&lt;br /&gt;If I were a facial expression, I would be: a wide grin&lt;br /&gt;If I were a subject in school, I would be: Accounts&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cartoon character, I'd be: Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;If I were a shape, I would be: triangle&lt;br /&gt;If I were a number, I would be: twenty three&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of jewelery, I would be: a long necklace running down that cleavage&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of furniture, I would be: a cosy armchair&lt;br /&gt;If I were a car, I would be: a beetle car, or mini cooper&lt;br /&gt;If I were an item of clothing, I'd be: Brassiere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115364216061206811?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115364216061206811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115364216061206811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115364216061206811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115364216061206811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/quizzy.html' title='quizzy'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115364237744342417</id><published>2006-07-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:12:57.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>bonjour tout le monde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy can. finally, i've fixed my laptop. ya ya, im future computer repair woman. &lt;em&gt;HAW HAW HAW&lt;/em&gt;. happy woman now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i repaired my laptop, i was so devasted! really hated internet and msn. was cursing all the time. even wanted to zisha. had bad mood. even wanted to give up learning piano because of this incident. tsk tsk..shows that i cannot control my own feelings. no lar, crazy. i think im over-obsessed with internet already. better cut down on usage before i turn mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i cant remember what i did on thursday. i was really very angry. very moody. or rather, moodless. if im not wrong, i think i went to the esplanade library. oh yes! i went there. then went to holland V to meet RX for late lunch and tea. i finally did my music theory homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had piano lessons on friday. and i told Ms Chin that i didnt want to continue learning piano. urgh, i was too rash. but she still want me to complete. okay, she has her reasons. went to Queensway Shopping centre and Ikea with my sisters in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French lesson today was &lt;em&gt;comme si comme sa&lt;/em&gt;. i didnt get to meet my mr HFT(Handsome French Teacher) but instead, i kept bumping into mr EMHFT(Even More Handsome French Teacher). went to the library, copied some french cuisine recipes, then went to PS to get some stuffs. unfortunately, the Carrefour there doesnt have "scones" mix, so i had to make an extra trip to Holland V to get it. then went to DE BWUARS house to bake scones, muffines, cookies and brownies. yay. never burn the house down. no black smoke coming out from the kitchen, and everything is still in one piece, still in good shape. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, my dad loves my scones.&lt;br /&gt;i love my ipod. thank you for providing me good entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im really very tired. must sleep now. pimples are invading my clear blushy soft face. hahaha. i know, you all going to puke liao. cannot stand my self-praise right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. flute coming next week. 'cos they're shipping it here. wah lao, slower than my garden snails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115364237744342417?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115364237744342417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115364237744342417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115364237744342417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115364237744342417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115329973782902011</id><published>2006-07-19T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:02:18.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>urgh. when you have so much time, so free and have nothing better to do, your hands would tend to be more itchy. that's what happened to me. i was foolish enough to download some virus to keep myself occupied for 2 days(yesterday&amp;today). alright, along the way while fixing the laptop, i got lucky. managed to transfer my itune songs and pictures, and other miscellaneous stuffs. but after i've recovered the whole laptop, i downloaded the newest version of msn messenger, and damn it, I CAN'T USE IT AT ALL! i really wanna slam this bloody laptop on my own head. after going through so much trouble, and it's still shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dont really see the use of having handphone, computer or laptop. why do we need all these? just to keep in contact with people. i think i wanna live in the "caveman" era until school starts. so anything, just send me letters, smoke signals, or scream as loud as you can so that i can hear you. i am really sian ji bua now. everything just doesnt seem to go right. BAD WEEK! im having my downs. i seldom use my handphone. laptop, just come online and chat and waste time. check email, read blogs, surf porn. aiya, i think i can survive without internet for 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FRUSTRATED! ARGH!!!!!!!!!! -pulls hair-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like completing my music studies now. just wanna concentrate on my academic studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im going now. i hate internet. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off,&lt;br /&gt;cave-woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115329973782902011?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115329973782902011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115329973782902011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115329973782902011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115329973782902011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115315357911994663</id><published>2006-07-17T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:26:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so happy. Colin received my money order payment today. so...FLUTE WILL BE SHIPPING HERE TOMORROW! it will definitely reach Singapore latest by friday. and everyone watch out! i'll be there to toot my flute for you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! i watched pirates of the carribean today! urgh! im so happy. but the ending was totally stupid. leave me hanging in mid-air, trying to make me wait for another 2 years for the final movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, im catching superman. whee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something for everyone who has nothing better to do to ponder on...what's your biggest fear? ok, i confess, mine is failing. in what aspects? many. failing to be a filial daughter, failing in life, failing to achieve something i want badly, aiya, failing in everything. there's really a lot to talk about it, so i wont go on further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, there are so many things that i wanna buy online! help. it's a good thing i havent make my debit card yet, if not i'd be bankrupt now.&lt;br /&gt;1) franz ferdinand limited edition sony mp3 6GB (558bucks)&lt;br /&gt;2) clothes&lt;br /&gt;3) books&lt;br /&gt;4) computer games&lt;br /&gt;5) jacket&lt;br /&gt;6) crumbler bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have exactly 1 month to play and rest before school officially starts for me. must cherish my time well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i was surfing porn. and so i went to bed with a sore eye. i couldnt sleep, because my eyes were itchy and painful. ah well, there's a price to pay for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what's left on the list to do this week&lt;br /&gt;1) get some important stuffs from school(SIM)&lt;br /&gt;2) study my french&lt;br /&gt;3) do my music theory homework&lt;br /&gt;4) write and send those letters asap&lt;br /&gt;5) pack my wardrobe and room&lt;br /&gt;6) start reading my books&lt;br /&gt;7) sign up for half army marathon and standard chartered marathon&lt;br /&gt;8) MUST GO GYM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, next week go beach build sandcastle. must bring my pails and spade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115315357911994663?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115315357911994663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115315357911994663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115315357911994663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115315357911994663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115306615309327320</id><published>2006-07-16T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:09:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home, had piano lessons, and practised piano the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;I had french lesson in the morning. French is getting tougher! Argh..I really need more time to study it! I didnt do well for my previous French test. extremely disappointed with my results. Yea, although my french penpal helped me the night before, I didnt do as well as i expected. But if he hadn't helped me, I guess I'd have done worser than this. Oh wells, I just gotta work harder. I know I can achieve it. I'm just plain lazy. After lessons, I was hoping I might bump into my Mr HFT(Handsome French Teacher), but -sigh, no fate. My classmates told me he actually came into our classroom to see how we're doing before lesson started, and I havent reached the class yet. They were saying how long his hair was, how punk he looked now, how funny he looks now...urgh. I'm so jealous! =( Good thing the Genting trip next week has been postponed to next month, so I'll still be able to go for French lessons next week, and still have a chance to catch my Mr HFT (: Then I went to 7-eleven to grab some snacks while waiting for the piano competition to start. I shan't go into details about how it went. But it's totally unfair. alright, I didnt make it to the semi-finals. All 10 NAFA students who participated got in. Just nice, 10 places for them. WHAT THE HELL. They study music full-time, get to practice 24 hours, and it was like a battle among themselves to see who's the best. After the competition, RX and I went down to PS to look for the-boar-roar, walked around, then went to Raffles City to meet my dad for dinner. Nothing much after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Taught piano, spent a little time with my sisters, went down to Esplanade, did some people-watching, and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die. MOE wants me back tomorrow. BUT I DONT WANT TO WORK THERE ANYMORE! sickening place. im willing to forgo that 250bucks for 1 week of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do for this week&lt;br /&gt;1) get some important stuffs from school(SIM)&lt;br /&gt;2) watch pirates of the Carribean&lt;br /&gt;3) watch Superman Returns&lt;br /&gt;4) study my French&lt;br /&gt;5) do my theory&lt;br /&gt;6) write and send those letters asap&lt;br /&gt;7) pack my wardrobe and room&lt;br /&gt;8) start reading books&lt;br /&gt;9) sign up for half army marathon and standard chartered marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY MR HANDSOME FRENCH TEACHER! BOOO!!!!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ALL MY PENPALS! i havent been chatting with them for 1 whole week! been busy practising piano and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO GRADUATE! 3 years more. really. because i would be able to look for jobs overseas, travel around the world, and many many things lar. i have no idea too. but, eh, havent start school yet...so.....&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO START! soon soon soon. 1 more month to rot.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LANGUAGES, TRAVELLING, ARTS, MUSIC, EUROPE, PEOPLE, MEN(kekeke), STUDYING, MONEY(how can i forget that, haha), BODYCOMBAT&amp;BODYPUMP, ACTING, STRIPES, FRANZ FERDINAND(esp Alex), (watching people)DANCE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh, i suddenly have this urge to list out what i like...cant help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i wanna sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115306615309327320?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115306615309327320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115306615309327320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115306615309327320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115306615309327320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/friday-i-stayed-at-home-had-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115277542902067330</id><published>2006-07-13T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T15:23:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all. I couldnt wait till Sunday to blog, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best dream last night, so far the best. Because...I dreamt of my Mr Handsome French Teacher! hahahaha. But it isnt some dirty dream lar. Very decent one.&lt;em&gt; ii ish innocentz N kawaiix lil' gal gal.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. who else..ah, I dreamt of Rita, Tracy and Ade, the 3 musketeers. and one of my pwearmarly wan fwen who lives in the same block as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, details on what i did the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;I went for Dalcroze workshop. Yea, instead of going to Sydney for 5 days of freedom and fun, I stayed in Singapore to rot and suffer for 2 days. But the workshop was fun! More of like an adult version of a childcare centre, for working people who doesnt have any childhood memories to go there and make friends. Basically, what we did was running around, skipping, hopping, laughing at each other, dancing, playing among ourselves. but i made a good friend there, with a 13 year old little Indonesian-Chinese girl. She's so cute! And so fun to play with. after the workshop, I took a bus down to Harbour Front, changed to a taxi and cabbed down to Ms Teo's vocal teacher's place for the final practice before her exams. Poor Ms Teo, she was having a bad sore throat. So we practiced for a short while, and left her teacher's place. While walking to the bus stop, Ms Teo told me a sad news that happened in Tanglin recently. Tragic. At evening, I watched Bend It Like Beckham on TV, and was inspired to play soccer again. yea, when I was younger, like 11 or 12, I used to play soccer in school. I got a chance to be everything, except the mid fielder. because I can't pass a ball well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;I went back for my second and final day for the Dalcroze workshop. And yea, I continued to play and have fun there. Seriously, I dont think I've learnt anything much there because mainly, the instructor focused on rhythms only. And what I was looking for was how to breathe with the music, and to express myself with movements and gestures in music. Total waste of time. I should have gone to Sydney. Really. At the end of the workshop, I took a picture with my new friend. She'll be going back to Indonesia on my competition day. I thought of inviting her to see my perform but...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10am for piano lessons with Ms Chin at 11am. If not for lessons, I would have waken up at 12pm. hahahahaha. After lesson, I rushed down to Tanglin to practice with Ms Teo for the last time. Met Felicia, Charmaine, some choir chap. Ms Teo's vocal exam wasnt too bad after all. The examiner just commented that i played too loudly. wah lao, I tried to play as soft as possible already can?! But, whatever, it's over. I took a bus down to Esplanade library to get those original scores for my piano competition and just dont know how unlucky i can get. all 4 Mozart's piano sonata volume 1 were borrowed! shit. went home. slacked a little. practised piano, went down for supper, went home and studied my french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11am. Had my breakfast, and practised piano for 2 hours. then came online to check my email, and finally, i see Sabrina online again! after 3 weeks. well, her modem was spoilt. and she has finally received my letter after 3 weeks! I guess I'd better start to write letter to my Daniel Radcliffe now. 2 more weeks to his birthday. i better get started! will be going back to practice piano soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! 2 more days to my competition! i hope to get into the semi-finals. no, i cant just hope for it. i must work for it. gonna bang the piano real hard. -i bet the-boar-roar is gasping-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was online, i was blog-hopping. looking out for new skins, and i though probably i can go read up some blogs from ang mohs to improve my english. and i ended up reading "interesting" dirty blogs BUT with good english. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q) 3 words to ruin a man's ego...&lt;br /&gt;A) "is it in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, there's more! go read it at &lt;a href="http://www.demodrive.blogspot.com"&gt;www.demodrive.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and here's another one &lt;a href="http://www.welcometodoland.blogspot.com"&gt;www.welcometodoland.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; They have really interesting articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a pen?&lt;br /&gt;Why not try Pen Island: http://www.penisland.net. So what was wrong with pen-island.net?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need a therapist?&lt;br /&gt;Why not try http://www.therapistfinder.com? But is it therapist finder or The rapist finder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mole Station Native Nursery is located in New South Wales in Australia: http://www.molestationnursery.com. Not sure I would send my kids there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Represents? Is a database for agents of the rich and famous: http://www.whorepresents.com …but this can also read whore presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a site for technical IT support in Norway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tits.no"&gt;http://www.tits.no&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need power in Italy the company Power-Gen Italia can provide it. &lt;a href="http://www.powergenitalia.com"&gt;http://www.powergenitalia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAME LAME CAN?! of course those links are fake lar. hahahahahahaha. okay, i guess im growing up, very curious and still exploring. That explains the dirty jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, enjoy everyone. wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viens a moi, mr HFT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115277542902067330?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115277542902067330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115277542902067330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115277542902067330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115277542902067330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115244463343420866</id><published>2006-07-09T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T19:30:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all. it's been a long and busy week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. reason why i should have taken up German instead of French is not because of World Cup ar. hahaha. it's because if you've attained B1 standard in German, you can study in a German University for FREE. YES. FREE. but of course there are terms and conditions applied. but they are mild conditions lar. if you've attained B1 standard in French, you can study in a French University for FREE, only for your final year. again, terms and conditions applied. the best deal here, is learning Japanese. If you study Japanese until the standard of B1, you can study in a Japanese University for FREE. BUT. BUT. BUT. you have to teach English there in return. funny thing is...my dad now thinks that i should have taken Russian, because their economy is coming up. yea, true, they're good and strong. HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday practiced piano for 4 hours. then went high tea with daddy. high-class hor? T.I.T mar...taitai in training. (: our main objective was to listen to the pianists' playing. anyway, the Conrad pianist sucks. seriously. just sit there for 10 mins, 7 to mistakes can be heard. well, im not saying that she cant make mistakes. but EVEN THE CHORDS USED WERE TOTALLY WRONG! i guess no one was listening to her playing except for me. had dinner out. yums man. chili crab, no. 1. after dinner, we went over to Queensway shopping centre to look see look see. ok. next thing to get, A BAG. a bag just to put my wallet, ipod and handphone when i go out. went home. chatted online. had much fun with penpals and the-boar-roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;woke up real late. 12 noon. practiced piano. had lunch. practiced piano. checked email, burn CDs, update ipod, had dinner, practiced piano, check email, and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;i woke up real late because i stayed up on tuesday night to watch the soccer match between Germany and Italy. Ms Chin came over to my place for lesson at 1pm, but i was still on bed. went to tanglin to meet up with Ms Teo, then took a cab down to her vocal teacher's place for practice. had a bad day. both of us got scolding. well, seriously, i had a really bad day. shan't say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;i tried to wake up earlier so that i could practice piano, but still, i woke up late again. practiced a little, then went to Tanglin to practice with Ms Teo. Met many old friends and teachers. Ping Chie, Mr Lee, Mrs Sulaiman, Mrs Jane Chng, the choir people, Ms Portia Tan...while waiting for Ms Teo so that we could leave together to go her vocal teacher's place again, i sat around the benches, and ah..i really miss those days when i was still schooling. Practice was better..SO MUCH BETTER. but my day was still bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;i had piano lessons. then i was thinking whether to leave the house, but heh heh, the weather was so fine! couldnt stand it, so i stayed at home. actually, nothing much really. wanted to study and do my french homework, but i erm, procrastinated again. =&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;woke up extra early for french lesson, and to prepare and pack my bag for big event, MegaCombat! yay! so happy lar. because last week, i skipped the first lesson of the term, so i didnt know that some of my classmates and i, were transfered to a new teacher, new classroom and new classmates. =( i got into the wrong classroom because i thought that i still had the same teacher. who knows, i was in a beginners class! hahaha. damn embarassing lar. then i looked around for familiar faces, and the finally found out the "truth". hahaha...damn sad lar, so little "own" people left..or rather, we have decided to call ourselves "the real survivors". there were 18 of us from the start, and now, 6! tragic..pathetic...urgh!!! ah well, the new teacher is nice. new classmates, so so, because i havent talked to them. ohhohh, the one thing that left me so high the whole day...was that...kekekexxx..I MET MY MR HANDSOME FRENCH TEACHER! ah...he's so cute. after lessons, i met him outside his classroom for his next lesson. yea, he saw me too, so he acted blur, looked up the ceiling. i was walking with a classmate, then she intended to act blur too, but i told her, "see this." and i stood in front of my Mr Handsome French Teacher(HFT) and waived my hands in front of his face. HAHAHAHAHA. then he looked as if he was very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Mr HFT: eh? BONJOUR!&lt;br /&gt;me: -still waiving and smiling, and nodding-&lt;br /&gt;Mr HFT: ca va?&lt;br /&gt;me: oui oui, ca va bien. ca va?&lt;br /&gt;Mr HFT: ca va. -smiles-&lt;br /&gt;AH!!!!! he left me smiling the whole day, giggling sillily(is there such word? hahaha) to myself. went to newton circus hawker centre for lunch. everything there wasnt cheap at all. but nice lar. weather was darn hot. but the trees were green, sky was clear blue, wind wasnt too strong, perfect for going to the beach. went to Suntec and Millenia while waiting for time to fly. bought my competition tickets, compared the cameras, looked at HI-FI sets, registered for my MegaCombat, then went out again for a walk, registered for the New Balance REAL run. no kick. 10KM. hahaha, si bei hao lian can. hahaha, 20th Aug. and 27th Aug is the half army marathon, and im joining that too. 21KM. MegaCombat was great! i stood at cutey instructor Rhomeiny's side. hahaha. after that, went shopping around, had this not-very-nice pork curry noodles where i met my french classmate. then went home, rested awhile, and went over to my cousin's place to watch some "exciting" movies. but it turned out rather anti-climax lar. hahaha. then went home at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;woke up early at 9.30am. taught piano at 10am to 12pm. showered, and rushed to Ms Teo's place to practice with her again. then took 1 hour to go home. and that's it! whole afternoon gone. wah lao. watching Pirates of the Carribean now. my darling Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom. (: shall practice piano after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've been practising piano nowadays. why...BECAUSE THE BLEDDY COMPETITION IS NEXT WEEK! and im panicking now lar. i wanna get into the semi-finals man. at least get into semi finals. dont win also never mind. shit, singlish sprouting out already. i make sure i practice at least 4 hours a day now. really kun cheong like spider now. next week full speed ahead. 7 to 8 hours. dont expect to see me online that often anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to buy:&lt;br /&gt;1) camera; samsung, canon or nikon&lt;br /&gt;2) bag (for simple little stuffs)&lt;br /&gt;3) electric accoustic and electric guitar with amplifier&lt;br /&gt;4) new hair cut (this time, im going to cut like KIM. (: i cant wait. )&lt;br /&gt;5) GNC product (i have 30% disc!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going to have my dinner. see you in a weeks time, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la prochaine sermaine, tout le monde!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115244463343420866?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115244463343420866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115244463343420866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115244463343420866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115244463343420866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115185919926670755</id><published>2006-07-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:53:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful</title><content type='html'>weather has been good these days. sunny and windy. it's so nice, really. been wanting to go for a swim, but, ah...the usual me, lots of procrastinating going along. so, i've already made an appointment with someone to go swimming with me tomorrow so that i cannot procrastinate anymore, and that's if the weather's still as beautiful as today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;im such an idiot. i didnt finish my french homework on friday night. and saturday morning, i woke up at 12pm. totally missed the whole french lesson in the morning! URGH! how i hate myself for being such a sleepy head. and i would have known my results by now. ARGH! now i have to wait till the next saturday. then i wanted to go to the gym at noon time, but again, i dropped the idea of leaving house because the weather was good. so fine so fine, that i just practiced piano and did a little theory until my piano teacher came. after piano lesson, Ms Chin, RX and I went to VCH to attend the Golden Age of Piano concert. this young fella, John Chen, was borned in Malaysia, but grew up in New Zealand, PLAYED FANTASTICALLY WELL! omg. every single note that he hit, was so crystal clear. his dynamics were constrasting. chords was strong, sounded as if an orchestra was playing. no doubt he's the winner for the international piano competition 2 years ago, and he was the youngest one to win it. unfortunately, he's not so good looking, so im not interested in him. HAHAHAHA. Pat, you'll surely say, "wah, heng ar, this guy is safe". HAHAHAHAHAHA. yes, and before the concert, we attended his pre-talk, about how to succeed in competitions. well, most of it was rubbish. but the most important thing was to practice as much as possible. just PRACTICE. and he practiced 4 hours a day, before the competition he went up to 7 hours a day! wow. Ms Chin practiced 10 hours a day before her Diploma exams! wow...these people...tsk tsk..so after the concert, i was telling Ms Chin that i'll practice at least 4 hours from tomorrow onwards, and 7 hours a day just 1 week from the competition. hahaha. had supper with RX before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to teach piano. again, weather very fine. skipped gymming. im such an idiot. please tell me so. urgh. -bangs head against wall- then lazed around, watched DVD Wimbledon. nice show. then showered, went out to meet my cousin. went to the thai embassy for food. then continued down to TAKA for MORE food. yes! i bought a leather wallet. so happy can. for the first time, im going to use a wallet. please applause man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sad! i think i chose the wrong language to study. should have taken german instead of french. urgh. tell you all more in the next entry. i think my entry today is quite lengthy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. guess how im going to celebrate youth day tomorrow. IM BUYING A DIGI CAM! ok lar, i'll first take a look at how good it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir! bonne nuit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115185919926670755?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115185919926670755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115185919926670755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115185919926670755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115185919926670755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/07/beautiful.html' title='beautiful'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115168036377858666</id><published>2006-06-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:12:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Alex Kapranos&lt;br /&gt;2.Debbo-bobo-ah-gogo&lt;br /&gt;3.RX&lt;br /&gt;4.Eevonn&lt;br /&gt;5.Joel&lt;br /&gt;6.Daniel Radcliffe&lt;br /&gt;7. Omar&lt;br /&gt;8.David (Christophe Frederic)&lt;br /&gt;9.David&lt;br /&gt;10.Pat&lt;br /&gt;11.Chin Chin&lt;br /&gt;12.Lynn&lt;br /&gt;13.Chrisy-nana&lt;br /&gt;14. Ms Chin&lt;br /&gt;15. Marcel&lt;br /&gt;16.Yvonne Law&lt;br /&gt;17. Natalie&lt;br /&gt;18. Shubar&lt;br /&gt;19.Sorsan&lt;br /&gt;20.Erny&lt;br /&gt;21.Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 14?&lt;br /&gt;I got to know Ms Chin through Matthew. i wanted to take Music Os but nobody wanted to teach me, only Ms Chin took pity on me. she's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6?&lt;br /&gt;DANIEL RADCLIFFE! i guess i'll never ever get to meet him in my life man! i'll cry till i run out of tears. hahaha. damn sad lar. NEXT QUESTION!&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 9 date?&lt;br /&gt;Erny and David?! Erny if my french classmate from Indonesian, and David is my penpal from France. it would be really nice to see them together though..hahaha. but Erny is so much older than David. nvm, if it happens, i'll laugh, but cry because im jealous. DAVID IS SO HANDSOME CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 5?&lt;br /&gt;JOEL YAP?! WAHAHAHAHAHAHA. he's my cousin lar. and no, i like ang mohs only.&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 3 and 12 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;eh, cannot lar. lynn and RX. they are straight lar.&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 8&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT ME TO DESCRIBE HIM?! OMG! I CAN GO ON FOREVER! Mr David Christophe Frederic is my first French teacher. and he's SO SO SO SO SO HANDSOME CAN?! curly messy brune hair, green eyes, crooked teeth(but i like, hahaha), HANDSOME, cute, funny, humorous, tall, young, HANDSOME, helpful, nice, friendly, HANDSOME...yea, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you think 13 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy-nana. HAHAHA! yes. chio bu lar that girl. forever like to act cute, but also cute lar.&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me something about 17&lt;br /&gt;Natalie. She's my current french teacher. her surname is L'emperuer. in french, it means "the emperor". cool yea?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 4's family members?&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW ALL OF THEM! haha. eevonn, cousin mar.&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 21's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina, green.&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 18 just confessed he/she liked you?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! i would die laughing. she's already married lar. but aiya, i know she likes me lar. and she knows that i like her too.&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 20 speak?&lt;br /&gt;Erny. English, Chinese, Indonesian and French.&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;David. No one. he's single now. and im very happy. HAHAHA. got chance. =X&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 16 in?&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne Law. currently second year in NYP business management.&lt;br /&gt;15. When's the last time you talked to 13?&lt;br /&gt;aye..long long time ago. i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;16. What perfume does number 2 uses?&lt;br /&gt;debbo-bobo ar. natural body odour lar. HAHAHAHA. die, sure kena slap.&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 7?&lt;br /&gt;Omar. He's my hot morrocan penpal. damn effin handsome. well, i wish so! I WOULD! hahaha. -blush-&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date 1?&lt;br /&gt;YES! DEFINITELY! i'll die with no regrets with i ever go on dates with ma darling darling love love love love Alex Kapranos!&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;Marcel. yea, she is, just asked her a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 19's last name?&lt;br /&gt;Sorsan. Tan.&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;Chin yee. HAHAHAHA! never lar. cannot one. we are jokers, cannot be serious together. ok, my stupid answer. of course definitely not lar.&lt;br /&gt;22. What school does 3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;RX. NP business.&lt;br /&gt;23. Where does 10 live?&lt;br /&gt;Pat. Clementi AVE 2. around my area lar. very close.&lt;br /&gt;24. What's your favorite thing about 10?&lt;br /&gt;she can play the drums! and she has a very cute dog. and she's very nice.&lt;br /&gt;25.Have you seen number 1 naked?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not YET! i HOPE to though. eh..and i WANT to! kekekexxx -blush-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i had nothing to do, that's why im doing this to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;went to the library. went to the guitar shop. went to my french school. aye, nothing much. NO SCHOOL NO WORK! heh. oh ya, i ordered a white/gold flute online. coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go gym this evening. but was busy packing stuffs, burning CDs, too engrossed in practising piano, entertaining myself. and i was too lazy to leave house. oh, i just found this. &lt;a href="http://www.singlishdictionary.com"&gt;www.singlishdictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. im such an idiot. im supposed to do my music theory and french homework, and apparently, i've not touched them! SHIT. why do i always procrastinate so much?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir. have to go now. no..MUST go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115168036377858666?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115168036377858666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115168036377858666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115168036377858666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115168036377858666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/06/name-21-people-you-can-think-of-right.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115142263421238903</id><published>2006-06-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:37:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more MOE</title><content type='html'>a very good bonjour to all. hahaha. IM SO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my official last day of work at MOE. morning i did nothing. well, basically, i was cutting papers. then soon was lunch time. had my favourite duck rice, went back, supposed to update some important meeting notes, but apparently, the whole intranet system in the building was down, so i couldnt do anything much too. lucky me. and i ended up chatting with my direct boss. talk cock the whole day. then soon it was time for me to go. HAPPY! and the whole day, i just cant help myself, i was smiling all the time! non-stop. after work, went to suntec gym. well, though i didnt sweat as much as the last time, but my arms are aching. that's a good sign. shows that er...im working out. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. cousin is lame. makes me laugh like cute-ay chipmunk can. hahahaha. the whole journey home, we were laughing at people lor. i feel guilty. but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! guess what i'll be doing tomorrow...NOTHING! why? BECAUSE NO WORK! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. damn happy. okay lar, i'll still be busy though. with piano and french. and of course, my penpals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel very demoralised lar! penpals are damn effin good looking. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i have 2 new job lobangs. too bad i cant intro anyone to it, because you must know how to play the piano first. heh heh. ok lar, i dont hao lian. first one, piano accompanist: 50bucks per hour. =D position filled...by ME. haha. and second one, another new piano student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i really dont see the need for a tagboard lar. you all dont need to sound out here right? just sms or msg me in msn can liao. so, i'll be removing my tagboard soon. and i'll be adding a new divider. to let you see how busy i am lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im really very tired. and i seriously have lots of pimples on my face now. i wanna cry liao. im emo-elmo. ok, not funny. HAW HAW HAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like furthering my studies in music leh. ya lar, one of the reason is because i really love music, another is i can take double degree, so most probably i'll take psychology or philosophy with music. and taking this course requires me to learn another modern language, which i'll probably choose spanish or german, since im already learning french. i dont know lar. but i'm already starting to like economics even though i havent started studying it. i can further my studies in economics to mathematics, finance, accounts, econometrics, politics, social sciences, philosophical economics, statistics, and the list goes on! and when i graduate, the job scope is really wide. risk analyst, economist, stock analyst, market researcher, chartered management accountant, operational researcher, investment analyst, management consultant....AND AGAIN! THE LIST GOES ON FOREVER! i know it's going to be really tough for me to study economics, but im not afraid at all! c'mon man! bring it on! at least i know that if i study economics, it can really take me far. and out of singapore too. cant wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, i really wanna go sleep. bye people. enjoy tomorrow AR. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115142263421238903?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115142263421238903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115142263421238903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115142263421238903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115142263421238903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-more-moe.html' title='no more MOE'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115116964146656163</id><published>2006-06-25T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:20:41.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>bonjour tout le monde.&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, free french lesson here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french test today was...&lt;em&gt;comme si comme sa&lt;/em&gt; (so-so). ah, sorry, i cant help it. i love typing in french now. actually, it was managable. all thanks to my french penpal, David. (: he's really helpful. revised my french with me, and explaining whatever i dont know until im very clear, patiently. and omg. his french is *&lt;em&gt;jaw drops&lt;/em&gt;* VERY FLUENT! ah ha ha ha. cant blame, people french mar, expected. but when he speaks english, his french accent was still very strong and significant. but still, it was cool! yea, we did "call" conferencing on msn. my poor french teacher, she's so sick. coughing so badly during invigilation. oh, and i was the first to be tested for oral! hahahaha, i guess it was terrible. i couldnt catch a word my teacher was telling me. needed her to repeat a few times before i could understand what she was trying to convey. met my Mr Handsome French Teacher again today at the french library, and outside his classroom. &lt;em&gt;Ah~~~&lt;/em&gt; he's &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; handsome! and he waived to me, and of course, i waived back. *&lt;em&gt;drools and dreams on&lt;/em&gt;* after french lesson, i went home, took a nap, and had piano lesson. i was sleeping directly under the sun! and was dreaming that i was sun-bathing. i was feeling hot(hehehe) but my skin was dry. piano lesson with my teacher, c'est bien! je l'aime! and after piano lessons, i went to Queensway shopping centre avec mon soeurs, to collect my photocopied Franz Ferdinand guitar tab books (yes! whee!) and to photocopy my dad's japanese stuffs and more french story books and exercises. then went over to AV for dinner avec mon pere. after dinner, i went over to Ikea with RX to get some stuffs. yay, got many things lar. 2 new quilt &amp; pillow covers, hangers, wall clock, cups, scissors, and many other stuffs. cant remember. will be going back to get more hangers. after purchasing these items, went back to Queensway shopping centre to collect the stuffs i left there to photocopy earlier this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday (23/6)&lt;br /&gt;great day. went to work. Cynthia, the crazy woman who scolded me earlier few weeks ago, got scolded for scolding me. see, told ya im innocent. and evil woman who sits opposite my table, Santha, tripped and fell over my chair because she wasnt looking where she was going. busy talking all the time. serve her right. yea, she was pissed with me, but so what? a few days ago, she scolded me for dressing up too casually in the office. like come on lar, my boss doesnt have any problems with me wearing to casually to work, so what's your bloody problem man. you play neopets in office, want me to tell your boss or not. 55+ years old already still playing neopets...go play something your age lar. well, guess you deserved that fall. after work, went to Suntec gym to meet my cousin. had bodypump lesson. and the trainer, SO CUTE n0rHs! ahahahaha, very gay can. pose like sailormoon girl all the time. he's handsome but...hai, looks like he found it other-part already. also another broken wrist. =( but next week, we'll be trying out his aerobic class, because he dance well, and can shake his bon bon sexily! hahahaha. after gym, je allee faire du shopping avec mon cousin a marina square. je achetee une pantalon! c'est tres belle! j'aime! (: et je suis tres heureux! (go figure =] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, tomorrow, gym day! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. french test over. piano competition coming up. shape run deferred because too many people joined. =( no goody bag! urgh!!! -&lt;em&gt;bangs head on the wall&lt;/em&gt;-  basic theory test &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd attempt&lt;/span&gt; after piano competition. hahaha, and i hope to pass it man. travelling with grand-mere, cousin, mon soeurs in august to malaysia, short trip. then school will start! yippee, meet new people. and i'm gonna study real hard and get that scholarship. planning for Perth trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year: Morrocco (Casablanca) 1 month, France (Nice 1 week, Toulouse 1 week, Alsace 1 week, Bordeux 1 month, Paris 1 week) 2 month. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously love my french classmates. they're really nice. i've "booked" some of them to take the DELF A1 with me in the end of the year. DELF A1 is equivalent to french O levels in singapore. that's what my Mr Handsome French Teacher told me last term. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my penpals. havent chat with any of them for 3 -4 days already. yea, except for David. the rest are like M.I.A. yea, maybe they're busy. oh wells, i'll send them an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's 1.16am now. and im really tired. all those pimples are oozing out like mini volcanoes on my oily face. :( YAY! GYM TOMORROW! (did i mention that earlier? hmm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir! a bientot. bon nuit, et bon sejour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115116964146656163?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115116964146656163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115116964146656163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115116964146656163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115116964146656163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/06/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-115081926829520317</id><published>2006-06-21T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:01:13.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see</title><content type='html'>alright, i havent been blogging for quite some time. been working like dog, bull, cow, bumblebee...whatever animal lar. and been working out a lot too. this is my life for now. monday to friday i work full day. after work, straight away go to gym for bodypump and bodycombat. except mondays, i'll go home to watch So you think you can dance. and thursday, there's nothing interesting in the gym, i'll just go home, check my emails, chat with my penpals, watch TV. saturday, the usual, french lesson in the morning, afternoon piano lesson. i teach piano on either saturday or sunday, flexible timing. this has become a weekly routine. well, nothing much to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've cancelled my trip to Sydney. just after i've confirmed my air tickets, my hostel and workshop payment there, they are coming to singapore. :( but instead, i'll be going to other places. guess i'll go there next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many events taking place soon. first, my french test. secondly, my piano competition. right after the piano competition, the Shape Run. and after that, i'll be preparing for my piano diploma exams, and school term will start shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to lots of Franz F. music, and French music too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. happy belated father's day to all fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who used Durex's competitor's product,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;from me. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-115081926829520317?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/115081926829520317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=115081926829520317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115081926829520317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/115081926829520317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-time-no-see.html' title='long time no see'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114917629168457340</id><published>2006-06-01T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:39:53.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry if ive hurt you. but i felt neglected and left out. no one seems to care, even you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why im apologising. but im hurt too. kept me in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we'll leave this matter aside. all the best to you in your exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114917629168457340?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17128871.post-114908803866147257</id><published>2006-05-31T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:07:19.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better</title><content type='html'>today is definitely a better day. not so hectic, very relaxed. i brought along my gym clothes, but i left my sports shoes at home. =\ sian ji bua lar. and it seems so hard to get help from people closest to you. it's sad, pathetic and disappointing. and oh ya, thanks for leaving me in the dark. this is lousy. yea, i gotta totally agree that the world's a stage, and everyone are actors and actresses. to even think that people whom you love doesnt show concern to you? really, it's pathetic. and guess what? im the pathetic one. surrounded by liars. yea, pity me. gym was great! i enjoyed the workout. sweated like never before. i loved the combat most. because as i was punching my way through, i get to shout, de-stress ya noe? yea, and i imagine the person i hate, and punched her in the air. yea, that woman i hate is someone from work. she bloody fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i cried at work. my direct supervisor was frustrated because the big boss was angry with her, so she threw her tantrums at me. ok, fine, i understand that she's stressed. secondly, i had to prepare 15 folders for an important meeting which is on thursday, i was given 1 original copy at 10am, and had to complete 15 folders and get it despatched by 12pm. means 2 hours to prepare 15 folders, each 2 inches thick okay. and unfortunately for me, my unit's photocopier machine has been shifted up to higher level of the building, and i was rushing for time, so i asked the other units whether i could borrow their machine. of course, they agreed. but after 1 hour, i was still standing at the photocopier machine. mind you, my legs were breaking lor, i stood there for 1 whole hour. i know, as compared to working in NTUC where i had to stand 10hours straight, 1 hour was nothing. BUT I WAS TIRED! and later, i got scolded for printing so much. and ex-cuse-moi, those things aren't for me LOR. it was for the largest meeting LOR. and this fucking bitch, called Cynthia, scolded me. alright, i dont mind her scolding me, but she did it in front of everyone who was around the photocopier machine lar. she totally embarassed me. i hate her. i really wish that on the last day of work for me, i can get to punch and kick her like what i did at combat and kickboxing class. -smirks- anyways, since i know that she's a little spastic, i shall excuse her a little then. im nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very nice at gym. and really, it does feels great being nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sad. but who cares?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114908803866147257?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114908803866147257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114908803866147257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114908803866147257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114908803866147257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/better.html' title='better'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114881881217655027</id><published>2006-05-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:20:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;hi roshan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;hello hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;tatto&lt;br /&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;er...ya&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;ya?&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;yours right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;er...ya&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;quite long time ago already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;ah lian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;ii n0rtx ah lianxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;shut up you chao ah lian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;ii m guai kia&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;ii m really 1 guai kiazzZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;smelly ah lian&lt;br /&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;da jie da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;WAD.&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;you scared right.&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;MWUAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;scared of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;no lar&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;kekekexxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;not in a million years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;eeuu sayzz ii chao ah lian&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;ii sho sadsss&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt;you talk like one too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;where g0rtsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;canadian triples says:&lt;br /&gt; -smiles-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the boy wants the girl while the girl wants the boy who watch the girl go by[HOORAY!] says:&lt;br /&gt;eh..i gtg...laters, chao ah beng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love my pwearmarly wan fwen! hahahaha. in fact, i love all my friends. all so funny one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teaching piano was great! i guess i want more students now. eh, help advertise me around hor. thanks ar. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114881881217655027?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114881881217655027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114881881217655027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114881881217655027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114881881217655027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/canadian-triples-says-hi-roshan-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114880647489976238</id><published>2006-05-28T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:54:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>im back everyone. and im really tired. so ok, i'll continue to update you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;nothing much lar. skip. oh yes, i told my mom that in future, i wanna travel around the world. then i'll work at different countries for 4 to 5 years, then when im retired, i'll continue to travel around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had fun at work. everyone was told to leave the office at 5pm because it was eat-dinner-with-your-family day. kinda lame lar. if only i knew that i can go home at 5pm, i would have hit the gym. urgh! slacked at home. did my french homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;had french lessons in the morning. i love french! i went straight to the gym after french class. went for the bodypump, but no kick lar, not much sweat at all. met my cousin before i left the gym. went home to do my music theory homework, and guess what..i fell asleep while doing homework. and i actually drooled. hurhur..good dream eh? then Ms Chin came. poor lady. she was so mad(but not with me lar), that she was in tears. so we skipped piano lessons, went out together for dinner and concert. the young pianist was great. i really admire her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;last night i slept late because i was chatting with the-boar-roar, my cousin and my Moroccan penpal. THE-BOAR-ROAR!!! ii miss-ed eeuu!!! when can we go outx againzz? -pouts- kekekexXx. did i mention before, that i love all my penpals? they are really very nice people! and i've already planned. i'll be going France for probably 2 to 3 weeks next year during the June holidays. and Morocco for 1 and a half months. and ive already started saving money. (: must plan well. when school starts for me in August, im really going to work and study very hard, so that i can go london to further my economics and ___________ and french studies. the "_______________" is because i still dont know what i wanna study. heh, it's a double degree course. either finance, accounts, law or mathematics. we'll see. but first, i must study hard. and i know, i can do it! GANBATTE! -ties red band over forehead- okay, back to sunday. yea, and so, i woke up at 9.30am. practiced piano, then left house for gym. i had a great workout today. loved it. went home. im just waiting for my students to arrive now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, good news everyone. im accepted by SIM already. happy like fish can?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i've got nothing else to add already. bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114880647489976238?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114880647489976238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114880647489976238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114880647489976238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114880647489976238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114848488473780142</id><published>2006-05-24T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:34:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ciaos people! bonjour. finally im back. im tired, but i had a great week though. okay. updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;french lesson was great! im still loving it. BUT I MISS MY HANDSOME TEACHER. -pouts- HAHAHA. okay, went home, practiced piano, had piano lessons. did the house chores. then prepared for the big walk since 9pm, and slept at 12mn. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;the big walk. woke up at 5.30am. meet THE-BOAR-ROAR. kekekexxx. then went national stadium. met my ex-band senior, Martin. and he's so effin hot now lar! sho humsum! he slimmed down tremendously man, and im jealous. then went home, showered, slept, gave piano lessons, had dinner, watched tv and slept. made a new friend, and he's from Morrocco. and omg, he's so darn freaking handsome lor. he's Omar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;went to work. nothing much really. oh yes! during the interview session, my supervisor accidentally dropped the extinguisher, and the fire extinguisher exploded! and hahaha, i just stood there and look at people panic frantically. damn funny lor, i wanted to laugh. and the whole storey was white! it was like snowing? yea. then the other staffs who didnt know what happened, thought that a fire broke out. and they ran around, some quickly took the lift down to the first level lor. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. damn cute. went home watched "so you think you can dance?" sad, ryan and destini got out. but they're really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happen. just that my supervisor was extremely angry with her supervisor, so she threw tantrums at me. but im fine with it lar, cos at the point of time, i was really feeling sleepy, so whatever she ranted at me, it was kinda blocked out from my ears. hahaha. chatted with my new friend Omar. i guess i'll have to start saving loads of money, cos im going to travel around Europe and look for my penpals, from England, France, Spain, Italy, Morrocco, Greece, Ireland...and well, the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;nothing much at work today. boring. my supervisor made me waste 2 hours looking for unecessary things lar. nvm, im still paid. fine with me. after work, went to gym for classes. bodycombat followed by bodypump without stopping man! 2 hours straight! i really sweated like never before. GREAT WORKOUT! i enjoyed myself thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that's all folks. i really lost interest in blogging already. i think im going to give up blogging real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i leave, does anyone wanna be my travelling partner? let's go Europe together. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114848488473780142?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114848488473780142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114848488473780142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114848488473780142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114848488473780142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/ciaos-people-bonjour.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114805451221026318</id><published>2006-05-19T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:01:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonjour</title><content type='html'>bonjour! whee. there's french lesson tomorrow! urgh, i still miss my handsome french teacher. nvm, i'll still get to see him tomorrow, but that's if we're fated lar. kekekexXx. actually i also dont know what to blog about. oh yes, i have another new penpal, and she's an Italian! and and and...she's damn bloody chio lar. i really love my penpals a lot. they're just so nice! and my colleagues at MOE. we'll be going on a cycling expedition at Pulau Ubin next Sunday. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! firstly, survivor's winner is Aras! my idol in survivor, cos he's so handsome. kekekezZz. and now, hippies! WHEE~ im so gonna be a hippie! SHAGGY HAIR! AH GO GO CLOTHES! PEACE OUT! TUT TOW~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna join Amazing Race, Survivor, So you think you can dance, Singapore Idol, Swimsuit Model Search, America's Next Top Model, and what else? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. my upcoming competition is this piano competition. MUST WIN! Ganbatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbo-lah taught me what masturbation is. :( ii sho shweet andx innocentzZz..she 1 2 pollutexXx moiS mindzZz. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy. and i wanna go shopping after Big Walk on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i have to go now, complete the last section on my french homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114805451221026318?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114805451221026318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114805451221026318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114805451221026318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114805451221026318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/bonjour.html' title='bonjour'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114787889388198509</id><published>2006-05-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:14:53.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>naggers. getting on my nerves. shut up and go home lar. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to work with a bad mood. work was fine in the morning. afternoon was total slack because of interview. met my ex tanglin vice principal mrs ng, met HILDA! chatted like good o'days. chatted with some vice principals while they were waiting to be interviewed. today left office at 7.30pm. well, i expected it. knew it, that i surely cant make it for gym sessions today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat's burning. and im so dicky. save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone asked me to blog about her. i dont know who leh. the person who say i always like to BANG her. :( and she thinks that i say banana and hotdog very sexy. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114787889388198509?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114787889388198509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114787889388198509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114787889388198509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114787889388198509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/naggers.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114770725008419971</id><published>2006-05-15T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:34:10.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was great! held a momma's day buffet celebration at my place. many people came. went out to orchard to hand in my registration form for piano competition. went shopping. (: came home, had a huge scrumptious meal, then went to pasar malam with my cousin and younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i woke up with a sore throat. went to work, my illness worsen. fever and flu came in. as i have finished my assignments, my supervisor asked me to go home to rest. so i worked only half day today. went home, had lunch outside, played guitar, cock around in MSN, took panadol and slept the whole afternoon. woke up and visited the doctor. and i realised, i havent been to the doctor since 2004. then watched "so you think you can dance". this episode, not as interesting as the last few ones, but still, there were many beautiful and cool dance steps. awesome. loved it. then practiced piano, all the competition pieces. this time i hope to at least get into the semi-finals. really. now im watching Survivor. sad, Cirie got out. very pissed off right now. i hate danielle and terry. i LOVE Aras. so hum-sum lor. now Aras is the only hope. Yogi master man. makes me wanna pick up yoga again, but i dont wanna waste my sunday monrning just like that lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether i should take MC tomorrow or not leh. the doctor has already issued me the MC. it's just up to me lar. i've already done most of the work. should i go? i feel like resting at home leh. really. i dont know lar. see how. ask my parents for their advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE franz ferdinand. and i wanna start my own band SOON! and im going to name it MRS FRANZ FERDINAND. i really love Alex's voice. so nice. oh, and red hot chili peppers new album is out. IM GETTING IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d'accord tout le monde. au revoir, et bonne nuit. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114770725008419971?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114770725008419971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114770725008419971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114770725008419971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114770725008419971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-was-great-held-mommas-day.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114753136975120070</id><published>2006-05-13T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T11:58:13.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>im so happy today. about yesterday's post, im still angry about that person. shall ignore that person at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, had french lesson this morning for the first time after 2 weeks! im so happy. but here comes the sad part. unfortunately, my handsome french teacher is no longer teaching us, he has been "posted" to teach the intermediate class. i think he finds teaching beginners boring lar. i wont blame him. BUT I MISS HIM. =( i want him back. urgh! nvm, the new teacher is nice. then yea, again, this is a new term, so went to a new classroom, and sat with people whom i've never sat with before. so last term i sat with an engineer, a public relations officer and a merchandiser. this term i'll be sitting with an architect, an IT senior manager, and an accountant. (: and they're all very nice people. especially the architect, i tell you, he's so humorous. and he's my new french partner. and im so happy because i long lost french classmate has re-joined the class! SO DAMN HAPPY LAR! and i must say im damn lucky. after french lessons, i was walking down the stairs to the basement, and i met my handsome french teacher along the way down! =D =D =D actually i didnt see him at first, he was walking up and i was going down. then he went..&lt;br /&gt;david: bonjour rongshan! au revoir rongshan! -&lt;em&gt;giggles&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;rongshan: eh? bonjour bonjour! -&lt;em&gt;hurhurhur&lt;/em&gt;- eh, i didnt see you coming up! -&lt;em&gt;megawidesmile&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;david: ca va?&lt;br /&gt;rongshan: ca va ca va ca va!&lt;br /&gt;aaaaawwwww....he still remembers me. how sweet. hee hee. -&lt;em&gt;blush&lt;/em&gt;- and his hair his long and messy now, makes him look more indie-modly now. i wonder why he's working in singapore. probably because he has a singaporean girlfriend. &lt;strong&gt;BOO!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a doughnut in my french school while waiting for the rain to stop. then rushed to PS to get my new piano student books. unfortunately, mostly were out of stock. so walked further down to le meridien hotel the music essential music shop to get more books. and...I SAW THIS 2 &lt;em&gt;HUM SUM&lt;/em&gt; EURO GUYS! 1 was looking for a violin, and the other was trying their cello. and the cello guy was SO GOOD AT PLAYING THE CELLO! i love that Bach piece he played, and he was so handsome, and i was so totally mesmerized! i actually stayed in the shop and look around at books, but in fact, i was looking at him secretly. hahahahahaha. then when they left the shop, i decided to leave too. hahahaha. i wanna learn the cello too! then rushed home for piano lessons. mopped the floor, did some housework. ya, my maid has gone back to Philippines, so everyone's trying to train me to be a good housewife. hurhurhur. laugh lar, im suffering miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano lesson was excellent. one of the best yet. i played well. that is what i felt. and had long chats with ms chin. then a few minutes later, my 2 students arrived. taught them, and left house to my maternal grandparents place for momma's day dinner. then here i am. replying my penpals emails, reading blogs, thinking of people whom i havent met for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 good news.&lt;br /&gt;1) i forgot to sign up for the trinity college piano competition as the closing date has already been over long time ago. i called up and faked that i didnt know about it, until now. so they're giving me a chance. heh heh. lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;2) i might be going to sydney for a music workshop for approximately 1 and a half weeks. :) with my piano teacher. we're still considering lar. but most likely going. 75% chance.&lt;br /&gt;3) MY DAD IS COMING BACK FROM JAPAN TONIGHT! WHEE!!!!!! i actually dreamt of him last night. missed him too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i forgotten to blog about this yesterday. yesterday afternoon, a baby bird actually perched onto my bedroom window. it was too afraid to fly. and we(my sister and i) were scared that it might commit suicide. and worst of all, it was going to rain. it's parents(a pair of swallows) were flying around my window. i took lots of video clips and pictures of what actually happened, and made it sound as though i was recording some documentaries. of course, with my face england-slang. bet you'll puke after watching it. hahahaha. then rx finally brought it into our house. tried to feed it worms, but it just wouldnt eat it. then later in the evening, we tried to set it free, but it just wouldnt fly. =\ i guess it lacks of confidence, and and phobia of heights. hahaha. lousy bird. after sometime, we started pecking on the ants crawling around it. i see, so it eats ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. it's almost 1.30am now. and my dad is returning home REAL SOON! whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir, tout le monde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114753136975120070?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114753136975120070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114753136975120070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114753136975120070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114753136975120070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy.html' title='HAPPY!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114744017730695106</id><published>2006-05-12T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:22:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO ADOPT A CHILD AND KEEP YOURSELF OCCUPIED WITH LAR OLD VIRGIN! sickening asshole. WHY?! WHY CANT YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! FUCK OFF MAN! talk about respect, you didnt even respect others, and you expect others to respect you? fuck lar. and for some reason, she thinks that im ungrateful. hur hur. how stupid. im not going to give a fucking damn about you, cheebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna LEAVE THIS FUCKING PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been good. my maid just went back to Philippines without me. =( nvm, there's always next time. been busy at work lately. the temp staffs there are all friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing to shout out. alright, when you're working in an office, you're not suppose to use your phone for personal calling and smsing right? some fucker kept calling non stop just to ask me a stupid question : whether i'll be home on sunday. and that fucker can actually ask me when he/she sees me at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so depending on people makes you stupid eh? then GO AWAY LAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114744017730695106?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114744017730695106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114744017730695106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114744017730695106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114744017730695106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/go-adopt-child-and-keep-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114718018888248765</id><published>2006-05-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T21:09:48.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired!!!</title><content type='html'>hi all. im so tired. but i love my job. and sheesh, i have an infection at my bottom lips. it's so painful. and my eyes are getting smaller each day, due to insufficient sleep at night. and im having gastric pains now. so terrible. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S ANOTHER GOOD NEWS! guess what guess what...I AM GETTING ANOTHER PIANO STUDENT! heh. im so lucky, lucky lucky! yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lar. actually nothing much already. just here to bring everyone the good news. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114718018888248765?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114718018888248765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114718018888248765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114718018888248765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114718018888248765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired_09.html' title='tired!!!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114692706177632086</id><published>2006-05-06T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T22:51:01.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not jobless at all</title><content type='html'>hello hello hello everyone! i cant wait to get back here to share MORE good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what guess what....MAI'S FRIEND REALLY WANT TO LEARN PIANO FROM ME! yay. so im a piano teacher now. (: and this is my very first official student, im going to impart everything i know to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, so many good things happening in the month of May. well, i'll be expecting more good news then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my french friend has been sending me many metal songs and alternative punk rock music. and pictures of France. not bad not bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope workers party win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made my dad love Franz Ferdinand music too! hahaha, he's humming "walk away" every now and then. HAHAHAHAHAHA. i guess getting an electric guitar would be easy for me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i really had a great day today. even though i didnt make my way to the Flea market at Havelock road, but i rested well enough at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's flying to Japan again tomorrow. and when he's back, i should be getting a new bed, and sofa, and probably study table. we'll see lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, bye to whoever is reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114692706177632086?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114692706177632086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114692706177632086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114692706177632086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114692706177632086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-jobless-at-all.html' title='not jobless at all'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114675433146798828</id><published>2006-05-05T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T21:31:24.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alligators</title><content type='html'>hello alligators. yo, big momma's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait any longer. initially i thought i'll not have anything to blog about, but guess what? many things happened today, and all is good! (: and im a happier girl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i had my hair cut, but it looks like i didnt even had it cut. but whatever lar. it's definitely neater now, but not shorter. i guess that's why it's not really obvious. my head is so much lighter. then i met some people, like daphne, serene's classmate(cant remember her name), wanshi(my ex-classmate), and..many others whom i cant remember. instead of going to the library, i went to kinokuniya. bought a new french dictionary, and harry potter book 6! yay. then alright, went up to the library, was searching for some guitar books and greek mythology and legends when my dad called on my phone. and apparently my phone wasnt on silent mode, so i was ticked off by some idiotic librarians. like excuse me, i didnt did that on purpose, and i didnt even talk loudly LOR. ya, she chased me out of the library. i really want to complain. yea, and i WILL complain. well, im good at writing complain letters now. hahaha. she'd better watch out. gonna eat fried cuttlefish soon. alright, my dad got a new 3G phone. real cool. he was thinking of exchanging with me. should i? but i still love my phone, havent even used it for 1 year. see how lar. then went to the money changer to change some money. and wah lao, my dad damn childish lar. he kept bullying the money changer, who's like 60++ old man. but funny lar. the old man just play along. see them play around can really make you want to cry laughing. then went to dinner at Pepper Lunch with rx and dad. then went for Bahasa Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i want to talk about Singaporeans. the ugly part. ya, i know im not perfect or great or what-so-ever. but what i say here, yes, you might laugh! but come to think of it, it's true lar.&lt;br /&gt;1) Singaporeans cant speak well. in another words, we cant even master a language really well.&lt;br /&gt;2) Singaporeans dont read the more important news. mostly buy The New Paper just to read about Manchester United VS Chealsea, and who murdered who, or who raped who.&lt;br /&gt;3) Singaporeans are anti-social. we only hang out with our own cliques.&lt;br /&gt;4) Singaporeans are gutless and chicken-hearted. do something wrong, dare not admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the goods and bads about other countries...&lt;br /&gt;1) Thailand : although the country's infrastructure is not as modern as ours, but their service, NUMBER ONE AR.&lt;br /&gt;2) Taiwan : their people, especially those businessmen there, are all damn cocky one. really. cannot trust them a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;3) Japan : BEST country so far. country's infrastructure, technology, culture and history, and of course, service, NUMBER NUMBER 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about the European countries, although i love them a lot. guess i'll study the people when im there. hahaha. but...&lt;br /&gt;1) the French love to smoke a lot. But they have extremely beautiful old buildings and statues. very medieval. LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;2) Germany, their beer.&lt;br /&gt;3) Amsterdam, famous for smoking weeds and prostitution.&lt;br /&gt;4) UK, well known for their edgy stylish fashion. and top universities. Scotland, their arts.&lt;br /&gt;5) Iceland, their ice-cream...hahaha, okay, im starting to talk cock here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more places to visit, adding on to the list...&lt;br /&gt;France, Wales, England, Scotland, Ireland, Netherlands, Spain, Italy, Germany, Brazil, Cuba, Russia, Mongolia, India, Australia, New Zealand, Canada, Belgium, Mexico, Venuzuela, Columbia, Argentina, Japan, Hongkong, probably Africa if i have time. hahaha. the problem now is..DO I HAVE THE MONEY OR NOT?! no money already start dreaming already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was first day of work. great! now i know some secrets of MOE. but of course, i will not share it lar. confidential okay. work, not so stressful at all, basic admin work. after work, i walked to Holland V. to get that pair of slippers that i wanted. (: then went home. slept on the bus on the way home. i was so sleepy, so tired. terribly exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lar. this entry is getting longer. and i'd better get going. having piano lessons early tomorrow morning. again, if anything happens to me in the near future, be it good or bad, and which i feel is worthy of your attention, i'll be sure to post it here. if not, the blog is spaceful. and talking about music, next time round then. so much so for humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, monkeys and elephants. go grab some peanuts and go uh-uh-ah-ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114675433146798828?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114675433146798828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114675433146798828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114675433146798828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114675433146798828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/alligators.html' title='alligators'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114672187608557060</id><published>2006-05-04T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:51:16.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEE!</title><content type='html'>cranky mates! hahahaha. you could have it so much better! yea man! catch MY wave with me! hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, alright, this is really getting cranky now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im quite pleased, with my hardwork and perseverance, and patience for waiting for a job everyday. yesterday there were 2 phonecalls, but but weren't suitable for me. and this morning again, i received another phonecall, telling me there's this admin job in a medical research centre! and boy am i lucky. it's at buena vista! that's like so near to home lar. oh ya lucky lucky you're so lucky! yea, im lucky. (: 6 bucks per hour, alright, im fine with the salary. 8.30am to 5.30pm. fine with the time too, not too late for me to go for group exercise at gym. for the job description, i'm suppose to answer phonecalls, and meet important clients. for what, im have i no idea. but take the job first and see how lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happy girl is going to the library after blogging, then meet her dad to get phone, and lastly, the bahasa indonesia lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's getting a new phone today, and im accompanying him. (: i dont know what phone model it is, but it's the nokia phone, which you can twist its keypad, and take pictures with the phone twisted. hahaha. sounds interesting eh? cant wait to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy's day is coming. and i havent got any idea what to get for my mommy dearest. we'll see when i go window-shopping. most probably i'll give her a DIY present. budget and sincere. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how lucky can i get. because i've manage to find a buyer for my classical guitar! and he's willing to pay 250bucks! hey, i bought my guitar at 300bucks and its condition is still excellent. whee...so im going to get that electric acoustic guitar soon. or should i get an electric guitar instead? hmmm...well, yippee-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that i received an email from this theatrical productions company, asking if im interested in theatrical acting and composing and singing for musicals? yeaps, and i wanna go! but urgh, im a poor shit now. and the acting seminar clashes with my beloved french lessons every saturday morning. how sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was asking debbo-lah why are pretty and handsome people famous and popular? and i asked her if i was pretty, hoping that i can become famous someday too. hahahaha. and of course, the replies from her were as i expected. well, i know lar, dont want me to be famous right? hahaha. no lar, i really want to act, even being an extra for me is absolutely fine with me. i dont even want to be famous. as long as at the end of the day, i get to marry Mr Alex Kapranos, GOOD ENOUGH! wahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading all the Franz Ferdinand members' blog entries. interesting, amusing and entertaining i must say. nope, not by the fans, really posted by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i expect i will be required to answer phonecalls next week onwards, and at the moment i have to practice my piano real hard, because i got 2 competitions coming soon. If anything happens in the very near future which I feel is worthy of your attention I will be sure to post it here. if not, this blog is kinda dead. i guess the next time i come again, i'll talk about music. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, see ya later alligators. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's fade together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114672187608557060?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114672187608557060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114672187608557060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114672187608557060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114672187608557060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/whee.html' title='WHEE!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114666416922615134</id><published>2006-05-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:00:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED.</title><content type='html'>I AM SO DEAD BEAT! i slept late again, and woke up early. my eyelids were really heavy, i actually wanted to use a toothpick for support. kellyservices and recruitment center called. unfortunately, when i told them i cant work on saturdays, they say, "oh, alright, then i'll call you back later". and apparently, they did not call me back. nevermind lar, expected one. they'll not call me unless i say i can work during the weekends, which is IMPOSSIBLE! then debbo-lah called. and i kept receiving smses. then my mom turned on her opera songs so loudly that i really cant go back to sleep. you tell me, how pathetic i am, living with a bunch of inconsiderate people. i really wanna move out. played guitar, then left house to go to the gym. met my new trainer. she's really motivative. i like her, because she's so much better than my california fitness trainer. then i trained 7km today. tomorrow i'll try covering 10km. must train train train! then left to go Far East meet deborah and rx. walked around, then wait for rx to cut hair. then slowly make my way to Ginza to meet Aloysius to take my earphone back from him. Finally walked home slowly. too much time to spend, so everything i do, i have to do it slowly. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, i miss my french teacher. )= i miss learning french. i miss reading my french storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh...i wanna be a vampire too! the vampire so hum-sum lor. hee hee. aiya, cannot lar. i dont even know how to act gothic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i wanna watch tv now. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114666416922615134?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114666416922615134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114666416922615134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114666416922615134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114666416922615134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired_03.html' title='TIRED.'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114657001874505706</id><published>2006-05-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:19:25.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bird day</title><content type='html'>oh...toolay iish VARN MENG PIGEON bird day. what i typed in my sms for her, was "yay, finally you're 18 too. can watch M18 movies together. but you still need to bring your IC along, pple might not believe you're 18, due to the fact that you're vertically challenged. hahaha, happy burst day dear dear. LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im try being a gastro-adventurer. (: because there are so many things which i dare not try, but really lar, i love food. so, my adventurous journey to finding wierd but good food is starting soon. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, actually i think i fit the title as an gastro-adventurer lar, because i have a gigantic gastropod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at 1pm. last night i couldnt fall asleep. then practised a little piano, checked my mails, then left house at 3.40pm to look for jobs. i've rotted long enough and so, im desperately looking for a job now. really sick and tired of staying at home the whole day, just sitting in front of the piano or laptop, wasting my days away, when i can work and earn money. i applied for a temp job at every single recruitment consultant agencies at International Plaza. then was deciding whether to go Queensway or Holland V. in the end, i couldnt make up my mind, so i wander back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. gym-ing session tomorrow. gonna work out real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. think im going to study tonight. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114657001874505706?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114657001874505706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114657001874505706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114657001874505706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114657001874505706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/bird-day.html' title='bird day'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114655293298673532</id><published>2006-05-02T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:19:38.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cranky mate</title><content type='html'>cranky mate! hahaha. crocodile hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SIAN! leaving house soon to continue searching for job. but lucky me, last night Mai told me she has a friend who wants to learn piano. hopefully he really wanna learn from me. of course i'll do a good job and be responsible lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai..i feel that there are so many things which i still dont know! feel so dumb. like what's the union something one? i also dont know. kao, how dumb can i get. so...i think i'll be going to the library every week to read up all the encyclopedias. nerd in the making. no no..i wanna be the BRAIN! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sian lar. everyday nothing to do. either play piano, or watch tv, and go gym but irregularly. depends on my mood mar. hahahaha. WHAT ELSE CAN I DO?!?!?!?! can someone give me a job, so that i can kill time? please!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114655293298673532?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114655293298673532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114655293298673532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114655293298673532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114655293298673532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/cranky-mate.html' title='cranky mate'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114645747440401893</id><published>2006-05-01T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:20:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>fuck man. last night i slept late, real late. and shit. i wanted to wake up late. who knows, how unlucky i am, to have such a busybody aunty, came over to wake me up early in the morning. SHIT HER MAN! so inconsiderate and rude. leave me alone lar. and guess what? i ended up with a stiff neck now. FUCK! i tell you, i am really very angry now. i tried going back to sleep, but i cant. urgh. stupid retired big mouthed loud voice kaypo bitch. LEAVE ME ALONE. im so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, angry things aside. my mom thinks that i should be a politician. hahaha. because for the whole day, i've been complaining how come Clementi residents dont have to vote. then my parents asked me to be the opposition here. hahaha, then i'll be like my grandpa. he used to be a politician too. Workers' Party one. dont play play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114645747440401893?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114645747440401893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114645747440401893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114645747440401893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114645747440401893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114640755375526066</id><published>2006-04-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:32:33.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>hello all. paiseh, been too lazy to blog. no mood lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, nothing much. couldnt go to gym due to piano lesson. but piano lesson was great. then i just slacked my day away at home. played the guitar, tried to sing, but was quite pathetic lar. i think im going to learn guitar in yamaha soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my penpals! they're really nice! especially my new french friends. they are extremely friendly. happy happy happy. they made me happy. (: well, what one of my french friend did was, he actaully sent me pictures of France, Paris, where he lives! isnt it cool?! all the extremely beautiful buildings! very nice. i want, i must and i will go France! er...one fine day. heh heh. but first, i must look for a job first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym today. burnt of quite some calories. started to prepare for the big walk. yea, exactly 21 more days to the 10km walk. aiya, small fry. HAHAHAHAHA. i wanna do 42km end of this year. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after gym, went home, sat awhile, and went to holland V with my younger sis and cousin. went puppy-looking. aaawwww, i love puppies! really hope i can have one of my own. the thing is that my aunty and mom will kick me out of the house if i keep a pet. )=  maybe i'll persuade my dad to at least let me keep a little bird at home. HAHAHAHAHAHA. eh, dont think dirty ar. especially debbo-LAH LIM KOPI! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i never bang bang ar. hahaha. die, muffia blood wanna kill me. then i managed to fight all temptations when i was holland V. all the sinful food after gyming? NO WAY! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! i wanna study hard. bye bye everyone. i also dont know study what now. haha, probably study how to be rich within 1 day. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114640755375526066?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114640755375526066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114640755375526066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114640755375526066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114640755375526066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114624311371609085</id><published>2006-04-28T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:51:53.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad and busy</title><content type='html'>today's a sad and busy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about yesterday first. i went back to NYP. had lunch with Marcel, then tried to look for my supposingly-to-be-my-form teacher. and she isnt in. i waited for almost 2 hours for her alright. let me tell you. i really hate NYP. made me wait 3 hours on the 13th april, and now, 2 hours again. FECK YOU ARSE SCHOOL. then went home, cleared my emails, and sent an email to that teacher, told her how long i've been waiting, how hard i've been trying to get to see her. then went for my indo lessons with my mom. then went home. check my mail. alright, the teacher apologised. apologies accepted. appointment made, 11am friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i woke up at 8.45am. off my alarm clock, went back to sleep. woke up at 10am. die, late to meet the teacher. rushed out of house lor. then i forgot to bring rx's thumbdrive to print her lecture notes, and i forgot to bring my driving the card. then in the end, i met the teacher at 1.30pm. ya, i waited lor. you tell me lar, how patient i am. VERY AH! 101% patient lor. then i've got the withdrawal form, confirmation slips, all the important stuffs lar. then i have to go through the course administrator, Ms Chee Ming Loo. She still remember me. then she say she's disappointed that im leaving the school, say i naughty girl...blah blah blah. hahahaha. i almost wanted to cry lar, 'cos she's a very nice teacher. then before i left, i met my ex-stats tutor, the very gay guy. but he's really nice too. gonna miss him too. then i managed to settle everything within 30 mins. walked from the office, to the library, to the student affair office, to the business admin centre, back to the customer service office...all at different locations, far from each other lor. then went to meet my dad at bukit gombak. he passed me my driving card, went the driving centre with me, waited for me, fetched me to SIM, dropped me off, and went off "marketing" at Jelita Cold Storage. the SIM interview, it sucked totally. the interviewees, they were the course administrator and the economics lecturer. they adviced me to study music instead. they said many things that really broke my heart lar. im sad. but still, im determined to get into that school, do real well, study really hard, be offered a place in LSE in UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now when i was practising piano, i suddenly broke down. i cried so hard i actually scare my dad. must be the hormones thingy. i damn stress lar. i also dont know about what. actually..i think it's about what i really want to do in future. aiya...I REALLY DONT KNOW! URGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like closing down this blog. so sian. i really have no mood to blog anymore. i'll see how. au revoir a tout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114624311371609085?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114624311371609085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114624311371609085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114624311371609085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114624311371609085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/sad-and-busy.html' title='sad and busy'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114606797253448488</id><published>2006-04-26T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:12:52.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola! me llano rongshan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, im learning spanish now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's better than yesterday. less slacking. woke up at 10am. lie around, till 10.30am. had breakfast, showered, went ngee ann to look for many many people. met debbo-bobo-ah-gogo first, then met Mai to take back money, met Cherisa to take back money and french file, met Hong Jun to take back tuner and he helped me change the guitar strings, then went for lunch together. met quite a number of tanglinians. Aaron, Zibin, Germaine, Chee Fat, Cliff, Vanessa, Chin Yee, Loh Ying, Abdullah...many more, i cant remember. then i joined debbo for her lecture. her teacher, tsk tsk, damn act cute. i've nothing to say. but i must say. hahaha. that. nyp is really a boring school. the atmosphere between these 2 schools, totally different. then after that, went to meet RX and Vanessa to go Central walk walk. haha, blokren engrish againsXxZ. heh. had bubble tea, then went to big bookshop, loitered around, then bought ice-cream, and we walked home together. showered, and prepared to go to the gym. played a little guitar before leaving house. yay, today's gym session was great. love it. cant wait to go again tomorrow. (: then practised piano intensively. and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, last night i dreamt of my darling dear dear love love love daniel radcliffe. hahahaha. no lar. not wet dream lar. i was a talk show host(probably because i watched too much Oprah Winfrey Show lol). and Dan was the guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have 2 piano competitions coming up. cant wait cant wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've just started to look for penpals around the world. and now, i have a few friends from different parts of the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, tomorrow's another long day. bye bye everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114606797253448488?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114606797253448488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114606797253448488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114606797253448488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114606797253448488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/hola-me-llano-rongshan.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114595880368298371</id><published>2006-04-25T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:53:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobs jobs</title><content type='html'>everyone! if you all have any job lobangs hor, tell me okay. im really bored, poor and blah blah blah. i've been searching for jobs since yesterday afternoon till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tomorrow going NP to look for people. take money back. and get my guitar strings changed, get my tuner back, take back my earphones, then see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. im so bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114595880368298371?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114595880368298371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114595880368298371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114595880368298371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114595880368298371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/jobs-jobs.html' title='jobs jobs'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114588032811457968</id><published>2006-04-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:34:33.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frull</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a boring day. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to JTC building to look for job, then went ice-skating with rx. yay, im improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE" is a really incredible, fabulously entertaining show! and now, i'm so "attracted" to Mambo. beautiful sexy dance. love it. especially Ryan the hip hop dancer who did it so perfectly superb man. i really nothing to say. it's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'll continue to search for job, then go gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i dont have anything much to say. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114588032811457968?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114588032811457968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114588032811457968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114588032811457968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114588032811457968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/frull.html' title='frull'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114571438097787170</id><published>2006-04-22T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T21:59:40.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remembered</title><content type='html'>oh,i remember what i wanted to say yesterday. ya, i miss band a lot. while waiting for my turn to perform, before the choir was the band performance. and when i saw felicia played the drumset, listened the band's tone and volume, really made me want to cry man. so nice!!! beautiful. well, i think maybe many of the band alumnis might think that im not loyal to band or i dont like band because i went to help the choir, or whatever, then i have nothing to say. i would LOVE to go back for band practice, it's just that im not free on Satudays. if i have nothing on Satuday, i'll definitely go back. or maybe im over-sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had another nightmare. about my ex-nyp-classmates. well, it will never happen, but it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before, i dreamt of my french teacher again, but he was a band conductor! hahaha, then he drove 2 other french classmates and i to clarke quay for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning started out badly. the kinda breakfast served, made me lose my appetite. then on my way to the mrt station, i accidentally stepped on a snail. a huge one. sorry lar, innocent one, when i walk, i dont see where im going, so too bad lar. but ok lar, i missed all my french classmates, and my teacher too. very little turn up today. but still, lesson was very interactive. LOVE IT. but unfortunately, today is the last lesson for the term. so next week is a term break before the next term starts. and sad to say, the election day falls on the 1st lesson of the new term, which makes it a public holiday, and again, NO FRENCH! )= SO SAD! 2 LONG WEEKS OF NO FRENCH! I THINK IM GOING TO DIE! BOO~~~ nvm, i revise at home. after that, went to pay for my school fees, and get my certificate. then went home for lunch, practised my piano, listened to songs on my lappy, then left house to meet my mom and help my younger sister register her SIM card. went shopping then went home for dinner. et voila! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like learning Italian or Spanish now leh. must finish Indo and French first. Japanese can learn at home. heh heh. LINGUIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss debbo-lah already. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, tonight channel 5, there's hugh jackman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114571438097787170?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114571438097787170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114571438097787170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114571438097787170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114571438097787170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/remembered.html' title='remembered'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114563385881613661</id><published>2006-04-21T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:37:38.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good</title><content type='html'>YAY! so happy. my dad always buy the hongkong &lt;&lt;mlk&gt;&gt; magazine, and this time, it is THE BRITISH ISSUE! WHEE~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay yay. i found the vintage luggage and trunk on ebay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot i have another good news to share. = nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114563385881613661?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114563385881613661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114563385881613661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114563385881613661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114563385881613661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/good.html' title='good'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114562828097841582</id><published>2006-04-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:48:14.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tss</title><content type='html'>hello hello. woke up really late this er...afternoon. heh. my eye bags are getting heavier. ): must sleep early, wake up early. then practised piano, watched tv, revised my french, then left house go TSS. okay lar, choir still as fun lor. then hongjun, joel and fahmy came back to visit the choir. then hongjun told lots of dirty jokes. then went down to perform already. today's performance not bad. then met Mr Tan, Mr Wong, Ms Tan(both D. and P.), Mai, Joyce, Mark, Felicia, aiya..many many people lar. then walked home. changed, watching Amazing Race now. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today just seems so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! FRENCH LESSON TOMORROW! WHEE!!!!!! havent seen my french teacher for almost 2 weeks. ): must do my homework after watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! finally, im stress-free again. now just gotta concentrate on hunting a good job, and focus on my basic theory test. hahaha. cannot fail again lar, throw face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week i must really hit the gym, touch my music theory work, revise my music history, get hired, hmm..I WANNA SWIM! hahahahaha. and go np meet Mai and HJ for lunch with RX and Debbo-LAH. hhaahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna join the Amazing Race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go Greece, India, China, Mongolia, Turkey, Russia, Australia, New Zealand, England, Ireland, Scotland, US, Thailand, Spain, Germany, Italy, France, South Africa...-and the list goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114562828097841582?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114562828097841582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114562828097841582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114562828097841582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114562828097841582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/tss.html' title='tss'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114554395016329584</id><published>2006-04-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:39:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>did i mention that when i found out i was officially out from that effin' freaking school, i have been smiling non-stop? so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at 10.45am, because my neighbour was complaining that my toilet was leaking, affecting them. aiya, it's their fault lar. they didnt seal that hole properly. then watched TV until 1pm, showered, ate lunch, then went out with debbo-bobo-ah-gogo! hahaha.walked around Shaw Centre, watched movie &lt;&lt;keeping&gt;&gt;. NICE MOVIE! i give it 2 thumbs up. hee hee. because it's so much better than &lt;&lt;the&gt;&gt;.  then went to Far East walked around. RX &amp; Debbie bought FAKE birkies. hahaha. then went to the stripey and retro shops that i've always wanted to go. then went down to get my color contacts. i was choosing between purple or green. in the end i took purple. next time when school term starts, i'll buy green one. hee hee. then we took a bus to Holland V. for dinner. walked around, went to FOS and urgh! i splurged on 2 pairs of pants! next time when i go out, i MUST leave my ATM card at home. bring it out, definitely spend a lot. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday i went out in the evening to meet Yvonne. we chatted for an hour and a half! so long never meet lar! then she passed to me the DVDs i ordered from her. went home, watched American Idols, then watched Brokeback Mountain, followed by Chicken Little, then i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss my french teacher a lot man. i dreamt of him again last night. hai, alright, i shan't pon french lesson in future. i promise. =X ok lar..i try lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching King Kong now. I LOVE ADRIEN BRODY! muacks muacks muacks! oh ya, did i mention that my french teacher looks like Adrien Brody?  YES! i love my man scrawny, with sexy voice. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like King Kong.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE Franz Ferdinand.&lt;br /&gt;i love Jack Hughman.&lt;br /&gt;i love Alex Kapranos.&lt;br /&gt;i love Adrien Brody.&lt;br /&gt;i love Orlando Bloom.&lt;br /&gt;i love Johnny Depp.&lt;br /&gt;i love Daniel Radcliffe.&lt;br /&gt;i love William Mooseley.&lt;br /&gt;i love many many men.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many people owe me money. and i owe Van money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. tmr i have a performance at TSS. im paid. i think i said this before. hahaha. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE SOUND OF YOU WALKING AWAY, WALKING AWAY~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114554395016329584?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114554395016329584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114554395016329584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114554395016329584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114554395016329584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114542533461840848</id><published>2006-04-19T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:16:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>it's feel great to be back in singapore! i miss everything and everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall continue blogging from thursday ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday (day 1)&lt;br /&gt;I HATE NYP! FUCKING EFFIN IDIOTIC KNNBCCB SCHOOL! im really frustrated with this school. i tell you. i even bothered to travel all the way to that effin school for 1 hour, and i waited 2 hours to get my form to withdraw from that effin school. and firstly, i went to the customer service office. queued up, waited for quite some time, then they say i have to go to my faculty student office there to get the withdrawal form then go back to them. so i went to my business building there to ask for help. then who knows, no one was at the counter. i waited so long, then a lecturer came over. he said i need to look for my PEM to get the withdrawal form. so i went up to Ms Neo's office, but she was on leave on that afternoon till monday. what the hell lar. so Dr Badri asked me to look for Ms Chee Ming Loo, but Ms Chee was having a meeting until 5pm. then i went back to the customer service office to tell them what happen, and it was already 5.30pm, and i have to be at Vanessa's house at 6pm. you tell me lar, tell me how fucking lousy the school management is. and i still have to go to my french school's library to return my french storybooks. the customer service officer asked me to write a letter. then i wrote one whole page of what actually happen. then rushed to my french school. on the way there, i was so damn angry, i actually burst out into tears. im not sad to leave that fucking NYP, but really extremely angry they wasted my time, and i was so tight on time at that moment. then i reached Van's place at 7.10++pm. rested awhile, then we all left her house at 8pm to Malaysia. surprisingly, there wasnt any jams on the way there. then we watched a korean movie in the car. reached Malacca at 12mn. had the satay steamboat kinda buffet style for supper. food was superb and really cheap! then we slept over at Van's grandparent's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday (day 2)&lt;br /&gt;woke up early in the morning. had duck noodles and fishballs for breakfast. and their fishballs is not the normal kinda white big ones you know. it's real fish meat, made into small distorted shape. hahaha, but really VERY NICE. and the duck noodles, not what you see in singapore one. then we went to the bus station to catch the morning bus to KL. it was 1 and a half hours' time ride to KL bus station. then we took a cab to sungei wang. walked around and shopped from 12pm till 5pm. i bought a Narnia top and Narnia bag. had tepanyaki for lunch. then had to rush to take the last bus up to genting. we took a train to KL central to change to bus. we ran up to the ticket counter and acted as if we were in the Amazing Race, and i played with my fake british accent, people actually turned around and gave me a wierd look. SO FUN! hahaha. then we just missed the bus, so we had to wait for one hour for the next bus. shopped around, bought dried mangoes, bubble gums, and a pair of red shoes. stayed over at Van's grandparent's condo at Genting. had popiah for dinner. damn nice! after dinner, we went up to genting highlands to shop at 9pm. walked around then went back to sleep at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday (day 3)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am. had roti canai for breakfast. then showered and took a cable car up to Genting with Van's granny. she so cute lar. then we went to the theme park while van's granny went casino. we played all the rides and games! SO FUN! especially the superman ride, and the one that goes way up high then suddenly drops down. wah lao, that one made me feel like as if i jumped down the building 3 times, commit suicide. damn scary. the roller coaster ride was great! then we had wanton mee for lunch. after lunch, we continued shopping, kill time, take the indoor rides. soon, we went to meet Van's parents, grandparents, and aunty, uncle and cousin. walked around. Van and RX did manicure while Van's cousin and i waited. after which, we went for dinner at their kinda "Marche". then RX, Van and i went to catch a movie, The Wild. then went back to sleep at 12mn. and guess what. because it was a saturday, and i was supposed to attend my french class, but i ponned, and so, i ended up dreaming of my french teacher! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday (day 4)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am, had dim sum and prawn noodles for brunch. again, their kind of prawn noodles is not like what we have in singapore. totally different. then went back to shower, pack up, then drove down to KL, check in the hotel, throw our barangs barangs in the room, and went to ice-skate at Pyramid from 2pm till 4.30pm. and HOI! YO! BIG MOMMA HERE, ACTUALLY CAN WALK ON ICE SAFELY AFTER 5 YEARS! YO! YO! YO! CHECK IT OUT MAN! hahahaha. so happy. soon, i'll be going to the rink in singapore with RX. hahaha. after skating, we had dunkin' donuts, then we sent Van's mom back to singapore, and continued shopping at Sunway. had bah kut teh for dinner. that restaurant was really crowded cos' it is famous. Van's cousin nose bleed due to intensive digging, rubbing and blowing. then went back to hotel. then Van's another cousin came over and gave us a surprise visit. brought us to play pool. fun. then went back to sleep at 12mn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday (day 5)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9.30am. wanted to take a good bath since we're finally in a hotel, but who knows, the water was damn effin' hot, i actaully scalded my foot. so in the end, i had to dry wash myself. then Van's cousin came and pick us up after we've checked out the hotel. then we went to his place to put our barang barangs. after which, we had brunch, and went to 1 Utama to shop. bought my Aviator glasses and stickers with my name. had A&amp;W in the late afternoon. and had roti boy, peanut butter french toast. then we travelled by train all by ourselves(rx+van+me) to KLCC, then took cab to sungei wang again. the cabby actually thought we were really travellers. hahaha. walked around because there wasnt anything much. then we walked to Berjaya Time Square. jay-walked across the road, it was a scary and unforgettable experience. Van's uncle came to fetch us to some Pasar Malam. ya, went to Pasar Malam instead of Chee Cheong Kai. i was quite disappointed, really. because one of my purpose of going to Malaysia was to go Chee Cheong Kai. but nvm lar. cos' Van's aunt said that thing there ain't that cheap, and Chee Cheong Kai was far, not very convenient for her to bring us there after work. and the Pasar Malam, nothing much lar. didnt get anything at all. helped me save some money. but, alright lar, got to try fried ice cream for the first time. oh, and there were many beggars along the pasar malam. then went to Van's cousin's place to sleep. we all slept quite early that night, cos' all of us were dead-beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday (day 6)&lt;br /&gt;woke up from a beautiful nightmare. the dream was that i had 3 admirers! ya, laugh all you want lar. damn funny. then in the end, i ended up with this hot Italian hunk. damn extremely very the handsome lar. tall, dark, muscular. i was so shocked lor, i actually woke up at 5.30am, my heart pumping hard and fast. so scary. i cant imagine myself with a man lar. eh, but i also cant imagine myself with a woman also lar. hahaha. then went back to sleep, woke up at10am. left Van's cousin's place with our barang barangs at 11am for brunch. had chicken rice. and the chicken rice was just RM2.50 and the portion was huge. then we did last minute shopping at a nearby shopping centre, and i managed to fish out a Polo T. then we took a train down to KL central and rushed to our train back to Singapore. we really ran like crazy around the station to get food and drinks. then we slept through the whole journey, snacked, drink, played bingo, looked at sceneries, lots of plantations, cows, chickens. and the time taken to travel by train from KL to Singapore was 7 and a half hours! then when we reached the Custom, had to check our bags. Van smuggled 2 DVDs, and the officer actually really dug deep into her bag, and kept asking her if she brought in any CDs. hahaha. then was RX's turn. she brought bubblegums in. put the bubblegums in the food bag. and suay suay, the officer checked the food bag instead of her bag. but fortunately, the officer couldnt find the bubblegum! then i smuggled 2 computer games(harry potter and narnia). the officer didnt even want to check my bag! hahahahaha. when we reached singapore, Van's dad came to fetch us, then we had supper at Pasir Panjang, then went to their place to collect all our stuffs, and finally reached HOME! so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried out my computer games. damn sian diao. can upload, cannot play! shit man. but nvm, i've already asked my piano teacher to get me new ones at JB. heh heh, i'll still get to play it. if still cant play, i'm really going to get the real ones from UK already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to start writing songs about my trip to Malaysia, and songs about my dreams. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee...so loving my life now. so shiok. but sian, next week gotta go look for jobs already, cos i still have 3 months before my school term starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next trip. batam, then philippines, then bangkok. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're so much better at holiday, we work only when we need to spend.&lt;br /&gt;we'd turn into bananas, and split when in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, gonna start hitting the gyms next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh...im so happy. ok, im going to watch my DVDs. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114542533461840848?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114542533461840848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114542533461840848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114542533461840848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114542533461840848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114486170686311550</id><published>2006-04-13T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T01:08:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>debbo-bobo-ah-gogo told me that my entry was short. ok lor. i'll lengthen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, im going to miss my french lesson. SO SAD! i'll miss my teacher a lot! and er..my classmates too. hahaha. gonna miss indo lessons too. that one, nvm one. gonna miss my daddy. he went japan 1 week, and on the day he comes back to singapore, im going to KL for 5 days. how sad. im going to miss having so much fun with my cockroach fwen, debbo-bobo-ah-gogo. ): gonna miss my piano SO MUCH! and my guitar too. gonna miss my gwend-mudder. miss my mommy. and cockroach say im gonna put on more weight when im in KL. ): dont want leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. longer already? i really dont know what to type already im too tired to think of anything. anyway, gotta sleep now, cos tmr im waking up early to watch Amazing Race. heh. night peeps. dont miss me ar. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I LOVE ALEX KAPRANOS! I WANNA MARRY HIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HASTA LA VISTA BAYBEH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114486170686311550?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114486170686311550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114486170686311550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114486170686311550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114486170686311550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114485077188667193</id><published>2006-04-12T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T00:12:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonjour</title><content type='html'>bonjour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, today, today. i woke up early. at 9.15am. because i dont want to be late, if not later SOMEONE blame me again, then she'll elope with SOMEONE else. hahaha. yay. then today i dressed like my darling dear-dear Alex Kapranos. hee hee. took a bus down to Suntec. went to Millenia Walk first. rx went to jitterbugs to enrol for turning and jumps lessons, then i think i'll join later. either ballet or tap dance lar. then went down to this music shop to get application form to join piano competition. (: yes, im still joining. then walked to Marina for Carl's Jr. wah lao, i think i order wrong thing lar. everything so big and much. terribly sinful to eat so much. couldnt even stand after eating. then walked around, down to city link, then to Peninsular Plaza to get my guitar strings. met yiling, chatted with her. WAH LAO! i kena cheated lar. my bloody classical guitar...URGH! im so gonna sell it, then buy an electric accoustic one from yiling's shop. then walked around, went to Raffles, sat around, then finally walked a LONG way to the bus stop. then rushed to Tanglin lor. was late. met many old tanglinians. missed everyone there. practised with them. then met ms doreen tan. chatted with her. then walked home. watching Chicago now. and im so inspired to dance, sing and act at the same time!!! ok. one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MEN! hahaha. Richard Gere, Daniel Radcliffe, Alex Kapranos, Michael Flatley, William Mooseley, Prince William, Adrien Brody, Orlando Bloom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tomorrow's a great day. firstly, Amazing Race in the morning. secondly, off to NYP to withdraw. then go watch movie take the lead. lastly, OFF TO KL FOR HOLIDAY TILL TUESDAY NIGHT! whee. people, i'll be gone. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll be getting a new haircut at malaysia. see how lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. my dad is coming back from japan soon. real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar. dear all people, do take care when im not around ok. too bad i cant entertain you anymore until next tuesday. hahaha. i'll miss debbo-bobo-ah-gogo! and everyone! bye bye. au revoir! A la prochaine samedi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114485077188667193?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114485077188667193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114485077188667193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114485077188667193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114485077188667193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/bonjour.html' title='bonjour'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114477000255887943</id><published>2006-04-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:40:02.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chilli</title><content type='html'>i love eating chilli. and here's a qoute i got from somewhere i read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food without chilli is like love without kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's another qoute, but i cant remember what it is already. but it's a good one though. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love debbo-bobo-ah-gogo! because she is so pervert. I LIKE IT! hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114477000255887943?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114477000255887943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114477000255887943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114477000255887943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114477000255887943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/chilli.html' title='chilli'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114473416572834117</id><published>2006-04-11T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T13:52:46.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>im so tired. slept late last night, woke up early this morning because have to take the basic theory test. and guess what? i failed. =( well, not many people passed though. my music teacher and rx failed too. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to pack my "luggage" later. then study and do my music theory work, practice piano, study french and indo. if weather's good, i shall go for a walk. if not, stay home and watch hi5. then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. cant wait for tmr! going out with debbo-bobo-ah-gogo and xiao xing. hahahaha. go job hunting. hopefully can get one easily. and get a GOOD one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is still 3 months and 3 weeks plus for me before my school term starts. and i want to learn as many things as possible during this perios of time. go work, play guitar&amp;amp;sing song, learn tap dance, french, indo, drive car, music history, harmony and composing, go for acting class. after i've completed learning indo and french, the next 3 languages im targeting on is Spanish, German and Japanese. yay. grow up become a linguist. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for thursday to come. going back to NYP to terminate and withdraw! whee. then im really officially out of THAT school. then thursday morning there is Amazing race, thursday noon there is piano lessons, and thursday night, to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i might be going to Philippines from the 28th of May for 8 or 9 days. haha. my maid said it'd be like Simple Life for me. but my mother asked me what about my Bangkok trip. die. i dont know if i should go both, or just go one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WORK! EARN LOTS OF MONEY! GO HOLIDAY! BUY LOTS OF CLOTHES! I WANT TO GIVE MY BEDROOM AN EXTREME MAKEOVER! hahaha. too much reality tv shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114473416572834117?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114473416572834117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114473416572834117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114473416572834117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114473416572834117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114466499245036552</id><published>2006-04-10T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:29:52.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disturbed</title><content type='html'>i am so disturbed by my aunty. ya, the one who retired. so irritating. yesterday night, she kept spiking me with sarcasm. ok, good, nevermind, i tolerate, i'll just continue to ignore you. then last night i slept late because i got hooked to listening to music. she came over at 9am to wake me up. what a fucker man. then after that, whole that i had a headache, all thanks to her. why cant she just mind of own business man. leave me alone lar, i have my own life to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just played piano, online, surfing around, until 4pm, i went for a walk-cum-jog for one and a half hours, rushed home just in time to watch the ending of hi-5. now im watching the Oprah show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, there's something i want to talk about. i was reading the new paper just now, and on the second page, JC student looks down on Poly students. haiya, this debate is quite endless. what i want to say is that we all have a choice whether we want to go to JC or Poly, sometimes, it may be because of good results, but most of the time, it's passion that leads us to where we want to be. like many people would agree that, it doesnt mean that if you're in a JC then you're smarter than Poly students. well, JC, Poly and ITE are just alternatives and options for secondary school leavers to continue their education. at the end of the day, everyone would end up at the same place, either work or university. and to those JC people who are arrogant, dont be, you'll regret. because you never know, whether your boss actually graduated from poly, or even ITE. and Poly people, dont think that you're smart than JC or ITE people when it comes to the streets. every here have a life to lead, and we'll surely go through the same thing, it's just a matter of time when we learn how to be street smart. everyone have different level of maturity time. and no one is stupid. i think when sparks fly in this kind of intellectual situation, this kind of sensitive issue, it is because people just dont show respect. i have some JC friends who think that JC people can speak and write very well, so Poly students must be cheena. eh, cheena so what. next time in future, the world would be depending on China's economy, or India's. you think you now ang moh ang moh jia kang dang very big ar? please lar. that's so naive. i mean, we are who we are. whether our english is good or bad, just shut up lar. this is life. you're bound to meet different types of people. i admit, my english sucks. so what (to arrogant JC people only)? if you're feeling guilty, then you must be the head big arrogant ones lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im starting to type nonsensically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..i was just reminded that i have the high way code test tomorrow. and shit lar, i didnt really study in depth. die die die. hopefully can pass man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to fly. i want to leave this place. help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114466499245036552?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114466499245036552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114466499245036552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114466499245036552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114466499245036552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/disturbed.html' title='disturbed'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114456738050378906</id><published>2006-04-09T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:23:00.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>acheache</title><content type='html'>argh. stomachache for 1 whole week! now my legs are like jelly jelly lar. seriously, i think there is a problem with my stomach man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday felt so sunday to me. hmm, no no. actually everyday is like sunday to me lar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, last night, i dreamt of Franz Ferdinand again! whee. so happy. i dreamt that i just woke up, and heard them singing at my house downstairs! then when i look out of the window, it was really them! then i rushed to brush my teeth, and change, and go down to meet them. then suddenly they stopped playing and sings while i was looking for a nice big book for them to autograph in, and my maid answered the door and shouted to me that someone special's here to see me. and guess who it was......? IT WAS NICK FROM FRANZ FERDINAND! he came over to borrow some CDs from me. hahaha. then we chatted awhile, and i dont think he understood what i was talking about because of my Singapore english. hahahaha, but at least he answered me whenever i asked him something. then he went down first, to meet up with his band members, told him i'll be right down after i found that book for them to sign. in the end, i grabbed my guitar down, because they were about to leave. then i woke up. URGH! i didnt get to meet Bob, Paul and Alex! :( nevermind, i'll continue dreaming. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sian. going to pack my room soon. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114456738050378906?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114456738050378906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114456738050378906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114456738050378906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114456738050378906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/acheache.html' title='acheache'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114449354708896337</id><published>2006-04-08T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:56:35.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ache</title><content type='html'>yodelay-hee-hoo~ holla people. last night i slept late, and woke up early this morning. wore my new green&amp;white polo T. (: today's french lesson was GREAT! SO FUN! i LOVE french! then rushed to suntec to collect my number tag for the big walk. on the way there, i met mark lee and irene ang. then took a bus home. reached home, havent sit for 5 mins, have to leave to help my grandmother with the sao mu thingy. was very annoyed with my irritating stupid cousin. i've been tolerating with her for a long time. this time, enough is enough. i've decided not to talk to her for the time being, if not i tell you, i'll just slap her across that bloody oily face. then finally went home, had early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, tomorrow's sunday. i think im going out. if not, i'll be packing my room again. haha. i love my things neat and tidy. and probably do a little drawing lar. havent touched my pencils and drawing papers for a long time. maybe i'll go town for awhile. aiya, see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgay, to my NYP friends, i've deleted some of you in my msn contacts. because i dont have enough space to add new contacts. im sorry. but too bad, i need those space badly. well, actually not just you guys lar, i've deleted contacts who were my NCO friends, Aussie friends, and others. all except my beloved nanhuaprifriends and tanglinmates. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sleepy and tired today! insufficient sleep. i think im going to practice piano, study french, and sleep early tonight. tata peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114449354708896337?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114449354708896337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114449354708896337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114449354708896337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114449354708896337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/ache_08.html' title='ache'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114441033811352200</id><published>2006-04-07T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:40:29.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayness</title><content type='html'>hello hello. yesterday i didnt blog because, nah, i wasnt busy, just that nothing much to blog lar. a slacking day for me. woke up at 12pm, then played piano, did my music homework, continued playing piano, had piano lessons, then continued playing piano. whee, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i LOVE LOVE LOVE music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i couldnt sleep. not just that, i had 2 nightmares in one night. bad enough bad enough. the 1st nightmare was worse. i actually saw my younger sister being threatened to kill herself, and i saw her die in front of me. &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; really freaked me out. woke up, breathing hard, sweating like shit. the second one was better but still a nightmare. alright, i didnt want to say out lar. but, nvm lar, it was just a dream. i dreamt that...i was making love with Bob! bob is the bass guitarist in Franz Ferdinand. wah lao, i have no idea how come ive become so.....dirty minded. very lar. at least if i was with Alex, &lt;em&gt;still ok lar&lt;/em&gt;, i happy, but still disgusted. argh!!! must go for brainwash. i want a tall, dark, handsome and hot doctor. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE! im so darn happy today. yay yay. here's what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10am. left house at 10.30am. then meet debbo-bobo-ah-gogo. hee hee. took a bus down to Queensway shopping centre. i reached there at 11am, and the shop which i wanted to visit only opens at 2.30pm. wah, i really sian ji bua. so we went over to have &lt;strong&gt;SHUI JING BAO!&lt;/strong&gt; and it's damn delicious lar! love love love love love it! then took a bus to Marina to loiter and shop. met my mommy at Suntec. yay. i've registered for &lt;strong&gt;the New Paper big walk&lt;/strong&gt;. i joined the competitive one, while rx and debbo joined the fun walker one. then we walked around, trying clothes. debbo bought a lovely blouse which didnt have my size. of course i was sad lar, but im happy for her lar. at least i get to see that blouse on someone i love. (: met cherisa and friend too. then we walked to Marina. went to Dorothy Perkins first, and aiyo, so many &lt;em&gt;swee swee&lt;/em&gt; things! but in the end, i bought a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&amp;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; striped polo t-shirt. then went to Fox. saw a white blouse which was 33bucks. i was thinking whether to buy it or not, because i dont know what to wear it with. debbo suggested i wear it with a fanciful bra. hee hee, cannot lar, if i wear it that way, every men who sees me at the street will nose bleed and ask for my number. hee hee. so we went to Yoshinoya to grab a bite first, while i was still thinking whether to get that blouse. after eating, we continued walking around, &lt;em&gt;look-see-kill-time-try-clothes&lt;/em&gt;, then went back to Fox to get that blouse. yay. (: then we walked to the bus stop outside my territory, &lt;em&gt;a.k.a&lt;/em&gt; Esplanade(lol), and i took a bus back to Queensway shopping centre, while debbo took a bus down to town(wow, it rhymes!) and rx headed straight home to sleep. my initial plan was to go Peninsula Plaza first, to get new strings for my guitar, then down to Queensway. nvm, can always get it another day. and yay! the shop which i wanted to visit was finally opened, and yes! i tried that &lt;strong&gt;black&amp;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; striped long sleeve shirt&lt;/strong&gt;, which was exactly like what Franz Ferdinand members wore for their clip in "Do You Want To", and it fits me just nice! YAY YAY YAY! SO DAMN HAPPY! now, i just have to look for that black drain-pipe pants. heh heh. bought the Modern Rock #2 CD. (: yea, then met someone else. shall not elaborate. took a bus home, and met Dilys again! what a coincidence. last saturday i was at PS alone, and i met her. yea, then we chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i think i spent about 100bucks today. broke. real broke this time. ok lar, not exactly. because i have people who still owe me money, which sums up to about a hundred bucks too. and so, everything just off sets! hahaha. im neither poor nor rich now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, i have french lessons tomorrow! WHEE! so happy. last lesson for the term. sure learn lots of things tomorrow. and urgh, i havent done my homework yet, and havent read my french storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian, the person who gave me my number tag for the big walk forgot to give me another extra tag for competitive runners. and so, that means, tomorrow i have to make an extra trip down to Suntec just to get it. &lt;em&gt;hai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, tomorrow im going to &lt;em&gt;sao mu&lt;/em&gt; with my grandma, aunties, uncles, and cousins. yay. we're going to climb mountain, and sing songs, have lots of fun. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbo-bobo-ah-gogo &lt;em&gt;a.k.a cockroach&lt;/em&gt;! can i go to your place on monday or tuesday afternoon? hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go town on wednesday evening, after returning my books at Alliance Francaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. going to do my french homework, and hope i dont get anymore nightmares. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114441033811352200?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114441033811352200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114441033811352200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114441033811352200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114441033811352200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/yayness.html' title='yayness'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114424758134806393</id><published>2006-04-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:33:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scrumtilicious!</title><content type='html'>man, best day of the...erm, week? hahaha. i had a very scrumptious dinner! best of the best food! then went over to queensway shopping centre to buy shoes. yay, i've got a new adidas leather shoes! whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my dad's flying to japan tomorrow. WITHOUT ME! =( i told him that i should go, then i can be his assistant, and accompany him, and take care of him for my mother. hahaha. but, aiya, i also cant go. cos the theory highway code test thingy is next wednesday. nvm, i'll still have chance to go. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! I FOUND IT! I FOUNT IT!!! SO HAPPY! i found the franz ferdinand red&amp;black horizontal long sleeve shirt! OMG! and im so gonna get it on friday when im out again. cant wait for friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i found another franz ferdinand blogskin, also quite nice, but i also like this leh. how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE ALEX! from franz ferdinand lar. he's so tall, so handsome, so lanky, skinny, er...his voice..SO SEXY! argh! i want him. okay, i'll be good, so that santa will give me him for christmas. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, piano lessons tomorrow. cant wait to show ms chin what i've been practising. really, i feel that i've improved tremendously this week after practising for at least 3 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! im debbo-bobo-ah-gogo's spastic and retarded bestest goody-goody pwearmarly wan fwen! hahahahahahahaha. aiya, she's also my spastic and retarded bestest goody-goody "dou ji yen" pwearmarly wan fwen! hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've found many jobs, but heh, still dont feel like working YET. after April lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired today. i dont know why. i keep yawning non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i was asking my pwearmarly wan fwen cum neighbour Reuben, wear he bought the shirt in his display picture in friendster. asked him if he still remembers me. he said "yea, of course i remember you. you always pinch me in class." wah lao! hahaha. why cant he be nicer like, "yea, of course i remember you. you are so cute." heh. ya, i have very strong fingers. even my mom said that when i was young, i go around pinching people's arms, biting people's shoulder, crying for nothing, give lots of trouble to the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. I REALLY CANT WAIT TO GO OUT ON FRIDAY! whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alors, je suis fatigue. bonne nuit et au revoir. (: bon sejour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114424758134806393?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114424758134806393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114424758134806393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114424758134806393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114424758134806393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/scrumtilicious.html' title='scrumtilicious!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114421843234242414</id><published>2006-04-05T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T14:27:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>education</title><content type='html'>last night i chatted with my dad again. topic was about my education. my dad's plan was to make me study in SIM for 1 year, then go to SMU to complete the bachelor's program. then i asked what about going overseas. he said he'll send me to France to continue with french, if not UK for music. then i asked him why not just straight away send me there now. then he just continued drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MR YAP a.k.a DADDY a.k.a ATM! heh heh. my old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. xiao shan is going to design her own shirts. lol. dont laugh ar. trying only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. going out later. whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114421843234242414?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114421843234242414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114421843234242414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114421843234242414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114421843234242414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/education.html' title='education'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114413619619587178</id><published>2006-04-04T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:30:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ache</title><content type='html'>yay, another 2 person fell for the April Fool's joke. debbie and rx! hahahahaha. and rx still dont know it's a trick. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! maybe there are more that i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. christina might become my schoolmate! she was posted to NYP's IT course, and she's like me lar, rigid, die also dont wanna graduate from there. and she's checking out SIM, and im like a salesgirl lar, pushing the "product" to her. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh! ive been having tummy aches since this morning, till now. nvm, i think it's good, detox mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, tomorrow's my dad's birthday. told him i wanna cook for him, he say i better not, wait burn the house down. wah lao. -____________- so nice lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. everyday im doing the same thing, but im not bored. drink tea, read book, play piano, watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE?!&lt;br /&gt;YES! I THINK I CAN, AND I KNOW I CAN! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;dont be surprised to see me doing ballet hor. i used to be a ballerina when i was young okay. cannot imagine right? hai...those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;now im considering whether to take Tap-dancing, or continue ballet from where i stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i was chatting with debbo. then i realised i was really confused about what i want in life. i have too many choices to make. and what im doing now, is not exactly what i really want. i wanna go into the Arts you see. acting, playing piano, making music, exploring new genres, try dancing, painting and drawing, photography, it's just so interesting! then what have i chose? first, business. now, economics. well, i am interested in economics, and politics, and world history. heh, and im never into sports. because i hate to sweat. no wonder, the size. HAHAHAHAHAHA. nvm, being big isnt an offence what. heh. im like too ambitious lar. everything also wanna do. then in the end, i dont know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last night i had some serious talk with my dad. and i fount out some secrets about him. and of course, i learnt some things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i wanna go do some planning. then practice piano. then pack my study table again. and my bookshelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, people, enjoy while you can ar. school's starting soon for YOU, not me. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114413619619587178?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114413619619587178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114413619619587178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114413619619587178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114413619619587178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/ache.html' title='ache'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114405757132788375</id><published>2006-04-03T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:27:03.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stomachache</title><content type='html'>ah...pain pain. had the worst stomachache in my whole life today. i thought i had food-poisoning or what. then i realised i ate too much chili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, same as yesterday lor. practiced piano for like 3 hours, then i packed my wardrobe. yay, and watched hi-5! wow, i liked them since i was 12 years old, until now, 6 years already and they're still dancing and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a windy and rainy monday evening,&lt;br /&gt;in cold and dark room,&lt;br /&gt;drinking my hot tea and watching my TV,&lt;br /&gt;c'est la vie man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going back to packing my wardrobe, and when i finish packing, i'll wear my winter clothes, walk backwards into my wardrobe to meet mr Tumnus and visit Narnia. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, last night before i sleep, i was searching if my dear Alex K. have a girlfriend. and sad to say, he has one. )= so damn sad. and his girl, is also a singer from another indie britpop group, and she is so pretty looking, very model-look, very retro-ah-go-go style. aiya, ok lor, give her my Alex. i still have my Daniel Radcliffe. hahahahahaha. and one more thing, i read a gay story. almost wanted to cry. it's so brokeback. na, here's the webbie. &lt;a href="http://www.waxjism.org/outofcontrol/nicole/justboys2.html"&gt;http://www.waxjism.org/outofcontrol/nicole/justboys2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. someone fell for my April Fool's joke. well, i really received a letter from NP. but because i didnt send in my details in to them, and my medical check-ups thingy, so they informed me that im not registered in NP. hahahaha. ok lar, this time i've decided to just go straight to SIM. because NP first rejected me and made me cry like hell lar. i hate NP now. evil, stupid, selfish school. never give me chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, i wanna dance leh. but i dont know how!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114405757132788375?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114405757132788375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114405757132788375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114405757132788375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114405757132788375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/stomachache.html' title='stomachache'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114397494989022280</id><published>2006-04-02T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:49:10.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>c'est formidable!</title><content type='html'>great sunday. i stayed at home the whole day. and practiced my piano for 3 hours straight! yay. i love music. tonight i'll play for another 2 hours. wow, if i practice this much for one month everyday, i'll soon reach the professional level. cant wait cant wait. then later i'm packing my wardrobe, clearing the old clothes that i dont want. because, new clothes are coming in! hahahaha. "jiu de bu qu, xin de bu lai" eee...eerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oueis! ma vie, c'est formidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking english tea, on a rainy sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;listening to my piano playing, makes me feel un-gloom.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like singing, and making a video. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play my guitar, make good music.&lt;br /&gt;okay. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114397494989022280?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114397494989022280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114397494989022280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114397494989022280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114397494989022280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/cest-formidable.html' title='c&apos;est formidable!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114390851591998325</id><published>2006-04-02T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:21:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngee ann</title><content type='html'>oh ya. i forgot to tell the whole world! guess what now? this afternoon, i received a letter from Ngee Ann Poly that they are offering me a business course! and it's accountancy! omg. i dont know whether i should take it or not. THEY ARE ACTUALLY OFFERING ME A COURSE THERE NOW! hahahaha. omg. OMG. whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114390851591998325?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114390851591998325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114390851591998325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114390851591998325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114390851591998325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/ngee-ann.html' title='ngee ann'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114389622087203930</id><published>2006-04-01T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:58:38.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE SEARCH PARTY IS FINALLY OVER!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT?!&lt;/em&gt; MY IC HAS BEEN WITH MY FATHER ALL ALONG! SHIT! i even almost made a police report and just losing 100bucks to remake a new one. HENG AR! lucky for me, i stayed stubborn. no no, should say, i was determined that my IC is somewhere around. YAY! im not stressed anymore. YAY YAY! this means dad is probably giving me 100 sing bucks more to spend at KL. HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! FINALLY! TODAY, I'M FINALLY ON TIME FOR MY FRENCH LESSON FOR THIS TERM! hahaha. i woke up damn early lar, even though last night i slept 2am. left house early, because i cant stand my aunty. she came over to wake the whole family up, my dad woke up grumbling and complaining how sharp and loud her voice was, and she kept nagging me to change my T-shirt because it doesnt match my pants. she is so damn inconsiderate, and irritating. but, aiya, very generous and kind, anything also sponsor. must treat her nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i told my aunty i dont wanna join the rest of them to go to batam. today's lesson was kinda impotant because there was a wrap-up for the last whole unit's chapters, and a new unit's chapter. so much to learn. and i was so sleepy! by double eye-lid seems to appear as quadruple eye-lid, and i could see my nerves popping out around my eye-lids, all due to not having enough sleep. and i was so blur during lesson, kept giving all the careless answers. then after lessons, i went to Plaza Sing to meet my mom for awhile. some errands to run. then i decided to try the FOS at orchard again. then it was still early, so i decided to go to the warehouse sale at hougang. ok, it was my first time at hougang, and alone some more. the weather was so darn ****ing hot and humid. i was sweating like hell, and i think i stinked. and when i reached the warehouse, and i couldnt find the top that i saw and fell in love with at Dorothy Perkins. so sad. i searched high and low in the whole shop for around 45 mins, then finally gave up and ask the salegirl. heng ar, havent come in yet. probably 3 weeks later. wasted trip, but at least i know where the place is now. then walked back to Kovan, took a train down to Hougang, helped my mom returned her library book, walked around like a drunkard zombie, then dragged my legs to the interchange to take a bus home. wah lao, the journey home was so long lar! 1 hour 15 mins! i wanted to sleep, but i cant, because i was afraid i would over-sleep and miss my stop. then went home, slept from 5 to 7pm. had croissant and mushroom soup for dinner. watched the chicken rice war. nice movie, didnt watch the last time when it was out, because i thought it was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think April's gonna be a great month! (: going to KL and genting for 5 days! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, someone's so fierce. i didnt know you hated me so much. now look who's the hypocrite? it's you. i didnt even dislike you. "so now we can stop pretending we like each other so much." now what's that? i didnt even pretend! lol. you're the one who's pretending, my great actress. tsk tsk.  "school taught us how to tolerate with hypocrites." i think im the one tolerating with you, hypocrite, without even noticing myself tolerating you. hurhurhur!!! oh, so you think you've tolerated me so much ar? if i knew that, i would have chosen to stay in NYP and make you go crazy! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! so evil hor. "surely, we have great friends but some are just idiots who act as if they like you but in fact are scolding you behind your back. these, are sluts, bitches, and real fools. and because of these people, we have to act as if things are fine." wow, so im the idiot lar? hahaha. i didnt even bad mouth about you, or scold you behind your back. hmm, so i think that doesnt make me that idiot? hahahaha. and because of me, i made you a real top-graded actress! you can act so well man. impressive HYPOCRITE! -sniggers- tsk tsk. "ok, i guess im being bitchy here, but i just hate to bitch so much! oops, bitch are for irritating but nice looking people. guess im wrong. you dont even fit to be someone to be described as a bitch!" tsk tsk, how evil can you get. well, firstly, i dont think you know the RIGHT meaning for bitch lar. which kinda shows that you're stupid. secondly, yea, i may not be pretty looking, so? at least i dont even try to be a bimbo when i know im not pretty. well, did i irritate you? hahaha. i dont even talk to you most of the time, didnt even touch a single hair on your body. and people who are not good looking, but feels great at times, has high self esteem. and i am one of those people. i dare to admit leh. i dont think you have even have self esteem lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lar, im not angry or what. im, in fact, very surprised! and very amazed! and your english, very amusing. ya, i know, i dont speak or type good english, but at least i made the effort to TRY to do so. well, i've corrected your grammar mistakes for you. it's alright, you dont have to thank me for it. well, i have to try to insult you here, because wow, you've even admitted that that was your second post scolding me. well, lemme tell you lar, i dont feel a pinch from you. you might think because i have a thick layer of fat over my meat, so it doesnt hurt. well, it's because i didnt know you are such a horrible girl. and hey, you started throwing insults at me. twice some more. not scared i get my gangster friend to rape you ar? haha. (debbs, lets get zhiyang to help. LOL) well, i dont think they would even wanna rape you, you washing board. hahahahaha. ya, im proud of my boobs now. and one more thing, girl, you're trying to hard. YOU'RE A WANNA-BE! hahahahahahahahahahahaha. now, i really love that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. if you wanna throw all your insults at me, you're welcome man. im not going to fight back or what lar. im just gonna ignore you. why? you've already blocked and deleted me from msn when i dont even talk to you there. how childish you are. if you wanna start a cat-fight, by all means man. why? because i'll surely win you lar, buckteeth. im twice your size lor. try me if you dare. come on come on, start the trigger. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, so shiok to shoot people with words. though the words aren't as powerful as shanning's or loh ying's ones. and notice something, i didnt even scold you with the F words, or whatever you can offer as an chao ah lian. i seriously dont hate or dislike you at all. but, i think you're trying to be different lar. anyway, nice try. (: hahahahahaha. -sighs- it's a misfortune to me, to have come to know you as a friend. and a waste to you, to think im such a crap and sore eye to you. well then, bye bye to you. hasta la vista, baby! nah, you dont even fit to be my baby. can i use the word bitch here instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, people, if you're wondering who that person is, ask me personally lor. some of you might have already know who this person is, because i was doing some "research". so much for being analytical, i've finally come to realise that the world's a stage. and it's just so true. so many actors and actresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you made me remember an incident. when i was sec 4, my used-to be bestfriend in band started to hate me in sec 4 because i didnt want to go for band practice, because it's time to study for Os. and because of that, that friend of mine, actually concentrate more on hating me, and so failed her Os. wow. i didnt know i could make such a great impact on people. of course i felt sorry for her. but now, we're good friends again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh! i LOVE english now! i love words! just how powerful they can be! few letters come together go form a word. and few words come together to form a phrase, and more phrases together make sentences, many sentences form together to make a paragraph, many many paragraph forms a chapter, a few chapter forms a book, a few books makes up a collection! and bla bla bla. now i really wonder i didnt i take literature. then i would have studied Shakespear. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh die. i havent started my revision on O levels english and A maths. better start soon. and start doing my theory homework. start practising my piano. start going to Planet Fitness gym and try out bodypump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i think today's entry is particularly LONG. because of that person. hey! "because of you~~~" hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to eat apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deborah, i miss you! when are we going out together again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114389622087203930?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114389622087203930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114389622087203930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114389622087203930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114389622087203930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/04/over.html' title='OVER!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114381620256088616</id><published>2006-03-31T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T22:48:15.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch</title><content type='html'>WATCH THESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokeback mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starz.com/features/brokebackmountain/index.html"&gt;http://www.starz.com/features/brokebackmountain/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Live Live-Action of the Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.devilducky.com/media/42779/"&gt;http://www.devilducky.com/media/42779/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Portman Gangster Rap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yikers.com/video_natalie_portman_gangsta_rapper.html"&gt;http://www.yikers.com/video_natalie_portman_gangsta_rapper.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114381620256088616?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114381620256088616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114381620256088616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114381620256088616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114381620256088616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/watch.html' title='watch'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114381594728201658</id><published>2006-03-31T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T22:39:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never happy</title><content type='html'>hello people. woke up early this morning. to play badminton with debbo and rx. supposed to meet at 9am, but rx and i were late. sorry debbs. then we waited until 10am, and played till 12pm. the beginning was really fun, but later i started to become moody, because i have to go and make police report for lost IC. damn sian lar. urgh. then after playing, i went to swim. on the way to the swimming pool, we met our pwearmarly wan fwen Cliffy! hahahaha. so scared of us. then when i was at the swimming pool, i met weijian, sec 3 and 4 classmate. he was trying to act blur when he saw me lar, then i starred at him. in the end, he had no choice but to say hi. heh heh. my target was to swim 30 laps today, but unfortunately, at my 6th lap, it started to rain heavily. such luck. then walked home in my swimming costume, under the rain. so sexy. lol. then had lunch, showered, and left house, go Orchard jalan-jalan-kill-time-look-see. yay. i bought that arty cap. whee! and i bought a keychain with my initial. then walked around Taka with my younger sister. then ate as we walk around. and to my dismay, FOS at meridien wasnt opened because they were having stock taking. URGH! i was so disappointed. nvm, i shall go the holland village outlet tomorrow then. went to the music shop there, where my piano teacher always get my books from. ok lar, the place is quiet, which is kinda wierd for a music shop. thought they should probably play some light music mar. okay, then on the way to plaza singapura, at the pedestrian crossing road that, it started to rain heavily again. -____________- why must it rain when im out?! then went to my frequent visits. dorothy perkins. yay, gonna buy 2 tops there the next time i go out with debbo-bobo and rx. and heng ar, the Fila shoe i liked is still around. and at Fox shop, ok lar, just interested in some bottoms. then walked gift shops, then bought a skirt for my sister. ya, i cant believe too, i actually bought a skirt for her?! im changing. then rushed home to watch "beauty and the geek". unfortunately for me, i missed the first part of the show because i was caught in a traffic jam. but yay, at least the couple that i supported won the competition. then watched "Extreme Makeover- Home Edition". SO NICE! and SO TOUCHING! that show made me wanna study interior and exterior designing so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tomorrow is 1st of April. bet many people will play all the silly April Fools' jokes. and i am too. heh heh. be prepared people. i think tomorrow i better not make a police report for my lost IC. skarli the police thinks that im playing a prank on him. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double yay. because tomorrow is &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;/strong&gt; and what's on on saturday? ........*&lt;em&gt;drums roll&lt;/em&gt;*.........FRENCH LESSON! whee. and yay. i havent do my homework. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..i remember, when i was in secondary school, on April Fools' Day, i use to go around telling guys they didnt zip up. hahahaha. how silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is necessary for several reasons, and I completely understand that. After all, change is second nature to me -- the more sudden the better. well, i can really feel that im changing. so if you see a different me, dont be shock, im still me, but a changed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. was watching the bra-removing competition. so interesting. nothing dirty ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. i need to go and do my homework already. tata people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114381594728201658?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114381594728201658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114381594728201658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114381594728201658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114381594728201658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/never-happy.html' title='never happy'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114373437453421848</id><published>2006-03-30T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:59:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so...</title><content type='html'>and so...i hereby announce that i have officially lost my IC. &lt;strong&gt;BOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i searched the whole room, whole study table, all my bags, the study table, books, files, everything, every clothes, and i still cant find it! die lar. maybe next week then i go make a police report. but i'll not give up. i'll still continue to search at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indo lesson was not bad lar. as usual, very enriching. learnt how "&lt;em&gt;jian&lt;/em&gt;" taiwan people are. how to make many passports, but of course real ones lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..tmr playing badminton in the morning, then afternoon i go swimming, then late afternoon i go shopping, evening go home watch reality TV shows, after that i'll do and study my french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. so sad. firstly i cant find my IC. secondly, i bought the november 2005 issue of LIME because of Daniel Radcliffe stuffs and Franz Ferdinand poster, the magazine is still alive but the poster is &lt;strong&gt;GONE!&lt;/strong&gt; shit man. and thirdly, apparently someone took my charger. my personal charger for my handphone. heard that someone at home gave it to my aunty without my fucking permission. i am really very angry now. fuck that person left-right-center-upside-down. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;URGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, during the "&lt;em&gt;search party&lt;/em&gt;" this afternoon, i found many things which i havent seen for a long time. and i even forgot that they even existed in my room. i found my extracted wisdom tooth, i found all my 14(yes, i didnt count wrongly) tanglin school badges, 3 band badges, all my neoprints, and many other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it, my house is so scary. full of thieves. things just keep disappearing. so sickening. &lt;strong&gt;i hate this house! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANNA GET OUT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;URGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i've planned. by the time im 20, i should be out of singapore already. and i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so angry now. get lost lar. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114373437453421848?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114373437453421848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114373437453421848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114373437453421848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114373437453421848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-so.html' title='and so...'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114369755325077600</id><published>2006-03-30T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:45:53.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobby</title><content type='html'>oh..whee..i dont have to look for job, jobs come looking for me! whee. im hired to play piano for my secondary school. heh heh. but the pay peanuts, but nvm, can go back and play with them ar, i very happy already. yay. no need to look for job. maybe i'll give tuition lar. see how, or teach a bit of piano theory to survive. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sorry if I ever resisted&lt;br /&gt;I never had a doubt that you ever existed&lt;br /&gt;I only have a problem when people insist on&lt;br /&gt;Taking their hate and placing it on your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they say you're troubled boy&lt;br /&gt;Just because you like to destroy&lt;br /&gt;You are the word - the word is Destroy&lt;br /&gt;I break this bottle and think of you fondly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, okok, i must go and look for my IC now..if not later i cannot go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114369755325077600?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114369755325077600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114369755325077600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114369755325077600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114369755325077600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/jobby.html' title='jobby'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114365198612934406</id><published>2006-03-30T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T01:06:26.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tall</title><content type='html'>YAY! I GREW TALL! forgot to say. lol. I GREW TALL BY A CM! YAY! i used to be 169cm, then i shrunk when i was 16, to 168cm. then 17, i grew 1 cm back to 169cm. now, today, and forever, im 170CM! yay. i just need to grow 3 cm more and i'll be very satisfied. :D:D:D i so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is funny. yesterday afternoon, after i showered, i went out to the balcony to throw my towel, and my dad was at the balcony looking at his plants. (ya, my dad wants to be a gardener in Japan after he retires) then i walked to his room to comb my hair, and he followed me to the room. then suddenly, he stood behind me and stare at me in the mirror and stoned. then he told me he forgot what he needed to take from his room, and walked out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of surprises. an ex-classmate, my pri 5 and 6 friend, i used to hate him a lot when i was young. and i even wrote a "hate-letter" to him. almost got expelled from school because of that stupid, rash, and naive action. but for that incident that happened, i took responsibility for my actions, and cut my hair as short as the boys in my class. then after PSLE, we lost contact, until like sec 4 like that, when he found out that i was in Friendster, and we started talking again. and now, we're like very good friends. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbo-bobo always scare me. she loves to fall down. ok. byebyebyebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114365198612934406?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114365198612934406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114365198612934406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114365198612934406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114365198612934406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/tall.html' title='tall'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114363993107737109</id><published>2006-03-29T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:45:31.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>watching american idol now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is so much better than yesterday. probably because i woke up earlier than the past 2 days. back to my normal bio-clock, i woke up at 10am. then went to Orchard with my mom and rx. debbo woke up late. i went jalan jalan-ing with rx first while waiting for her. went to the tour agency to see some tour packages. cheap cheap. now just gotta decided which hotel to stay in. yay, then look see look see around, walked back to far east plaza to meet debbo. then when she reached, we walked around far east. and damn it, the shop which i wanna visit is forever closed lar. they might as well close down. ok lar, nothing i see caught my eyes. then rx and debbo had lunch at mosburger. after that, we stayed in Taka for practically the whole afternoon. hahaha, we kept trying different types of hat. was thinking whether to buy or not, cos it was on sale! 70% off leh! i think i'll go back tomorrow to get the hat. heh heh. then i saw many things which i like at Taka, and unfortunately for me, my taste is SO good that the things i like are actually SO expensive. i really cant afford it now. im a poor jobless student. and that made my heart ache. oh, i just dont look nice in any shades or sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, i seriously need to start going to the gym again. but when..? though im having holidays, but im still busy. and hai, i dont know if i should really look for a job. because my bank account, getting drier(is there such word? haha, dont know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on a top secret mission. my mom has already approved me, and so has my dad. and so far, only rx, debbo-bobo and lina know. dont wanna say it out, if not everyone would be doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. going to KL next week sunday to tuesday. better start planning what i want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wah lao, time flies so fast sia. it's thursday again tomorrow. means Indo lessons again. wah...sian sian sian. not that i dont like, i just volunteered to join my mother if not she learn a foreign language herself, then no one to partner-partner and help her. im filial lar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, shit, i forgot to go down to NYP to terminate my what-ever-that-is. if not, they'll charge my dad for my school fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, i wanna practice my piano, then play guitar, then watch Amazing race, then do my Indo homework, then go sleep. tomorrow, think i'll go out early, go Taka to get my hat, then go FOS look see look see, then either go PS or Marina Square to walk-walk-kill-time-look-see-look-see, then lastly to the Indo lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i like skinny scrawny guys even though im so big size. hahahaha. i can imagine if i go out with one skinny guy, it would be like a civilised kingkong and walking tower. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like cutting my hair. but im still not prepared leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go travelling. travelling. travelling.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do extreme sports. extreme sports. extreme sports.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play piano with an orchestra. with an orchestra. with an orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be an actress.  be an actress. be an actress.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry skinny guys. skinny guys. skinny guys.&lt;br /&gt;oh no, im going to start the "who i wanna marry" thingy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;ok lar. i shall marry Daniel Radcliffe, if not Alexander Kapranos. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! today, when i was at Giordanos, we(me+mom+debbo+rx) saw a real "broken wrist" guy! he is so "ling-gong-gong"(every sat and sun late afternoon chinese show) lar! damn scary can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. im so lucky! i've found someone who buys LIME! and she is none other than Charmaine. and she happens to have the Feb 2006 issue! she is willing to even give it to me if she can find it. whee!!! i really do hope that she can find it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. bye bye bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i like debbo-bobo.....'s arms! hahahaha. 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title='tired'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114354597046586601</id><published>2006-03-28T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:44:00.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eff-ed up</title><content type='html'>wah lao, i thought today might be a better day, but im wrong. damn eff-ed up lar. idiot. i also dont know who im scolding. stupid. urgh. want to find out what i did the whole day? &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING!&lt;/strong&gt; yes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N.O.T.H.I.N.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ya lar, my dad lar. i wanted to go to hougang warehouse sale today, then to little india, then to orchard. who knows, he said he wanted to go to the national library at bugis, so i thought i accompany him there. and apparently, he &lt;em&gt;threw&lt;/em&gt; me at the library, and went to him office for meeting. wah lao, and in the library, i finished reading 2 storybooks lar. one is on the history of Britain, the other is about a boy who's dying, and he listed the last 10 things he wanted to do before he die. and he had friends to help him. interesting story. at least that gave me something to think when i was in the bus on the way home. what is my life all about? what is the meaning of life? i mean, each and every one of us have our own life to lead. but are you doing what you really like? is that what you really want? or you're just going aimlessly, with no directions, until you've come to a road-block, then you go U-turn, or you just continue walking on the spot at the road-block. i really dont know what the hell im doing now. i dont know what i want. just put me in an acting school lar. solves all my problems. anywhere but not a music school. i see no future for myself in music. now im waiting for my ex-classmate Marcel to come back from Indonesia, have lots of things to discuss with her. and waiting to go for my KL trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's a question to everyone. it's just up to you whether you wanna kill time or not lar. what is your life about? is there a meaning to it? just what the hell are you doing? yea, maybe some of you already have ambitions that you're already working towards to. but, is that what your parents want you to do? or is that what you really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. seriously. every morning, or afternoon, when i wake up, i have to look for things to do. i mean, in singapore, there's really no life at all lar. only if you're a student, then you study all day till you get a Certificate in the end of the day. if you're working, then you work until you retire. if you're retired, then i dont know how you're going to kill the time till you die. maybe be like my aunty lar, retire already, every morning come to my place to wake the whole family up, then go around telling the whole world how great doing Yoga is, and that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i've kinda changed plans for my route. as in, maybe i dont wanna complete my education with a diploma or bachelor's. i just wanna go around the whole world, working part-time to pay for my rent, my food and travelling expenses, make new friends everyday, and experiencing living in a country which i dont call it my territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. no, im not tired. just that, i feel that living in singapore for more than 18 years of my life is enough lar. i really want to get out, and start anew. damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, maybe this is PMS again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll use my tomorrow and day after tomorrow to shop for the things i want. and that's all. i'll look for a job to earn back the money i've spent. lol. no no, not now. must tahan until May. i still wanna slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OUT OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114354597046586601?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114354597046586601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114354597046586601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114354597046586601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114354597046586601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/eff-ed-up.html' title='eff-ed up'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114346828484970430</id><published>2006-03-27T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:04:44.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horny</title><content type='html'>moody girl is back. moody girl is bored. moody girl is irritated. moody girl is moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im going to start looking for job. but slowly lar. dont wanna start working so soon. i still want my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my cousins came. they think im horny. reason is because im hairy. wah lao, no proof. then we went to little india for dinner. my aunty's idea, going to little india to try thai food on a sunday evening. wah lao. go there, really made me feel like im in India lar, no need to waste money and fly to India for experience. damn scary lar. i so bloody fat, they also dare to stare at me. stupid tee-kohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, wear bikini and play cello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go for a search party now. to find my IC. anyone wanna join in the party?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114346828484970430?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114346828484970430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114346828484970430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114346828484970430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114346828484970430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/horny.html' title='horny'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114345266681282186</id><published>2006-03-27T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:44:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>92%</title><content type='html'>yay. i scored 92% for my online french test! if only i scored that much for my previous writing french test. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im so tired now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-17128871.post-114344487240977532</id><published>2006-03-27T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:34:32.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>die ar. im sleeping too much. today i woke up at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i can play the guitar. eh, only a bit lar. at least can play the chorus for "Darts of Pleasure" by Franz Ferdinand. hehehehe. but i still wanna get rid of this classical guitar, and get the electric acoustic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. damn no mood today. then life in singapore, so no life. so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the monthly red sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nightmare last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the sound of you walking away, you walking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel my lips undress your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Undress your eyes, undress your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Words of love, words so leisured&lt;br /&gt;Words are poisoned darts of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Tied and so you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im going to practice my A maths. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114344487240977532?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114344487240977532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114344487240977532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114344487240977532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-17128871.post-114335836935737891</id><published>2006-03-26T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T15:32:49.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shedding</title><content type='html'>argh. im shedding skin! i got sunburnt! shedding like hell lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night slept at 2am. guess what time i woke up? 1pm! then damn sian lar. cramps. damn pain, can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna join swimming competitions. lol. those jumping from boards kinda sports. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the world record show, makes my palm sweat so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im watching America Idol, missed it last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially wanted to go that warehouse sale at hougang area, but i dont think i can survive travelling there with a cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im planning my KL trip now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh. such a slack day today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114335836935737891?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114335836935737891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114335836935737891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114335836935737891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114335836935737891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/shedding.html' title='shedding'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114326780224850823</id><published>2006-03-25T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:23:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonjour</title><content type='html'>salut! *yawns* je suis fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired! today's french lesson just so-so lor. should have ponned. lol. this morning already had some problem getting out of bed, reached class late. eh, but i noticed, my professor looks more like Daniel Radcliffe now. hmm, he has the body and face shape of Adrien Brody, and facial features of Daniel Radcliffe. ohoh...he looks like Adrien lar, just that his eyes are bigger, that's why a bit like Daniel Radcliffe. today everyone was restless, all too tired to talk much. then after lesson, i went to the library to borrow some french storybooks, so that i can improve on my french faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, im thinking whether to skip french lesson next week. i mean, i seriously dont want to skip any lessons at all, because now everything is getting harder, and each lessons, there are more vocab to learn. and next week, worst. more things to do in lesson. but aunty plans to take us to batam for shopping. she asked me to pon next week. told her i dont want to pon, she said "hao xin mei hao bao". what the hell lar. i mean, if i dont wanna pon, the family and her can always go without me what. pig brain man. no no, pigs are smart. she, bird brain lar. better still, dinosaur brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! im so tired. and im going to have my piano lesson soon. ARGH! scared i cannot concentrate well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i take a nap? i didnt do my theory. ok, im going to take a short nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the traveller wanna-be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114326780224850823?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114326780224850823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114326780224850823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114326780224850823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114326780224850823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/bonjour.html' title='bonjour'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114317888429663810</id><published>2006-03-24T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:04:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black</title><content type='html'>eh, bonjour chacun! im back, missed me? ok lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like blogging leh. too lazy to type. because there's just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt; to share with all! ok lar, cannot take it anymore, must blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet was...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRRRRRRREAT!&lt;/span&gt; well, my JUNKY JINKY BOY WAS THERE! hahaha. and my neighbour Aaron too, and Kaiman and his bestest friend, a.k.a girlfriend. lol. but my lazy pwearmarly wan fwen didnt join us. hmph. and yes yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NICK CAME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; havent seen him for a year. and he has grown, mentally and physically. then we chatted from 10pm till around 3am? yea. and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZHIYANG&lt;/span&gt; came to look for us on the 2nd day morning. initially he wanted to come at 6am! hahaha. he's still so funny and still acting cute like before. and he remembered me! haha, he called me xiao shan, rx - xiao xing, and he remembered many other people! he remembered jinky boy as the toothead boy, lol, weiwen and zibin as the mor-pin faces, jarell and zechen, the girls he always hugged in class, the guys whom he cheated 80bucks from, and so much more. the way he speaks, still the same. out of a 10 word sentence, only 1 is non-vulgar. hahahaha. and Hongjun came too! his old jokes about me never changed. -__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like we all just picked our conversation from where we stopped the last time, and it was really great fun listening to their experiences back in Mongolia and in Changi "chalet". we laugh at the stupid and naive things we do, the old and lame jokes we used to crack, things we do and regret, laugh at the nicknames we gave our classmates, praising and cursing teachers we like or hate, many many more. the time spent with old classmates again, was really worth it, enjoyable and unforgetable. and im looking forward to more gatherings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night's BBQ was..hahaha, terrifying but successful lar. most of the food can kill people with heart attacks, cancer, indigestion and others you can think of. the best was marsh mellows with chocolate. heavenly scrumptiously delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd day, that was when we woke up early to meet Zhiyang. hahaha. we compared O level results, talk about the things he did, how life in his "chalet" there was, listening to the way he talk and making us laugh like hyenas. this terrible joker. we walked from pasir ris mrt station back to our chalet, and he wore black long sleeve shirt and black jeans, making him sweat like hell, and complaining every 1 minute that he was hot. then we walked to the beach. he remembered how he irritate everyone, and the teachers. eating rice and smoking in LCK's lesson, bringing his favourite "drinks" to class and sharing with people, acting small in front of winnie, many many memories just kept flowing in. he remembered extorting, or rather, "&lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt;" for 10cents and 20 cents from the whole class so that he could buy ciggie. so for that, we treated us(debb, rx and i) to Macdonalds for breakfast. we were broke, and Zhiyang didnt have much money with him at that time, (he didnt know that we were poor. lol) so he bought coke for us. and made us felt full after drinking the medium coke, so that he dont have to buy us meals. LOL! and his phone is best lar. EVERYTHING is inside. almost as good as a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after he left us at 1pm like that, i went for a swim at the swimming pool while rx and debb went to grab a bite at BK. then i went to look for them after 10 laps. went to Wild Wild Wet. played the tsunami thingy, all the slides, getting splashed by other people, taking the slide-up thingy with rx was a great experience, playing the oh-la-la thingy just to be captured by the camera with many different poses we did, then i was on the lazy river for more the 5 rounds alone, so that gave me time to think a lot. we left Wild Wild Wet at 4.30pm, went back to the chalet swimming pool there, i swam for another 10 laps, then bathed, left the chalet for Bahasa Indonesia lesson. rushed there early to do the homework and meet my mom for dinner. when i was there, my skin was so dark, and my face was as red as a steamed lobster. Indo lesson was enriching, i learnt many things, not just the language, but politics and culture, business and people too. after lesson, i was thinking whether to go back to the chalet, but my mom said my dad was fuming mad with rx and i for not telling him that we went to chalet, and it was better for me to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im very tanned. as dark as my dad. probably darker than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a South African athelete runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a French figure skater. hee, Brian Joubert. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Canadian musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Swiss hotel manager. -hothothot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Indonesian chinese businessman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Cuban percussionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Spanish dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Turkish candy maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im spending all my money everyday now. shit. i have to look for a job now. but i want a job with extremely flexible time. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, people, expect the unexpected from me, real soon. i won't say what will happen, but im sure it's going to happen. mysterious eh? that's me. wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking whether to go out today? or to just stay at home. or go out on sunday instead. ok lar. stay at home today. practice piano, do my theory, study my french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. just a few more days, and it'd soon be april! yay! cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking a lot during the whole chalet stay. urgh. nvm. i dont wanna say much. just need someone to talk to. urgh. forget it. no one will listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to the gym, really badly. im wasting my money away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe going to SIM is the &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; choice for me. you all won't be able to see it, because..heh. i dont wanna say. lol. ok lar, i have many business opportunities there. ok. i wont say anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRENCH TMR!!! AND PIANO LESSON TOO!!!WHEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i wanna start a band. no lar, not the &lt;em&gt;school band&lt;/em&gt; kinda band. rock band kinda? but i wanna compose a new kinda music. lol. just experiment only lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, too amnitious already. so many things to want to be, and to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114317888429663810?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114317888429663810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114317888429663810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114317888429663810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114317888429663810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/black.html' title='black'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114295692909365293</id><published>2006-03-21T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:02:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marry</title><content type='html'>i wanna marry an Australian national swimmer, or a surfer dude. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a British actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a rich and smart Indian businessman, or a Bollywood star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a cute French guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry an American fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry the famous Irish tap dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a guy who's smarter than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a Scottish singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a backpacker traveller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a cosmetic surgeon. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry a guy who appreciates my kind of music, and arty-varty stuffs, and loves kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, that reminds me, why i type such naive things. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read the newspaper a few days ago, cant remember which day. the world population is growing towards an increasing number of older generation, and people are not giving birth to enough babies. and soon, the small number of working society has gotta feed a large population of old people and young kids. and that made me thought for a few hours. maybe i should get married, and help the world by giving birth to more babies. and i was planning how many babies to make. lolol. 20 plus is the target. LOL! because if we (asians and europeans and americans) dont continue to make babies, the 3rd world country people will be the ones who are leading the future. and come to think of it, it's scary lar. i'd rather chinese, or japanese, or americans or europeans leading the world in the future. i dont mean to discriminate or anything, but seriously, i just cant imagine lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a housewife. i wanna marry a farmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..see you on friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114295692909365293?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114295692909365293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114295692909365293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114295692909365293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114295692909365293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/marry.html' title='marry'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114295117320565266</id><published>2006-03-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:26:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>whee. today's a really slack day man. woke up at 10am. ate breakfast, nwuar-ed, went back to sleep from 11am to 12.30pm. then slowly and reluctantly went out. went to SIM to just show them my transcript. ya, JUST TO SHOW man. then i waited so long lor, because the queue was long. i was 78, while the queue started at 60 when i reached there. then when i finished with business there, my time was nowhere here nor there. so i thought maybe i could go to the warehouse sale at hougang. so my plan was to take 52 to bishan, and change to bus 53. and when i reached bishan, there was NO 53! URGH! i mistaken 58 as 53. stupid blind me. wasted trip. so i walked around J8. and ok lar, OP was having a sale. and i know you all will not believe it, but i bought 2 skirts! LOL! now im wondering when will i wear those skirts. my mum and my maid say it's really time i wear a skirt. well, i bought it because it was really cheap! luckily i didnt buy the one with flowery prints, 'cos that'd be the last piece of cloth i would have ever wear. then called deborah to meet her earlier to shop for the BBQ stuffs. so fun lar. but ok lar, we very aunty hor debbs? lol. take lots of plastic bags, buying the cheapest stuffs, taking shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. cant wait for tomorrow's chalet and bbq! CANT WAIT! yay. NICK IS GOING! YAY YAY YAY!!! and JINKY BOY IS GOING TOO! hee hee. who else..oh no, deborah too. lol. van van, xing xing, varn meng tai pei too! lol. yay, my pwearmarly wan fwen Cliffy is going too! and my neighbour aaron is going too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone send me walk away by franz ferdinand? please. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. my dear papa say he'll be bringing my sister and me to japan if he's not working during the first week of April. whee~~ so tentatively, it's coming chalet(which is tmr till fri), then malaysia trip with van van and xingxing next next week for 4d3n, then next next next week to japan i fly. (: and im planning another trip to Batam, because there's a spring sale there! hahaha. 30bucks per day, includes transportation there and a day tour there. cheap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i kinda lost my IC. im so dead. i lost it at home. =\ and i realised that i lost 3 of my music certs. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i must go pack my clothes. bye bye. see ya on friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114295117320565266?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114295117320565266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114295117320565266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114295117320565266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114295117320565266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114284836658429291</id><published>2006-03-20T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:12:26.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>wow, how time flies! soon, like around 10 or 11 days, March will be over, and it'd be April! whee. and im so enjoying my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to play badminton in the afternoon, then after the match, go for a swim. and how unfortunate of us(rs+rx+debb), the sports council was closed for the whole day due to some event. damn sian. then we were considering whether to go my place downstairs to play, or to go west coast CC to play, or just go play pool. in the end, we went to play bowling, then play pool. then met my primary 1 friend at the pool table there. damn fun man! then went kopitiam awhile. then walked home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. going to genting and KL. whee~~ going in april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..tonight there's so you think you can dance?! im going to watch it, and copy their dance moves. lol. and i think, after watching that show, im going to start dancing. LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian, today i was suppose to go down to SIM just to show them my transcripts. but i was too lazy to leave the house. tmr die die must go there. and there's so many things to do tmr. badminton in the morning. after that, i have to go down to SIM, then go to the gym, then i wanna go shopping leh! i wanna go the warehouse sale. then meet deborah to go GIANT to get the BBQ stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. this week, there's chalet. and omg. deborah wants to sleep with me, and wants to try making video. omgomg. i hope she wont post it in the net. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. im going batam again! yay yay yay. go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tonight i have so many things to do. i have to do my french homework, the indo homework, my music theory homework, and practice my piano, and watch tv, and read newspaper. aiyo..happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j'aime beaucoup beaucoup francais! (: et classique musique, et britpop, et photography, et reconte arts de quelque chose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d'accord. au revoir. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114284836658429291?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114284836658429291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114284836658429291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114284836658429291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114284836658429291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114274700387602061</id><published>2006-03-19T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T13:43:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FF</title><content type='html'>OMG! MADNESS! GUESS WHAT I DREAMT ABOUT LAST NIGHT!? OMG! okok, it's really crazy, but I DREAMT OF FRANZ FERDINAND! YES! then they asked me to play the piano for them! hee hee..-shyshy- then of course we chatted! aiya, i very happy lar. i wish my dream will come true man. damn it, i cant remember what we talked about. i only remember they asked me to play their song for them for their concert! how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out! byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114274700387602061?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114274700387602061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114274700387602061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114274700387602061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114274700387602061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/ff.html' title='FF'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114269494534437590</id><published>2006-03-18T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T23:15:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>ok. there's some problem with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, today's french lesson was fun! i woke up late though, and reached class half an hour late. =( but still, lesson was fun! haha. wanted to hit the gym after class, but i was too tired, and my head was dizzy, went to the national library instead. tried to sleep there, but the lights were too bright for me to sleep. so i read history books again. then meet rx to collect her new spectacles. i bought a second hand O level english TYS. went to eat my lunch. then went shopping. urgh. damn sad lar, that red and blue stripe shirt that i wanted, NO MORE LIAO! -pulls hair- =( but still, i managed to fish out a black pants. :) then walked around bugis village. headache sia. then some more so many people squeezing in such a hot, stuffy, and small lane, damn it, can really spoil one's mood. took a bus home. watched tv, then slept from 6.30pm  to 9pm. woke up feeling better, but i dont know, my appetite just wasnt good. now waiting for gangs of new york to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna do acting! i dont have to be famous you know, i just want to act. be extra i happy already. okok, broken english, no wonder my english C6. change. even if im an extra, im satisfied. ya..so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. deborah is back. :) let's go badminton, then swimming..k? :) and chalet's coming soon too. whee. i wanna sleep with you. =X in the same room, different bed ar...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, one of my cousin's coming to stayover at my place. and damn it, she's so skinny, make me feel guilty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching all daniel radcliffe's interviews. yesterday i was checking out on Narnia's casts. Peter(William) actually enjoys riding horse! so good lar, in singapore, horses only exist in Kranji. ya, all the gamblers there too. Turf club. Susan(Anna) plays the cello and guitar! omg. so musical. and she scored 10 A1s for her GCSE. incredible. Edmund(Skyndar) plays the cornet and flute. wah lao. smart lar. and Lucy(Georgie) is a writer! so far she has published 2 books already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i wanna watch tv already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114269494534437590?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114269494534437590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114269494534437590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114269494534437590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114269494534437590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114259983138467431</id><published>2006-03-17T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:52:13.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIM, here i come.</title><content type='html'>mission accomplished. i got my transcripts. like finally man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who's 41 years old added me in msn. he appears to be a male. and i dont know who the hell he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i left house very reluctantly today. wanted to stay at home so badly. lol. too lazy to travel man. went to collect my picture. then the photographer remembered me. haha, he said i looked very fierce, as if i was going to beat him up. hahaha. i realised lar, i have this bad habit of frowning without even knowing it. so i'd look stressed or angry all the time. then took a bus down to SIM to register. and i thought i can just show them my O level results instead of showing my poly transcripts together. and urgh, i have to make another trip down just to show them my transcript. so after making my payments, i took a bus to AMK and walked all the way to NYP. and while waiting for the bus, i was attacked by an army of RED ANTS! and my left hand had many scratches. im so hating insects now. urgh. then when i wanted to pay for my transcripts, i was told i can only make payment by cashcard or NETS. stupid nyp. they dont accept cash. stupid stupid stupid. then i told them i'll be back on monday with my NETS card then. damn suay lar. and the weather was hot, and i was hungry, so went to Mac for food. and lucky me, jaclyn and daphne found me. and lucky lucky me, Jac has her NETS card with her! so so so, i dont have to go back to NYP on monday again! whee. thanks jac! and omg, there's an interview in CLEO about Franz Ferdinand! and yes, i bought it. lol. then went home. but before i really go home, i went to the Big Bookshop to look see. bought a file to keep all my certificates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! it's SATURDAY AGAIN! whee. hahahaha. i cant wait. french lessons again! yay. and im going to force myself to go to the gym. then i'll go shopping. yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea, anyone? hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114259983138467431?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114259983138467431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114259983138467431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114259983138467431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114259983138467431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/sim-here-i-come.html' title='SIM, here i come.'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114252716158141666</id><published>2006-03-16T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:39:21.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go back to nyp to collect my transcript today, but my dad didnt give me money to buy the transcript and top up my ez link card. so in the end, i slept at home. haha. and i wanted to go to the warehouse sale at hougang. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i did. well, i uploaded more songs into my laptop, and cleared my study table again(it gets messy easily), studied for highway code, sleep, went for indo lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, i told my mother that i wanted to write a book about myself. then yea, as usual, she said she'll support me in whatever i want to do. then later, i was thinking, then where should i start from? then she told me i should start from my diary. i was thinking, maybe i should start from when i was young, ask my parents what i did when i was 0 to 6 years old. hahaha. then i'll put LOTS of my pictures in the book. trust me, it's LOTS with the capital L. lol. and i dont know what informations and details should i expose you see, i did so many "&lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt;" and naive stuffs in this 18 years of my life. and so if i publish this book ar, i dont think i'll ever be able to get married, because all the guys will be afraid of me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i cant wait. cant wait for tomorrow! gonna officially step out of nyp, and be in SIM. it's so soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, all the TV channel timing all cock up. so america idol only wed and thurs. then friday only beauty and the geeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. im going for french cooking class. hahahaha. omg. can't imagine. im actually living my life like a tai tai. so happy. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one moment, i want to be a model, but then again, haha, cant. then i wanna be a translator. or maybe a professor in music, but..maybe not. but i want to grow up to be a farmer's wife. no..a RICH farmer's wife. hahaha. lead a carefree life. just need to raise the children up. then i'd probably be living in a castle in Ireland or Scotland. WAHAHAHAHAHAHA. okok, must stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother very funny. one of her friend, who's 93, passed away last night. this morning, she was shouting and screaming on the phone from 9am to 11.30am. ya, she woke me up. then when she wasnt on the phone, she took the newspaper article on the obituary page and showed me her friend's photo. then say something like, aiyo, so good, famous already. kao..i know that in her heart she's quite sad lar. then later in the afternoon, she just murmuring to herself, whether she should go to her friend's "party". omg. she damn smart lar, still can use the term "party" for such occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. it's 12.37am. and i'll leave the rest for tomorrow. bonne nuit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114252716158141666?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114252716158141666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114252716158141666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114252716158141666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114252716158141666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/headache.html' title='headache'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114242398661991223</id><published>2006-03-15T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:43:51.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good life, great day</title><content type='html'>whee. woke up at 11am. watched amazing race, then went to the library. read up book on Jews. then watched movie with rx. "Mine, Yours, Ours" nice movie. make me wanna have many kids. hahaha. then just went home after that. simple life. great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tonight. america's next top model. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to be at home every monday, wednesday, friday, and saturday night. heh. monday night there's "so you think you can dance?", wednesday there's "american idol" and "america's next top model", friday there's "america idol results show" and "the beauty and the geek", and saturday there's saturday night movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..results for 2nd semester will be out tomorrow. omg. well, i dont expect to do well this time. i didnt study as hard as the 1st semesters' one. tomorrow having indo lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my aunty told me now it's not a good time to go Bangkok. Political stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna live in a castle. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think..im going to start writing a book about...ME. hahaha. self-obsessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114242398661991223?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114242398661991223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114242398661991223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114242398661991223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114242398661991223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-life-great-day.html' title='good life, great day'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114234783459192866</id><published>2006-03-14T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:50:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shiokening</title><content type='html'>alright man! my life now, so simple and stress-free man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept late last night, at 2am. because i was erm, "getting" some songs online. heh.  then woke up at 10am, had piano lessons till around 12pm.  then went out to take my passport picture. then went around with my mom. went to the ice skating rink to look for rx, then to the library to borrow more books to read, then to popular bookshop to read more books! and get dictionaries and assessment books. wanted to walk to IMM to look-see-waste-money, but then we decided to go back to clementi after meeting rx. then went home, bought my tea and lemon to make lemon tea(really lar, not trying to tell a joke.lol) then watched this movie "hilary&amp;jackie" that my piano teacher lend me. NICE MOVIE! erm, rather dirty lar. and very psycho lor. now im scared. im afraid i love music, and piano so much that one day i'll go mad and die young. =( so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for penpals around the world. hopefully they'll reply to me. =&lt;br /&gt;oh..tomorrow's another day to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deborah~~where are you? rongshan misses you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye, im going back to reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114234783459192866?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114234783459192866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114234783459192866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114234783459192866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114234783459192866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/shiokening.html' title='shiokening'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114225678407853558</id><published>2006-03-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:04:31.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waste</title><content type='html'>hello. im watching harry potter right now. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwuar-ed at home from 10am till 2pm. then went to the library with my younger sis at 3pm till 6pm. studied my french, and completed my french and indo lang. homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, that's my day. simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;browsing through london attractions on the net. i wanna visit london! i wanna go all their markets! esp. camden lock market! great bargains. (: okok. im going to start saving lots of money. most probably go backpacking there! whee. nah nah, wait till i finish 1 year in SIM, then i'll complete year 2 and 3 there! even better. whee. and there's the foyle bookshop, portobello market, rough trade, those designer discounts stores, argh! so many places to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, the people whom i met yesterday at serene's school, they're all so gorgeous! very, extremely! esp. there's this guy, italian, so handsome! unfortunately, his face was bombarded with red pimples. poor thing. but he's friendly lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna speak parsel tongue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114225678407853558?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114225678407853558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114225678407853558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114225678407853558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114225678407853558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/waste.html' title='waste'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114217987776011208</id><published>2006-03-12T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:11:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>so saddening man today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up early because i wanna practice piano before going serene's school for her audition. but apparently, i had a very bad stomachache, and everyone was occupying the toilet. so i left house late. and the worst was, i waited 20mins for the effin' long bus. then we rehearsed. went for lunch. and her audition. i shan't say much about her audition. but she came out crying. well, it's my first time seeing her cry that hard, and her impression on me is that she's a tough girl, full of confident. but to see a friend cry this hard, really sadden me a lot. dont know why, this year im so emo, i cried in the bus on the way home. so sad!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and was really pissed off by my cousin. anything i do, it's as if i offended her like that sia. effin' dog. im starting to hate her man. to think i treat her so nice. she better watch her steps man, stepping on my tail real hard. wah lao, anything also must "shoot" me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been downloading my favourite britpop songs, uploading songs into my itunes, busy with the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tomorrow's monday! it's a new week! whee! can't wait. it's the week im getting my results, it's the week im registrating at SIM, it's the week im gonna watch brokeback mountain and nanny mcphee, and many many more! :) so looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i've received my DVD. ya, my film. and my voice..eeyyeerrhh, not sexy one. sound so ugly. and the film, so funny. suppose to be tragic, can become comedy lar. sian ji bua. and i must say, my acting is really lousy lar. you can tell that i "gek" my laughter through out the whole film. alright. im going to act in more short films and improve my acting skills. anyone wanna watch? 7bucks k. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im sad and tired. that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, emo me, im going to say something. to all my friends, i love you all lar. hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114217987776011208?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114217987776011208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114217987776011208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114217987776011208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114217987776011208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/sad_12.html' title='sad'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114206132664455840</id><published>2006-03-11T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T15:15:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED!</title><content type='html'>argh. im so darn tired. went to bed at 1am, but only fell asleep at 2am. then i woke up at 7am. 5 hours of sleep! urgh. now my head's aching, eyes are a bit swollen. but...im happy that for the first time this year, for once, im earlier than my french teacher! hahahahaha. and and and...TODAY'S FRENCH LESSON IS THE BEST YET! really. i had so much fun. then we learnt the French national enthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching bridget jones' diary now. arhahahahaha. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im going yvonne's house later at night for her birthday party. erm, this yvonne is the one whom i help and starred in her film. haahaha. and hopefully i can get my film to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. im using my Asus laptop again. and im so so so sad because all my 8 months' of videos and 700++ pictures are gone! and stupid me, instead of saving my own pictures last time, i saved ALL DANIEL'S picture! im so dumb. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. yay. boo. urgh. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, im just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh is because tomorrow's serene's audition.&lt;br /&gt;yay is because tomorrow's serene's audition. hahaha. so soon, it'd be over.&lt;br /&gt;boo is because im tired, but i wanna go for a jog later.&lt;br /&gt;urgh is because i dont know lar, so many things to do next week again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to be done next week: take my passport size picture, do my theory, go shopping, loiter at esplanade, finish reading my books, and pack my room and wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'll go and take a nap now. then go jogging with my dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114206132664455840?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114206132664455840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114206132664455840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114206132664455840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114206132664455840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/tired.html' title='TIRED!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114200382178323035</id><published>2006-03-10T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T00:24:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itchy eyes</title><content type='html'>holla people. human is back. crazy. hurhur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well. i woke up early at 11am. heh. then watched that 70s show, and then followed by cartoons until 1pm. then went out with my dad at 2pm. to IT show we go, to look-see at ibook. okay. so, i've decided not to get the ibook. reasons are-&lt;br /&gt;1) because i cannot play games on the ibook. (im intending to buy "lord of the rings", all "harry potter", "narnia", "spiderman" and "the sims university" games from UK)&lt;br /&gt;2) the offer offered to me was worse and lesser than the last time i visited the Apple shop.&lt;br /&gt;3) instead of getting an ibook, my dad would rather use the money to buy me a baby grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. and my dad was so mean to all the promoters. he was raising his voice at them lar. so i walked away until he finished "lecturing" them. poor promoters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to serene's place after dinner. her dog is SO adorable! omg. it kept jumping like crazy man. then we practiced and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. it's friday. and yay yay. tomorrow's saturday. and that means...HEE HEE, im going to see my handsome french teacher! hahaha. okay lar. ever since after that 1st french test, my french homework doubled. so many things to do. gonna revise my work later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. my eyes are itchy. and so is my tattoo. im shedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when's my golden flute coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im very ambitious. it's like, hmm, how should i say. when i was 7, i wanted to be a teacher. stupid lar. then when i was 11 to 12, i wanted to be a lawyer or prosecutor, due to some influence from my classmates. then when i was 13 to 14, i wanted to be a music teacher. 15 wanted to be marine biologist. 16, dreams died because i didnt get into the bio class. wanted to be an accountant. 17, be a boss, people work for me, i dont work for people. then slowly, i wanted to be an actress. then wanted to be a politician. 18, and i still want to be an actress. (: then i wanna learn so many things! the cello, master the guitar, get a grade 5 in flute, master French, be able to communicate in bahasa indonesia, and many many other things. too ambitious hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i met the busker-turned-superstar, rongxing and deborahs' best friend, Chen Wei Lian. LOL! and today, i met my junior, Tan Shin(top O level scorer for her batch, and im so proud of her), followed be Thomas Ong(Sharon Au's ex, guy who starred in Love Concierge), and finally another superstar Derrick(is that how you spell his name? that NP boy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been wondering. will i ever fall in love? how is it like to be in love? will i ever get married? or worst, will i be able to find a boyfriend? or..maybe, my ang moh prince charming, will i be able to meet him? hahahaha. when i was young, i wanted to stay single forever, so that i dont have to spend money on kids, and i can take care of my parents. guai hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to write a book about me, my life, everything about me lar. hopefully can publish it. hahahaha. then i'll send one copy to Daniel Radcliffe, Hugh Jackman, Adrien Brody, Hossan Leong, Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Franz Ferdinand, ....all my favourite man lar. of course, i'll dedicate it to my dearest, most beloved man, my father. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya..think too much already. and the post is getting longer. and it's 12.21am now. and i havent revise my french. and i have to wake up so damn early for french. i'd better get going. i shall continue to wonder tomorrow then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114200382178323035?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114200382178323035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114200382178323035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114200382178323035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114200382178323035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/itchy-eyes.html' title='itchy eyes'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114192093645680541</id><published>2006-03-09T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:15:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just now i logged in. but didnt feel like blogging. then later i started to think a lot. then now i have many things to blog. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it seems like im more linguistic now. i just realised how much i love languages while chatting with my mother after the bahasa indonesia lesson. language..it's so important in our daily lives. it's the only way how people from different countries can communicate with each other. by the end of this year, i would be able to speak french and bahasa indonesia. i know lar, it's like im so greedy, wanting to learn so much. but..what to do. it's what i like. studying, learning new languages...bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing so many people right now. just the other night, i dreamt of Gina, my sec 1 and 2 classmate. for no reasons, i just dreamt of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im getting my ibook tomorrow. cant wait, but actually i dont really need an ibook. aiya, i dont know. im confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for a holiday. OUTTA SINGAPORE! short trips. Bangkok, Phuket, Chiang Mai, Batam, KL, the places nearer to Singapore. i wanna go those little markets in UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i just remembered. i might be going to philippines in May. i totally forgotten about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing. im retaking O levels English, A maths and POA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114192093645680541?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114192093645680541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114192093645680541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114192093645680541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114192093645680541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-now-i-logged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114188498956090648</id><published>2006-03-09T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:16:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slack</title><content type='html'>yay. im a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, there isnt anything special coming up on daniel's (radcliffe) webpage. but i still visit his website everyday lar. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET OUT OF SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to Scotland, Ireland, and England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! im a stripey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to serene's school soon. in an hours' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered, my mom registered me for malay class. and today's the first lesson. heh heh. soon i can speak malay with my malay friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just wanna look for penpals from the Europe countries. but i dont have any idea how to look for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent study for my driving theory test. too lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. when the posting results were out, the one where ive been posted to my specialisation right, my classmates kept asking. then poof, the whole world knows where ive landed in. ya, i got into Supply Chain Management. it was my 3rd choice. was a bit sad that i didnt get into Human Resource. but i watched news that other night, and it reported that Supply Chain in Singapore is coming up strongly. but eh..who cares lar. i dont intend to stay in NYP at all. im just surprised i didnt get into my first choice when i studied so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i cannot think of staying in NYP. but...urgh. NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114188498956090648?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114188498956090648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114188498956090648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114188498956090648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114188498956090648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/slack.html' title='slack'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114181105187892625</id><published>2006-03-08T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:44:11.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>feeling a little sad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures, documents, videos, and music songs that i want to recover back from my already-reformatted laptop, cant be retrieved back. asked my dad if i could bring it to repair, i got scolded the whole morning till 3pm. then he say if i bring it to some computer shop, then i've gotta spend a few hundred bucks just to get it back. he say unless it's really very important, if not it's a lesson for me. the whole problem is i cant save those things i want before reformatting the laptop, because once i turn on the laptop, it would be jammed because of the itunes(software used to upload songs into my ipod). that's one of the main reason why my dad is buying the ibook for me. another reason is because he wants a laptop, and would rather use my current one, and get me a new one. now, im thinking of a way to secretly being the current laptop to retrieve back what i've lost. so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i opened up the internet explorer, i just found out that Dana Reeve has passed away last night. poor thing. life is really short, unpredictable, and very unfair. SO SAD!!! firstly, husband got into accident and became paralysed 3 years after their marriage. then husband passed away. later she was diagnosed with lung cancer even though she doesnt smoke. and she's still so young. 44 years old only. and she's so kind hearted and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. and i've been searching for music title and scores. i watched the pianist VCD last week. and i loved this piece. but i dont even know the title, and so i cant find the score. bene sitting in front of the computer for 2 hours, searching every search engine. damn sian man. i dont care, i die die must get that beautiful piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano lesson today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out today. but i just cant seem to erm, leave the house. no mood. it's as though i have so many things to do, but i just dont know how to start. even if i list it down, it's like i wont care about doing it.&lt;br /&gt;1) practice with serene until end of this week. initially it was on the 12th, then they postponed it to the 22nd, and now they've changed it to the 12th again.&lt;br /&gt;2) go to the warehouse sales at hougang.&lt;br /&gt;3) have yet to pack my room and wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;4) watch movies and hang out at esplanade&lt;br /&gt;5) get back what was in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;6) must go to the gym more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i received a phonecall from a recruitment agency(the NYP one). asking me if i want to work. accounts assistant, 7bucks per hour. told them im not interested. heh. i still want to rest. most probably go back to work in june and july like that lar. see how. want to concentrate on my piano and french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. i just dont know why today whole day i feel so pek cek. maybe it's because of the weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114181105187892625?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114181105187892625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114181105187892625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114181105187892625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114181105187892625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114173871302996708</id><published>2006-03-07T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:38:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala</title><content type='html'>today's a day which i really slack a lot. didnt go as planned. woke up at 9.45am. laze around on the bed. had light breakfast, then practised piano. but cant, because due to yesterday's badminton session, i think i've injured my right wrist. then studied my french, did my french homework, surf the net, watched Sesame Street, had light lunch, continued to slack...until i really felt lazy, and decided that i should go out. then i was deciding whether to go shopping, or to go to the gym. in the end, i went to the gym, because i psycho-ed myself. must go to the gym, so that can fit into nicer clothes. hahahahaha. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh...tomorrow's another day i've been waiting for after the competition. yea, they'll be informing me if i'm qualified for the finals. wish me luck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking for a new skin for this blog. but i cant bare to change leh. i like this skin a lot. okay lar. change a while then see how lor. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, it's like i won't follow as what i've planned earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i cant wait for this week to pass. so many things to do! okay lar. mostly bo liao. gonna get my ibook soon, gonna go shopping again, studying my french, practising piano..and bla bla bla. cant wait to start a new week. eh? it's only tuesday. chey. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. au revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114173871302996708?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114173871302996708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114173871302996708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114173871302996708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114173871302996708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/lala.html' title='lala'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114165480291933158</id><published>2006-03-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:20:02.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>yesterday's qualifying heats was great. although halfway through i broke down, but i managed to finish playing my pieces. and the last piece was the best. hopefully i can get into the finals. if i dont, it's alright. because im planning to join other piano competitions. heh. dinner was great too. then went shopping with both my parents for the first time in ..let's see..erm..11 years? ya! bought a pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i woke up at 12pm. shiok. stress-free. then nwuar-ed around. then went to play badminton with rx and debs. so fun! sweat like shit man. aiya, tonight's like other normal nights. just that i packed my study table. got rid of useless stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tomorrow im going shopping again. then go serene's school. then go gym. then home. hopefully it's like that lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wednesday will be the results of the qualifying round. will be having piano lessons, then to serene's school, then probably to esplanade. havent been there for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday would be nice. will be going to the gym, then shopping, and get the ibook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is kinda unpredictable lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. later i have to do my french homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114165480291933158?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114165480291933158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114165480291933158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114165480291933158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114165480291933158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114147325217220881</id><published>2006-03-04T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T21:17:42.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes</title><content type='html'>im so tired today. busy busy busy the whole day. last night, i couldnt sleep again. then this morning woke up at 7.45am. again, im late for french lesson. this is a new term, the third term, so we've shifted to a new classroom. the new room is quieter and more peaceful, and also smaller. but this time, no one change class, or left our group. then i got back my test results. and yes! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I PASSED MY FRENCH TEST&lt;/span&gt;! whee. the section which i &lt;em&gt;tikum&lt;/em&gt;, i got it all right. and the section which i did it seriously was only half the whole mark. and the part which i wrote about harry potter, i scored 8/10. then we played a little hangman game. hahaha..childish but damn fun. from this french class, i can see that even adults want to act like small little kids. they damn funny man. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY SERIOUSLY LOVE FRENCH A LOT! and I'VE DECIDED NOT TO SWITCH LANGUAGE TO SPANISH!&lt;/span&gt; hee. and still, my teacher is as handsome. (: hai..i wanna go France for a holiday. hee..at the same time look for handsome boys. hahahahaha. patricia surely say i terrorise their peaceful lives. jingkai will be happy because i'll stop disturbing him. mr tan will say im going to traumatise the European guys now. hahahahahaha. deborah sure have LOTS of things to add. -&lt;em&gt;frog face hor&lt;/em&gt;?- hahaha. after french lesson, i went to orchard library to drop some books, then went to touch up my tattoo. this time, it's more painful than the last time. i asked why. the tattoo artist said because some of the color came out, and my skin was thick, so she used a thicker needle and go deeper into my skin. &lt;em&gt;diao&lt;/em&gt;..then part about my skin being thick. damn funny. then rushed down to Suntec to meet deborah and rx. yay. bought a long sleeve top from DP. still got some more to buy. slowly. heh. then went to the career fair. took loads of brochures. saw many handsome ang mohs. -&lt;em&gt;blush blush&lt;/em&gt;-  then rushed home for piano lessons. today, okay lar..not so bad. just that im really so sleepy that i cant concentrate. then had dinner. then here i am. gotta practice piano real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..movies/shows to watch list.&lt;br /&gt;1) Madam McPhee&lt;br /&gt;2)Army Daze&lt;br /&gt;3)The Magic Fundoshi&lt;br /&gt;4)Casanova [must catch by next week before it ends]&lt;br /&gt;5)Brokeback Mountain&lt;br /&gt;6)La Marche De L'empereur (March of the Penguins) [it's in french, because the other time i missed it in the cinemas, so this time it's narrated in french]&lt;br /&gt;7)Le Grand Voyage [ya,i missed this film too, so have to catch it in my french school]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and things to do this coming week:&lt;br /&gt;mon: gym, recover Asus laptop, serene's school to practice&lt;br /&gt;tues: gym, serene's school&lt;br /&gt;wed: piano lesson, serene's school&lt;br /&gt;thurs: gym, shopping, get ibook&lt;br /&gt;fri: gym, serene's school&lt;br /&gt;saturday: FRENCH, gym, shopping&lt;br /&gt;of course when im free, i'll be reading and practising piano, and packing my study table and wardrobe. must get rid of old stuffs, because new stuffs are marching in. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. off to practice piano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114147325217220881?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114147325217220881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114147325217220881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114147325217220881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114147325217220881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/yikes.html' title='yikes'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114138715697728005</id><published>2006-03-03T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T20:54:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>yayness. i've completed 3 tasks on my to-do list. i've FINALLY finished the personal training session. yay..no more torturous sessions. today that trainer made me to 120 sit ups and 100 push ups! wah lao. and did 100 squats and different work out machines for thighs. now my arms, stomach and thighs are like jelly. then the second thing that i've done is that i've FINALLY terminated my california fitness gym membership. WHEE! not that i dont want to exercise lar..because ( i think i said this before, but nvm) my aunt has paid for me to go planet fitness for 2 and a half years! heh..lucky me. then after terminating, i was thinking where i should head to next. the cinema to watch Brokeback Mountain? or Plaza Singapura to look-see-aim-pretty-things, or to go to the library to finish reading the Bonesetter's Daughter. i really couldnt make up my mind, and was hungry because i left house without having my lunch. so went cineleisure to grab small-bites, then went to the library. heh. and so, thirdly, i've FINALLY finished reading The Bonesetter's Daughter in 6 days. then yea, went around window shopping at Wisma. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..my mom asked me why i wanna learn french. because she told me that one of her friends who can speak french fluently says that now, learn french no use lar, learn spanish better. i dont know leh. i anything lar,but since i've already started learning french, might as well finish learning it right? then haha, after learning french, if i have a french boyfriend, then we'll learn spanish together. WAHAHAHAHAHAA. ok. im daydreaming again. then my mom has signed me up for malay course with her friends and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...kym's "eliminated". so sad. heartache. i hate Bre. hmphff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. the beauty and the geek...tsk..so emo one those people. but that show..haha, really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna learn the cello after i've obtained my diploma in music performance for piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i must go and practice my piano. so dead. 2 more days. scary lar. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114138715697728005?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114138715697728005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114138715697728005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114138715697728005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114138715697728005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114131500936412304</id><published>2006-03-02T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:56:49.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arms!</title><content type='html'>bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i had piano lesson. then went to the gym for 2 hours training. damn tiring lar! that trainer, trying to torture me. made me sprint like a hamster on the trackmill, then made me do those weights when i told him my arms were still aching, made me did lots of crunches even when i told him im very tired. purposely make me sweat so much. tsk. luckily, tomorrow's the last day of training. cant wait to get over with it. then go meet rx and debs. then coincidentally met my cousin. then we went to cine to &lt;em&gt;look-see-kill-time-search-for-food&lt;/em&gt;. haha. dinner was great. then we decided to walk to PS. on the way there, shopped at FOS. yay. bought a polo-shirt and a pants. i need more pants! then walked further down to PS. went to my favourite Marks&amp;Spencer and Dorothy Perkins. &lt;em&gt;ok, if you all still wanna give me birthday presents hor, still not late lar. i will still accept. just get me those 4 pairs of matching pyjamas can already. i like them so much! THANK YOU AR&lt;/em&gt;. heh heh. and at dorothy perkins, i saw jeans, and several tops that i like. unfortunately, the ones i liked didnt have my size anymore. i've gotta wait for them to call me up. as for the jeans, i'll bring my mom out one day and hiak hiak hiak -&lt;em&gt;evil smirks&lt;/em&gt;- then went down to Fox to show deborah the sweater i wanted, the sweater that rongxing said i looked like a bah zhang, and sad to say, the sweater wasnt there anymore because they have changed the season. :( nvm. the new season have more better looking pants and jeans that i like. then went home after that. met my ex-tutor Peggy on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmphff. deborah's friend thinks that i look like Ron. you all know harry potter's bestfriend, Ronald Weasley? ya lor..him lor. :( last time, i had a friend, whose friend looks exactly like me. and my friend's friend is a guy. and omg, when i saw his picture, i was so damn shocked lar. WE LOOK EXACTLY ALIKE! and that time, it really made me wonder if rongxing was my twin or not. hahahaha. silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. tomorrow program.&lt;em&gt; TRY&lt;/em&gt; to wake up early to practice piano, then go gym for last training session, then try to sneak in to watch Brokeback Mountain. if i really cant get in, then i'll go to the library and sit around, then go home to practice piano again. and yes! tomorrow, there is Beauty and the Geeks again! gonna die laughing that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday is another long day. french in the morning (and im going to get back my french results..hopefully can pass man), then go touch up the tattoo, then go home for last piano lesson before the competition, then gonna practice like hell until 10.30pm, watch saturday night movie on 5. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...SUNDAY'S THE BIG DAY! i must concentrate. people, if you're attending the competition hor, please do me a favour. firstly, help me to distract the other competitors when they are playing the piano. best is stand in front of them naked lar. secondly, when im playing, help me distract the judges. best is haha..also stand in front of them naked. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was chatting with luke. one of my musician friend. he was hospitalised last week. poor guy. hope he's alright now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i wanna go watch Geisha now. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114131500936412304?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114131500936412304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114131500936412304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114131500936412304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114131500936412304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/arms.html' title='arms!'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114121887793798769</id><published>2006-03-01T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:14:37.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>hi, im back. i didnt go out at all today. i practised piano after i stopped blogging just now. then now, looking out for informations about going overseas to study. heh. i so wanna get out of this place! actually, im really still unsure about what i want in life. i learn piano since i was 3, and now im 18 and still learning. but &lt;em&gt;where am i going to&lt;/em&gt;? i mean..ya..where? im going nowhere lar. what my father think that is if i cant find any jobs, i can still teach piano. then study business dont know for what..i mean, anyone can easily do business with or without cert, depending on whether your family will pass down the business to you or what lar. but fortunately for me, im switching path to economics. then later when i have to major in something else, then i'll crack my brain. well, i hope to go deeper into mathematics and economics, but dont know come out be what lar. then of course, im learning french now. it's for my future. im still planning. hahaha. -&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;- hopefully, with french, it can bring me to live somewhere else. but what i really want to do is..&lt;strong&gt;acting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, as im preparing for my piano competitions, im kinda preparing for my diploma exam. and im thinking. why am i taking diploma for music? a Grade 8 is good enough. but heck lar, someone's sponsoring. just do it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then right now, im saving money to go France to study french. intensive one lar. instead of taking 1 year to cross one level, 5 months there can help me skip at least 2 levels. 30hrs/week. then you get to know many people from different countries. stay in the boarding school. and the school...&lt;strong&gt;IS A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CASTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! yea..like omg. at night sure have &lt;em&gt;UFO&lt;/em&gt;s lar. but i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i really want to do is..to study acting in London. then hopefully from there, can get lobangs, be extra, then slowly work my way up. i really want to act! no..no need to be famous or what. be extra i also happy loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw something in the SIM website. if my 1st year results are good, then i'll be able to go to London to study year 2 and 3. right. i'll study really hard when im in SIM. get really good grades. well, i'll be re-studying my economics and statistics there. just have mathematics and sociology to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my dad that i wanna go overseas to study. he say can. but he asked me study what. then he say he would want me to study music overseas then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya..thinking too much. should just take a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. so many things to do. but this time, with sufficient time. (: i have lesser pimples now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i cant wait to watch Brokeback Mountain, and Nanny Mcphee. and one more, to be shipped in here, December Boys. yay. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to practising piano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114121887793798769?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114121887793798769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114121887793798769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114121887793798769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114121887793798769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114119757300088684</id><published>2006-03-01T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:19:33.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ala</title><content type='html'>woke up with a stiff arm this morning, was due to yesterday's training session. well, i cant stretch my arms straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was practising my piano from 12.30 to 2pm. then i remembered i have a music homework to do. to research about Waltz. no lar, i not dancing, im playing the music. hahahaha. and wow whee. the people last time loved to dance a lot, especially the French. and their costumes...aiyo...jing swee leh! tsk tsk. so nice so nice. everyone dressed up like princesses and princes. i like the baroque, edwardian and victorian style. now looking at vintage clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i shall practice my piano, then go out for awhile, then back home to watch tv and practice more piano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114119757300088684?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114119757300088684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114119757300088684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114119757300088684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114119757300088684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/03/ala.html' title='ala'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114114270519897556</id><published>2006-02-28T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:05:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>town day</title><content type='html'>today, i was in town the WHOLE day. and i walked the WHOLE orchard road. woke up at 11am, then practised piano, took a shower, then receive a FUCKING LAST MINUTE CALL from my personal trainer. so idiot. it was 1pm, and he told me there was training today at 1pm. and apparently, i was still at home. HE'S SUCH A DIM TWIT! urgh. then of course i rushed there lar. then he told me he'll not be training me, another trainer will train me. wow, heng ar, i happy. some more, he damn irresponsible lar. i msged him to ask about the next training session, he took more than 30 hours to reply my msg. ok lar, the new trainer is better than the last. then i walked from california fitness to Taka to help rongxing register something, then from Taka walked down to Borders because i have coupons for something there, then walked to Far East to postpone my tattoo appointment, then walked all the way back to Taka. went to Kino to check out some interesting books. i was at the music, films, theatre, architectural, languages(french), literature, history, and HARRY POTTER section. and omg. there is a book on Daniel Radcliffe! then stand around reading for an hour or so, then went up to the library to read my book. then went to meet my mom to get my saline, and back home at 9pm. practised my piano again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i received the letter of notification. my competition day for semi-finals is this sunday at 5.45pm. im not going to tell you where, in case you're somewhere there. dont want so many people go see lar, people will get stage-fright one leh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. it's 12am now. okay, i wanna go read my book now. tomorrow's another long day in town for me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. the new month. march. many things that i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;5th march -- the semi finals&lt;br /&gt;8th march -- the results&lt;br /&gt;10th march - getting my ibook&lt;br /&gt;12th march - serene's audition&lt;br /&gt;19th march - finals (that's if i get through the semi-finals)&lt;br /&gt;22nd march- chalet&lt;br /&gt;24th march - end of chalet&lt;br /&gt;and end of march - might be flying to japan. MAYBE only ar. dont assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!! cant wait cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114114270519897556?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114114270519897556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114114270519897556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114114270519897556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114114270519897556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/02/town-day.html' title='town day'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114104855116333699</id><published>2006-02-27T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T21:55:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roar</title><content type='html'>cramp. ya ya..red sea. so cham can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i did yesterday. sunday ar..hmmm, nothing much actually. practised piano, then ebaying, saw some games that i want, then went out with my dad and rx to look at furnitures. then went home for dinner, read book until 1am then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning woke up at 10am, but cramp, so went back and woke up at 11am. then wanted to go gym initially, but cramp lar, damn pain, stayed at home. didnt went to touch up the thing cos' i have piano lessons. then after piano lesson, went to bukit batok driving center with ms chin and rx to register for theory basics. that BBDC damn messy lar, so disorganised. then waited so long to register. then came home, after dinner, serene came over to practice. then my aunty(&lt;em&gt;another one&lt;/em&gt;) called to disturb. irritating. some more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sarcastic lar. why cant people just leave me alone. especially my grandmother. i tell you, she's so freaking irritating. i wake up late every morning because i sleep late right? then she say sleeping too much will make me&lt;strong&gt; fat&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/span&gt; man. then i dont wanna work at my cousin's office there anymore because i want to prepare for my piano competitions and exams, she say im &lt;em&gt;lazy&lt;/em&gt;. like &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK LAR.&lt;/strong&gt; then serene came over to practice singing because she needs my help, then she say i &lt;strong&gt;HAO LIAN&lt;/strong&gt;. what's her darn fucking problem man. cant she just shut her naffing humongous mouth up?! a few minutes ago, my cousin irritate me on msn, saying my grandma told her how &lt;em&gt;messy&lt;/em&gt; my hair was. like&lt;em&gt; excuse-moi,&lt;/em&gt; i trimmed my hair already &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOR&lt;/span&gt;! say whatever ever you like lar. like FUCK MAN. im really not in a good mood today. obviously these people pressed the wrong button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? that's one of the reason why i wanna move out of this stupid house so much. and get out of singapore man. just so many irritating people around me. somewhere far from singapore, north pole, south pole i also dont mind ar. i'd rather be an eskimo and live in an igloo, eat raw fish everyday, play with the polar bears and penguins everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no wonder my dad stopped talk to her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to sleep early tonight, avoid talking to her, mind my own business. try to get out of this house as early as i can wake up, be out the whole day and only come home tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no wonder my dad would rather hang out at the kopitiam downstairs and drink than to come home and face her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. tomorrow i shall go out hunting for hide-outs where i can loiter in the day time, and night time just go home and sleep. sounds tickety-boo to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114104855116333699?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114104855116333699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114104855116333699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114104855116333699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114104855116333699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/02/roar.html' title='roar'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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-17128871.post-114087232101678195</id><published>2006-02-25T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:58:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>today's a fine day for me. although i woke up late and was the last to reach the class, but french was great because instead of another &lt;em&gt;botak&lt;/em&gt; french teacher to invigilate, my own handsome french teacher took care of us! hahaha. but sad to say, my french test paper was so hard, or maybe i didnt study the parts that came out. then &lt;em&gt;tikum&lt;/em&gt; all the way lor. ask me to describe my favourite hero ar, initially i described spiderman. was deciding on wonderwoman, superman, or powerpuff girls. hahahaha. then if i describe wonderwoman, i would have said that she has D cup boobs, just like someone &lt;em&gt;i &lt;/em&gt;know. hahahahahaha. if i described superman, i would said he really have a big dick, and he's really stupid, because &lt;em&gt;ya..same old joke&lt;/em&gt;, he wears his underwear outside. if i described powerpuff girls, i'll have to write a lot, because there are 3 girls. then i described spiderman and ran out of ideas, so in the end, i changed my answer to &lt;strong&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/strong&gt;! WAHAHAHAHAHA. and i crapped through lar. i said he likes to fight with Malfoy, and he hates Voldermort and Prof. Snape. then after break was french oral. TERRIBLE AR..I TELL YOU. i was the last candidate. and tsk tsk..i spoke broken french, with 3 wrong pronounciation of words, and i kept stammering. ask me why, i'll tell you because my teacher is so handsome today. HAHAHAHAHAHA. really. no joke. i think he can be a model, that's if he doesn't open his mouth, because his 2 front tooth are crooked. &lt;em&gt;i think that's why he became a teacher&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard. wanted to go touch up the tattoo. then today all the tattoo artist were fully booked out, so i gotta go back on monday afternoon. went home for piano lesson. fun. then watched "the pianist" again. adrien brody..so charming, even though he's so skinny...but er...i like him too. -&lt;em&gt;blush&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna practice my piano real hard this week. because my competition's just 7 days more. i must get through the semi-finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna read lots of books. now im kinda interested in literature books. suddenly, dont ask me how. and history too. arh..because of the Nazis torturing the Jews..which i still dont understand why. i want to know more. and maybe i'll dig even deeper into history of william tell. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've decided to sell my classical guitar. then with the money, i'll buy an acoustic guitar. i regret lar. the classical guitar ar..the fret board is so wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. wanna practice piano now. bye bye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17128871-114087232101678195?l=mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/114087232101678195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17128871&amp;postID=114087232101678195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114087232101678195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17128871/posts/default/114087232101678195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticaldreamsofrozannethewonderwoman.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>wonderwoman</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></feed>
