<?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-8883656529537246499</id><updated>2011-09-05T17:23:54.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>My little home for my memories...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1936020944544327051</id><published>2009-12-13T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:40:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxEZqw_EOSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pZ7q8b-W7oc/s1600/moved-sign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409132849943296290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxEZqw_EOSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pZ7q8b-W7oc/s400/moved-sign.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE MOVED! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the new address is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://because-i-cherish.onsugar.com/"&gt;http://because-i-cherish.onsugar.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1936020944544327051?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1936020944544327051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1936020944544327051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1936020944544327051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1936020944544327051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-moved-d-new-address-is-httptiara.html' title='My Move'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxEZqw_EOSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pZ7q8b-W7oc/s72-c/moved-sign.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-3000796149719059349</id><published>2009-12-02T10:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:49:58.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick check</title><content type='html'>Hi there you all, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I haven't been updating I know, but I have been pretty busy in a sense these past 2 weeks. My new site is STILL not ready yet, so I guess I will only move when I come back from Korea :D Am going to Hangul in 2 days! But before that, there's still a day of OGL camp tmr (I better not get sunburnt tmr) before I depart on friday morning for a good 8 days trip to Seoul to shop and Jeju Island to ski! Even though I couldn't go for my beloved airport attachment because of this, I still am going to enjoy it thoroughly(and bring Lee Min Ho and the rest of F4 back). Anyonghaseo Hangul! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last thursday, we went for JY's Vox Astra musical "Geek-cidentally In Love"at IJC. I rushed there in my dance tee and sch skirt after my cca. It was not bad, just a tad short and LD was grumbling about why JY couldn't go for dinner with us after that, and why we could only talk to her for a short while because being the her who liked to have "programmes" after everything(LOL), she just couldn't quite accept just going for the musical and leaving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went shopping with my family at Causeway last Friday to do some last minute shopping for Korea. I bought a pair of skinny jeans for a cheap $29 from Giordano which I am VERY happy about, because it looked so nice on me. xD The service at Giordano also made me very happy, because they didn't grumble or anything even when they had to search through their stock for my brother's S size shirt. And they provided altering for my jeans and also delivery to the Northpoint Giordano for collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then out of sheer madness yesterday, I went to Daiso at SSC after school to pick up some curlers. I really enjoyed the feeling of shopping alone for a while. Oh and what do you all think about my latest short hair look?x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxXf0Ub6N4I/AAAAAAAAAnc/XMaNj8DnfSs/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410476617287481218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxXf0Ub6N4I/AAAAAAAAAnc/XMaNj8DnfSs/s320/DSC01233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or do you think this suits me better? YOU DECIDE (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxXs9lHNGrI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AnYdnYMEIR4/s1600-h/DSC01271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410491070034025138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxXs9lHNGrI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AnYdnYMEIR4/s320/DSC01271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-3000796149719059349?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/3000796149719059349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=3000796149719059349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3000796149719059349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3000796149719059349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-there-you-all-i-havent-been-updating.html' title='A quick check'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SxXf0Ub6N4I/AAAAAAAAAnc/XMaNj8DnfSs/s72-c/DSC01233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2141721664147976981</id><published>2009-11-14T14:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:49:38.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to move</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey you all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In 11 days this blog turns one year! :D But since I have found another site which I think is better to host my blog on, I shall move this blog then. I will leave the address here for about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, after which you will have to ask me yourself if you want the new blog add. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And here's a update! This past week has been dedicated to PW, since it is the last week of PW already(awww ): ). My OP on Wednesday turned out well, though at the start I kept turning to the slides :X but other than that, all went well! Including the QnA part. (: The question first left me blank, and I had to stall for time by asking the examiner to repeat the question, but after that it all went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;After PW!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5XEzIR_0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Qcm8nYkpCu4/s1600-h/pw+grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852342847209282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5XEzIR_0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Qcm8nYkpCu4/s320/pw+grp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Group: MJ122! &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5XEvrl-ZI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TmhH4TqkKhk/s1600-h/afterpw+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852341921577362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5XEvrl-ZI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TmhH4TqkKhk/s320/afterpw+class.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5XEfXuxMI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Mxqd5iCac6w/s1600-h/after+pw+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852337543300290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5XEfXuxMI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Mxqd5iCac6w/s320/after+pw+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5X_PhicoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/udttf_mUFMA/s1600-h/after+pw+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403853346901750402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5X_PhicoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/udttf_mUFMA/s320/after+pw+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And after that immediately was 09S302's chalet! The first night, I played mahjong(won a few rounds YAY!) and BLUFF. Stupid Ariel kept catching me when I bluffed =.= , but I got better at it as the game went on and in the end HE ended up with the most pile of cards when we decided to stop the game. :P I slept at around 3am, with a few of the girls. The rest who could still hang on went to Macs to play Truth or Dare. Woke up in the morning, Khushboo felt floaty because she only slept for like 3 hours. I had 5 plus because of my smart decision to just sleep earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5l6icOnnI/AAAAAAAAAmc/r1619UvWUMM/s1600-h/2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403868659243196018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5l6icOnnI/AAAAAAAAAmc/r1619UvWUMM/s320/2012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;After 2 hours of sleeping after breakfast, we went to watch&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, even though I wanted to watch Paranormal Activity first. But 2012 turned out to be GOOD, and I am SUPER SERIOUS. It led me to reflect a lot of things after the movie. The graphics are simply stunning and the whole movie simply just blew me away. I give it a 4.95/5 (minus 0.5 simply because nothing is ever perfect (: ) So trust me. &lt;b&gt;WATCH it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uHMMmZnI/AAAAAAAAAnE/vAkHPWNmdCY/s1600-h/pw+complete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403877672703387250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uHMMmZnI/AAAAAAAAAnE/vAkHPWNmdCY/s320/pw+complete.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our completed PW Group Project File! :D &lt;333&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;09S302 CHALET PICS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uGwb-m6I/AAAAAAAAAm8/Zyaf8ET-_cY/s1600-h/chalet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403877665251695522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uGwb-m6I/AAAAAAAAAm8/Zyaf8ET-_cY/s320/chalet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uGbHeB5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Q6XzgR2IhZA/s1600-h/chalet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403877659528529810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uGbHeB5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Q6XzgR2IhZA/s320/chalet+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sv5uGAmWD5I/AAAAAAAAAms/aHjcuUh2PY0/s1600-h/chalet+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; 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I kept postponing it, so sorry xD, but I've been busy with PW OP this whole week, and suddenly I just realise how nice the weekends are. I am feeling pretty ): right now, which is why I am posting right now here in the classroom in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the VP this morning with Dad, and the conclusion is that I am going to repeat (of course). I thought I could handle it, but even out there while I was waiting while the VP spoke to my Dad inside his office first(I could hear some parts at points), my heart got heavier. All that was in control of me that period of time was that small little part in my heart that still wishfully, absurdly, unreasonably believed that I could somehow make it to J2 next year and do better, that part which was still very hinged and reluctant at the thought of wasting another year, that part who really believed that this was not what all the hard work exchanged for. The whole while I was in there, and the vp was trying to break the news that I should repeat, there were points whereby I was gathered enough to speak, but also points where I thought I couldn't take it any longer and was on the verge of bursting into tears. He was very nice about it the whole time, and told me the truth(which I already knew) in a roundabout manner, but when Dad and I left the GO and stopped outside a while to talk, I just couldn't take it anymore and burst into the long-stifled tears. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it either. I knew the reason why I was like that, it was not because I was so against the idea of repeating, but rather because I thought I worked so hard, and yet it all exchanged for this, and the thought that I had let my parents down, plus also the breaking of that little part of heart that still stupidly had a little hope into smithereens. There was also that twinge of regret there, for not having chosen the right combi thus resulting in my wasting a year. Dad was like trying to counsel me inside the car, but well, I think it is hard for him too, which is why for the 1000th time here, I am thanking the heavens for giving me such great parents. I can't emphasize more.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;After that was 3rd OP dry run, which I also screwed up somehow, when I wasn't supposed to, because I was super nervous today for don't know what reasons. I can't deny this isn't one of the hardest times in my life, but I did study, and like I said before, so I will accept, plus I don't mind it, except ok maybe for that little part(but it broke and repaired itself to be like the majority) so yea. Well it means that I have the holidays free, and I will have a better chance at going for the Changi Airport attachment thing(which I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; want) and the mass media thing at NTU. Plus I am an OGL for orientation next year, which is working out according to my plan for my new year ahead. I don't know how to feel right now, but I am &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt; of substantiating my views about the good points about repeating, and maybe you people reading are also bored. I have stopped my life long enough for this, so I shall just leave it at here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Because when one drops to the bottom, there can only be everything to gain after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It will be better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-431973298076805072?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/431973298076805072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=431973298076805072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/431973298076805072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/431973298076805072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-you-are-down-in-doldrums.html' title='When you are down in the doldrums.'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-8745791724698079681</id><published>2009-10-23T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:21:35.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; This past week, a lot of things have actually transpired in my mind. From the incessant long-hours meetings for PW WR(Written Report) at Downtown East Fish and Co Express and in school, to getting The Call from the General Office, to rushing madly for to meet the WR word limit and PW deadline today, it has been pretty much, a rushed week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me talk about The Call. All week, school has been buzzing about news like whether each other got a call, if yes, from the General Office(GO) or Civics Tutor. From what was heard,no call should be promoted, from CT means advanced and from GO means most likely going to retain. I got The Call on Thursday afternoon, when Dad called while I was PW-ing in the classroom with my PW group. I saw his call, and knew immediately that The Call must have reached him. I wasn't surprised, since I was long mentally prepared. Even my CT said it would be better for me when I met him last week, since this combination I am taking now doesn't seem to suit me very well. Indeed, I must agree, especially for Chem. The reasons, you should know if you have been reading here. I have more or less decided not to argue for advancing when Dad and I see the Principal, which The Call was to arrange for a time, because I will be sending myself into hell from this year end till the A Levels next year if I do. The only thing holding me back now is my friends' unyielding persuasion. They basically just have "DON'T RETAIN PLEASE" written on their faces every time they see me, on top of their endless talks to convince me about it. Other than that, there is also the prospect of another year of CCA(to change or not to change?) and a little bit of sadness of giving up a year, plus the weeny uncertainty brought by the what-if-don't-do-well-again-next-year-then-how question,but that is really small right now to me, because I know that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;some best decisions in life, though hard, are a must to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the case of A Levels here, quality and not quantity matters. I would rather be sad now, than to be devastated later when I get my A Lvls' results and not even qualifying for Uni, much less say the course I want(Mass Comms). Plus, I am VERY much confident of staying on top of the game next year, and being more happy as well. I hope others like me will view this the way I do too, because this is in no way the end of the world, and there are simply SO MUCH good things about another year ahead. I am not saying that one cannot be upset at all, but I just hope that they will see it in a brighter way when the sadness hits, so it won't be prolonged. (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am fortunate, because I have my parents' support. Touches me to tears every time I think about it. I just thank god for giving me such great parents. &lt;3 In a way, I wished they'd scolded me, so I could like not feel so guilty for not meeting their expectations. Then again, repeating has lots of benefits (I will post another day about it), so don't feel sorry or anything for me because I am not the least sad about it in any way, especially academically, so don't start in front of me, or you will get a tongue lashing from yours truly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SuG7tXbgDnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/TpCOWeHo7k8/s1600-h/plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SuG7tXbgDnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/TpCOWeHo7k8/s400/plane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395800216624434802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-8745791724698079681?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/8745791724698079681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=8745791724698079681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8745791724698079681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8745791724698079681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-update-in-progress-do-come-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SuG7tXbgDnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/TpCOWeHo7k8/s72-c/plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2349209776675033515</id><published>2009-10-16T20:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:44:57.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky's a little grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;i&gt; The sky is a little grey today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I say. Even though I am fine with another year, I can't say I am not the least bit upset. After all this hard work, improvements weren't seen at all, instead things went down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Not the lowest please, please, not the lowest, please..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my heart shattered the minute I counted to the first page of Chem. And for that moment, I couldn't fathom what was happening. Why was it happening? How could it happen? I prepared a month for it, and even thought it was ok. That moment, I couldn't help it, and started tearing up, trying to keep it inside, trying not to let people see, trying to believe it was ok to fall. &lt;i&gt; again.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was like forcing a cap to cover a bursting bottle, but eventually, i managed, even though there were occasions when I thought I couldn't hold it in anymore. I don't know how long this cap will hold, but it should be fine after a while. I just feel sorry towards my expectations, as well as my parents. I am sorry Daddy, I really am. And thank you for your support right till this very moment, even after my results. I have really tried, but I don't understand why it turned out like this. Maths was an accident this time, Bio I really have nothing to say because I blanked out during it, but Chem. My whole heart went into it, and it came back in smithereens. Results, cca-- everything just does not seem to go ideally, no matter how much work put in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I ask fate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that hard work rarely pays off?&lt;br /&gt;why is it that falls happen so often?&lt;br /&gt;why, must it all turn out like that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little tired. Just a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/StiDJWN1fII/AAAAAAAAAks/MGMe2HK-VBk/s1600-h/2186345147_4270f925f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/StiDJWN1fII/AAAAAAAAAks/MGMe2HK-VBk/s400/2186345147_4270f925f9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393204750381841538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; The sky is really grey today. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2349209776675033515?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2349209776675033515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2349209776675033515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2349209776675033515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2349209776675033515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/10/skys-little-grey.html' title='Sky&apos;s a little grey'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/StiDJWN1fII/AAAAAAAAAks/MGMe2HK-VBk/s72-c/2186345147_4270f925f9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7099050038870888416</id><published>2009-10-06T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:42:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This post was split into 2 for easy reading. Part 1's below! Well, now to account for my Promos. I can't believe 1 week ago, I was still suffering for it. GP and GSC was ok I guessed, Maths was not as well done as I liked too, since my screwed up brain screwed it up by forgetting even the simplest things I should know like how to integrate. There were questions that I once knew how to do, but forgot how during the exam. It wasn't my best effort at ALL. No comments for Chem, but I think it is the best H2 paper(even if it's pretty bad). As for Bio, seriously, if I am going to get retained, I will drop it. It is the hardest thing around in JC. I was despairing when I reached Section B. The whole paper is like 50 pages. Worse still, the things I studied quite a bit on did not come out, or rather, for some curious reason, I forgot basically everything. For 2 minutes during the paper, this was what I though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Should I faint right now? Then the teachers can come and carry me out to the General Office. Don't need to do this paper anymore too, and I will have a reason for doing super badly.Why not?&lt;/i&gt; -VERY tempted to just do it at this point-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am so dead for this paper.&lt;/i&gt; -flips the 50 pages back and front, trying to find something that is of sense-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I SERIOUSLY wanted to do it, but I knew I would be too scared to fake convincingly during the process it takes for the teachers to realise and run over and carry me down.  It was that bad. The worst paper ever in my life. I basically was just writing crap to those questions that I could manage to churn out crap for. The only good thing is, everyone also felt so, perhaps not the crap part, but the difficult and confirm screwed already part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On a happier note, I did my first blogshop purchase last week, and my order came nicely in just 3 days! It was the most expensive accessory I ever bought, $19.90, excluding first class shipping(registered mail) fees, which was about $2.67. I really liked it though, because it really is representative of my beliefs. :D Guess what I bought? This! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SstGdWLyAjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gXS38D5EAAs/s1600-h/show1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SstGdWLyAjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gXS38D5EAAs/s320/show1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389478849064075826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kissing Star Necklace, from Boys Over Flowers. In the show, Jun-pyo gave Jandi a necklace and said,”I am the star and the moon inside is you.”, which was so nice of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SstGdrqVQtI/AAAAAAAAAkc/6xBoYoBNnTU/s1600-h/show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SstGdrqVQtI/AAAAAAAAAkc/6xBoYoBNnTU/s320/show.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389478854829359826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  There's a reason why it's shinier, because it costs $290 if we get it from the original store in Korea. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now that my promos are over, I am going to start completing my list of to-do things after promos. There's like a thousand things there now, like catching up on the 5 episodes of Boys Over Flowers Show, which I forced myself not to watch during these 5 weeks leading up to the exam, and also increasing my culinary repertoire. I just hope the time for me to know my results won't come too soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It's not as if I didn't put in the effort. So why does everything have to come to naught? So be it. If whatever 's going to happen is really going to happen. Things happen for a reason. It might turn out better for all I know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7099050038870888416?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7099050038870888416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7099050038870888416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7099050038870888416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7099050038870888416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/10/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SstGdWLyAjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gXS38D5EAAs/s72-c/show1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-3263325327642422114</id><published>2009-10-06T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:09:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am back back back! Like I said I would. The PROMOS are officially OVER. This past month has been nothing much actually. My routine has basically been filled with LOTS of studying(though effective or not I am not sure) and the quite-too-often watching of shows that I do not normally watch at all. It's easy to get distracted when you are doing something that you really are not into at all. On 30th September, MJC had a teachers day celebration! Dance Society performed, and this is the video of our performance! It doubles as a preview of next year's dance concert to be held, so remember to get tickets from me then! :D&lt;br /&gt;Dance Society: Ave Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mopWR-PfYXI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mopWR-PfYXI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9T4o6mjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HQVdt0HuJ_8/s1600-h/P1000651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9T4o6mjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HQVdt0HuJ_8/s320/P1000651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468790909737522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9TbdRnpI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-KH2CCty2V8/s1600-h/P1000657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9TbdRnpI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-KH2CCty2V8/s320/P1000657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468783076286098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9SzQNDwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/oPZjvtZ6HnQ/s1600-h/P1000644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9SzQNDwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/oPZjvtZ6HnQ/s320/P1000644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468772284043010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9SUSQ6KI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zPidroITFLY/s1600-h/P1000649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9SUSQ6KI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zPidroITFLY/s320/P1000649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468763971184802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9SLJAvEI/AAAAAAAAAjs/8oulPRgg_JE/s1600-h/P1000654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9SLJAvEI/AAAAAAAAAjs/8oulPRgg_JE/s320/P1000654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468761516457026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then after that, Krystal, Avril, Thamila and me went to watch FINAL DESTINATION 4 3D. We had to postpone our show, because when Avril, Thamila and me showed up at Cathay Cineleisure at Orchard, we then realised something was wrong when we couldn't see Krystal.  Problem was, she said she was on the 5th floor, so were we! Turned out she got the venue wrong and had bought the tickets at the Grand Cathay, so we rushed over. Thank goodness it was just a $3 cab ride away. Even though it took us pretty long to find a taxi stand, since we realised we couldn't flag taxis down just by the side of any road. The show is M18, so I...(: , and they never checked too. xD Seriously, it's a show about the WORST ways to die. Ouch. By the end of the movie, I was already wishing for it to end because it was so painful to watch. There's not much of a storyline, just lots of computer gore. So if you are not one who likes no storylines and gory stuff, better not watch.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-3263325327642422114?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/3263325327642422114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=3263325327642422114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3263325327642422114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3263325327642422114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/10/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sss9T4o6mjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HQVdt0HuJ_8/s72-c/P1000651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6840918774422028503</id><published>2009-08-31T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:19:33.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOT to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Ok it's been quite some time since I posted, but like I said, I was in academic peril then, with chem and bio tests on the same friday and maths test following next monday, and I had a fever a few days before it, caused by my vacation at tioman, so I was panicking about my tests, esp chem because I have been putting in hard work for it,even during my vacation. I have so much to say, so I will be posting my 2nd part post tmr or some time around there as well. My chem test was postponed to Monday though because of kind Mr Wong, so I studied more over the weekend, but the results came in last week and I still failed by like HALF A MARK. =.= I just feel so...and the test was easy! The Promos are coming soon, and here I am. Getting promoted is kind of...unsure for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; When life gets you down one too many times, you feel like your efforts are all in vain. Despite the amounts put in, the payback is far less. Then, we ask, where in the world does the meaning of trying lie? In the end, is it really resilience hanging on, or just plain futile stubborness?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That long national day weekend, we went for a vacation at tioman island in malaysia. Dad, brother and I did some snorkelling, which was wonderful! The clear waters and corals, plus the colourful fishes were so stunning! There were 4 different places that we went under the snorkelling package, via boat, and the 2nd and 4th one was deep sea snorkelling! I got a shock when not long after leaving our first stop, which was near the beautiful beach of some neighbouring island, the boat suddenly stopped in the middle of the sea. There were a few sea rocks somewhere nearby, but other than that, it was the middle of the sea. It was then that I learnt that we had to jump down and snorkel. I was a bit scared at first, but with the good life jacket, it turned out to be ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I saw the colourful schools of fishes under the water, just like those you see on documentaries. A smart lady brought some bread, so all the fishes started going to her. I went to her too, not because of the bread, but because I wanted to touch all those fishes. She was very nice to offer me some of her bread, so I took the bread and went off to find my dad and bro and split it with them. Then the fishes started coming to us. xD  At our third stop, a BIG jellyfish appeared near the stairs leading to the jetty platform, which was where we were supposed to use to get out of the water. We had to avoid the great mass of jelly for a while, before it swam underneath the jetty platform.  Our 4th stop! Again the lady with the bread gave me some, and as those fishes came to me, I tried to touch them and they sprinted(ok they have no legs but still) away from me super fast. But I managed to touch them a little-- it felt cold and smooth. Some of the fish also collided into my snorkelling goggle, the part where the area around my eyes was totally covered by clear plastic. It was so funny to see them swimming super fast away after colliding into my face, and also when I just waved my hand to disturb a school of fish passing by. The school of fish just split up and fled in all directions. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur5pdO1NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VG48txJj1q8/s1600-h/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur5pdO1NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VG48txJj1q8/s320/DSC01141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376079587066172626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad on the bus at 5.30 am in the morn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur5F9nX_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/gcpX6GUar1E/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur5F9nX_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/gcpX6GUar1E/s320/DSC01150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376079577538322418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The clear waters which we snorkelled in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur4RC6iKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/B7BdinVrfJQ/s1600-h/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur4RC6iKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/B7BdinVrfJQ/s320/DSC01157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376079563333470370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur4OcJNEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/bxywYC_bOBY/s1600-h/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur4OcJNEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/bxywYC_bOBY/s320/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376079562633983042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our comfortable resort, where we lived in a big suite, because dad's the CEO. WAH big x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that trip though, besides getting a little darker, I also suffered from a throat infection and got a fever, which led to my missing of the first blocking(positioning) session for the teachers' day dance. My SECOND fever in just a space of ONE month. You can imagine how frustrated I was. Again, Mummy stayed at home and took care of me, so I returned to school after 2 days, with a face which everyone I saw said "sick". That day I returned, it was soo tiring, since the choreographer made us do the same thing over and over again, since somehow we just couldn't get it right. I swear, my heart was at maximum efficiency as I danced continuously again and again, comparable to the 2.4km run. Whoever says dance is nothing should experience this, because it will surely make them eat their words. Not only do we have to decipher the choreographer's words(like 'pull in' but where in the world is IN? Or 'Stand over there.' but where in the world is THERE? I found out only later that in meant the center of the stage, and for there, you just have to decipher it yourself there and then, since the formations are different) we also have to use our stamina and keep on going plus facial expressions need to be in place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That following wednesday though, because of an unexpected windfall, Thamila treated me to a footlong at subway! I was soooo happy. THANK YOU! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SpuvDp6hI7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/7AKztIgyQOE/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SpuvDp6hI7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/7AKztIgyQOE/s320/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376083057522582450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today was the teacher's day celebrations. But I shall keep that + the celebration of Mum's birthday at NUSS + the NATAS fair + the watching of final destination 4 today for part 2 and maybe part 3 of this blog post, so watch out for it! Enough of words for now! I just wanna BATH and take a nap.Now. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6840918774422028503?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6840918774422028503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6840918774422028503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6840918774422028503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6840918774422028503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/08/lot-to-say.html' title='A LOT to say'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Spur5pdO1NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VG48txJj1q8/s72-c/DSC01141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5551044882819077251</id><published>2009-08-15T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:58:55.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Will UPDATE ANOTHER TIME~~ -IN ACADEMIA PERIL NOW. :X&lt;br /&gt;1) Tioman Vacation&lt;br /&gt;2) Fever again &lt;br /&gt;3) CCA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5551044882819077251?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5551044882819077251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5551044882819077251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5551044882819077251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5551044882819077251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-769601580197771542</id><published>2009-08-02T09:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:50:21.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; The PROMOS are coming up in 6 weeks O.O, omgomgomgomg. I must say though, that I am trying to get my bearings together, on top of the fact that cca practices have been increased to 3 days consecutively in a week. I will get through all of this, and I will get PROMOTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last Sunday, 09S302 went for our REACH CIP at Chinese Gardens! It was a walk for the children, so some of us had to play marshalls, while others had to sell tickets and run some games at the carnival. The 4 of us(Krystal was still in Genting), had to be marshalls, and Khushboo ended up being the nearest stationed to me on the bridge I was on, so we sat together, hiding under an umbrella from the sun. Sin Yan and Lena also joined us, since our stations were all near each other, until someone called and asked them whether they were at their stations because someone said they weren't, and they ran back. x)Since our stations thing ended before the carnival ended, and we got bored watching the stage activities, the 4 of us walked around Chinese Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4Gs6REYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/SbU5i0HSdkk/s1600-h/DSC01118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4Gs6REYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/SbU5i0HSdkk/s320/DSC01118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365185850123555202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4GfPlaiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SHjjsRmmvpk/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4GfPlaiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SHjjsRmmvpk/s320/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365185846454872610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4GC_8ISI/AAAAAAAAAh8/jN7Df-UCiBc/s1600-h/DSC01121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4GC_8ISI/AAAAAAAAAh8/jN7Df-UCiBc/s320/DSC01121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365185838873059618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Model-esque Khushboo! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4F_9RlqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/vI_4lGht_E0/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4F_9RlqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/vI_4lGht_E0/s320/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365185838056576674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   On tuesday, Krystal gave us all the presents which she got for all of us from Genting, so nice of her, if only she didn't spell my name wrongly! But she got me a cute little bear keychain and a very nice necklace.Thank you Krystal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT7N_5l7fI/AAAAAAAAAi8/MfZxAfphDxU/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT7N_5l7fI/AAAAAAAAAi8/MfZxAfphDxU/s320/DSC01130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365189274014969330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rushing out my GSC newspaper article during lunch on wednesday. Krystal took this without my knowledge xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT7NlL8ldI/AAAAAAAAAi0/A6xu3J-YOwY/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT7NlL8ldI/AAAAAAAAAi0/A6xu3J-YOwY/s320/DSC01126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365189266844194258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT7NRA6qfI/AAAAAAAAAis/xQanW1v5miY/s1600-h/DSC01129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT7NRA6qfI/AAAAAAAAAis/xQanW1v5miY/s320/DSC01129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365189261429221874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's 'Tiara', not 'Taria', Krystal. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Then on Wednesday, MJ had a college reps and j2 leaders appreciation day. The SYF dance team went for it because we represented the school for SYF. It was pretty fun, and the free buffet food feast outside the hall was splendid! But we, being the greedy students we are, swept up all the 4 tables of food in half an hour. I specially skipped lunch for that, so I took quite a bit of food. :X but it was delicious ok! Yan Bing was staring at me in disbelief the whole time I ate while she waited, since she only took 1 plate of tarts and pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT6dYfbORI/AAAAAAAAAic/n6rx88YmbIo/s1600-h/DSC01132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT6dYfbORI/AAAAAAAAAic/n6rx88YmbIo/s320/DSC01132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365188438802512146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT6dAhBn5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/EldI5B58LHM/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT6dAhBn5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/EldI5B58LHM/s320/DSC01133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365188432366772114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yan Bing! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The other day though during SPA, I didn't break anything though, but Krystal split acid on my part of the work bench, and half of my paper was drenched in acid. Thank goodness it wasn't that strong of an acid, but still a little bit corrosive, since Mr Wong told us to wash it up properly. Then I had to pay for the volumetric flask I broke the other day, turned out it was $12! o.o Lynn broke a pipette and conical flask that day, so that was how Mr Wong remembered we hadn't paid :X. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I just started my new tuition yesterday, it was ok, but I really really hope it will work, because Mr Wong said during the Meet-the-Parents that we had to pass all our H2s, with only an S in 1 H2 in order to be out of the range of retain consideration. -Prays- &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where's my Gu JunPyo? And his F4 gang? ): &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-769601580197771542?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/769601580197771542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=769601580197771542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/769601580197771542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/769601580197771542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SnT4Gs6REYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/SbU5i0HSdkk/s72-c/DSC01118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6731579278628382506</id><published>2009-07-23T16:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:09:33.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I promised myself I would blog today. You know, it's not easy to squeeze things out to blog about when your life revolves around JC stuff. Anyway, my grades are all finalised, and I failed all my H2s of course, but H1s turned out ok, if not well. I am just praying my promos(which is in 8 weeks btw) will turn out better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CCA finally resumed yesterday. Life w/o cca was soooo good ok. At least you'd the time to do all the things you wanted other than study. So, our instructor adopted a new method of teaching. She was going to teach us &lt;span style="font weight:bold;"&gt; YOGA AND PILATES&lt;/span&gt;. There were parts that were unbearable I swear, since we had to remain in positions that were SO painful for minutes. It's like you lift your legs up while you lie on the floor at 45 degrees sharp for more than 30 seconds that kind of pain, and ours was extended much more longer.  My muscles were trembling really badly, and it just goes to mean that my muscles are not accustomed to the demands. But the good news is, it will become stronger after this! :D According to experts. We were all sweating drops and drops while doing. Plus yesterday was considered super basic! I am kinda dreading yoga and pilates and dance wednesday already.  We still have got to bring yoga mat next wednesday! O.O Halleluyah, may I survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Last tuesday was a BAD day; Breaking Apparatus Day. So there we were during our chemistry lab session, and it was a normal day. Mr Wong was going through the last practical, while the 4 of us at the back played with the indicators and solutions that were given to us, making the solution turn all kinds of colour. Then, it came for time to hand up our practicals. Krystal passed hers to me, and I called and passed it to Wilson who was in front. I then withdrew my hand after he took it, and in the process, my elbow knocked into Krystal's volumetric flask that was on the edge of our bench table. It went down with a splendid, fantastic smash that made the whole class turn around to look at me, while I stared on in shock and horror. All that was going on in my mind while I looked at the pieces on the floor(there was about a thousand) was 'OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG...'. Thankfully, the thing was less than $10, but Krystal and I haven't paid till now. We split the cost, but there's no plans of paying till they remember to ask. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then last wednesday was Krystal's birthday! We gave her a school PE T-shirt and house tee-shirt! She was SO surprised ok xD. We bought her PE T-shirt because hers is already perpetually black(when it's white but don't know how her washing machine turned it black and she has already thrown away 3 sets of uniform already OK.) So next year, we are going to get her a decent wallet, since she keeps her money in her pocket, and get her FAB Vanishing Power O2 to solve her black clothes problem permanently. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smglu33TnbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/FdexxICvXbU/s1600-h/DSC01105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smglu33TnbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/FdexxICvXbU/s320/DSC01105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361576843584708018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krystal when she opened the gift-- Happy 18th Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On saturday, my family went out for dinner at NUSS club house at Bukit Timah, of which my dad was a member of for 4K. Anyway, the bread and butter they served was sooo nice! The ambience was nice too, and there 2 guitar guys strumming and singing nice songs for us while we dined. The alfresco ambience was simply great. Plus, the food was superb too! The different things we each ordered was all very nice. I had a Wagyu steak (done medium), my bro took a cod fish in cream sauce, dad had a lamb rack, while mum had some sashimi, which turned out to be rice with something, and wasn't as nice as ours, but still quite nice! The appetisers were also delicious, with both the raw salmon and a special fried salmon which was raw inside but crispy on the outside turning out fabulously. Thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg0GzkUT4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/0Tca2fCvCz4/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg0GzkUT4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/0Tca2fCvCz4/s320/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361592647910969218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Wagyu Steak &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg0G2zwoUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/hG-f9EfWRh8/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg0G2zwoUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/hG-f9EfWRh8/s320/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361592648781046082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg0Gsx4hAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i1G-wP8OvwU/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg0Gsx4hAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i1G-wP8OvwU/s320/DSC01106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361592646088819714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and mum! super &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Khushboo happened to run past the camera this tuesday when Ying Zhi was taking a photo of the presentation slide in the chem lab. And when she realised, she was in the way, she tried to make a run for it. And it turned out like this.(scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg1nUuXYbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QgQ4BEvTj78/s1600-h/210720091524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg1nUuXYbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QgQ4BEvTj78/s320/210720091524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361594306078925234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Since today was listening comprehension, we were dismissed at one and Thamila came to Yishun again and both of us went to good ol' Subway! &lt;3 After that we walked around northpoint, partially looking for a nice photo album for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg3JW9QHPI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Ep2ngFsuHAE/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg3JW9QHPI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Ep2ngFsuHAE/s320/DSC01111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595990305414386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg3JFSbXHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UsN83qaBaWU/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg3JFSbXHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UsN83qaBaWU/s320/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595985562393714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok monkey, you own us all at flexibility. I admit defeat. xD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg2sMkeBCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6iyLtXFw8z4/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smg2sMkeBCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6iyLtXFw8z4/s320/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595489300907042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince wasn't too bad for me, even though there wasn't a climax, but small little hills in its place. Watched it with JY and it was nice of her to bring me my souvenirs from her HK trip! &lt;br /&gt;Next up to watch: The Haunting in Connecticut&lt;br /&gt;                  Final Destination 4 (3D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMEDIATELY UP: STUDY FOR PROMOS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6731579278628382506?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6731579278628382506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6731579278628382506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6731579278628382506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6731579278628382506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-long-time.html' title='Been a long time'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Smglu33TnbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/FdexxICvXbU/s72-c/DSC01105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4297966964222459098</id><published>2009-07-07T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:03:03.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sick life</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Oh goodness. The reason why I was not in school today while everyone was slugging it out in college was because I got the sickening combination of flu and fever, thanks to the 4E8 class bbq that we had on sunday on Sembawang Park. I am not saying it wasn't fun or anything, but it would have made me feel a lot better if I didn't get sick after standing in the on and off rain(sharing an umbrella with LD) for 4 hours at the bbq pit bbq-ing(we managed to bbq food still ok because we held umbrellas to shield the bbq pit), while the 20 plus others who did the same didn't get sick (not that I have heard of anybody sick other than me so far). It went on to the extent that I had to see a doctor yesterday morning, when my fever shot to a record high of 39.7 degrees, according to my thermometer, and all I was doing then was having an expression of absolute misery on my face, and it subsequently led to my taking MC for yesterday and today, even though there was no need for an MC yesterday because it was the Youth Day holiday in lieu, and I basically spent it taking medicine, then sleeping for hours at a stretch, before eating whatever I could, and sleeping again. How youthful. &lt;strong&gt;But I love my mother! &lt;/strong&gt;Because she stayed home yesterday(I couldn't tell specially for me or she'd taken leave beforehand) and took care of me all day long while I was refusing to do anything else other than stay put on my spot on the living room sofa with a miserable expression and the Koolfever cooling plaster stuck to my forehead. Moved me to almost tears then. This is also why I think health is one of the most important things ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In a way, it was a good thing today was a short day, ending at 3.25pm(my first day ending earlier than 5.05pm on days other than Wednesday and Friday after like one whole term). I got wind that the results for section B of our biology papers were out, and it seems that the whole cohort failed &lt;strike&gt;YAY!&lt;/strike&gt; and the highest I've heard so far is 19/60 for section B. As for me, I got a high single digit, along with quite a lot of people I guess. Well, at least I did my essay. Some 2 jokers sitting beside me during he exam wasn't rushing their Section C essays at all when I was and I was wondering why and I found out why when they handed up a piece of blank writing paper with only their names on it (LOL) when the teacher collected Section C. It seriously made me laugh then. No wonder they were doing their section B so relaxedly when I was rushing here and there, trying to save whatever marks I could. I'm going to school tmr, and it seems the GP results will be out O.O. Hopefully I will do well.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4297966964222459098?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4297966964222459098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4297966964222459098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4297966964222459098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4297966964222459098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-life.html' title='A sick life'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4140937160945431488</id><published>2009-07-03T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:26:28.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;   Finally, I can watch television without guilt, because the MYEs, which has tortured me for the past 2 to 3 weeks of my June holiday, is finally over. There was a lot of 'bloodshed' involved during those hours of examination for everybody. xD I feel very short-changed actually, this is the first time that I have consecutively sat down from almost from morning to night for the past 2 weeks of my holiday to study/mug, and all I got in exchange are straight 'U's for all my H2s (H1 SHOULD/ &amp;amp; MUST be ok, if not I'll die). I didn't even resort to this during the O levels. I should have, because I know I'd have done better if I'd. Instead, after all this 'efforts' on my part, it just doesn't seem enough. And like what I said on Facebook, (I)'Tiara Lim Man Ting think it's best that she doesn't comment about her MYEs cos she will either 1. Start hatching a diabolical plan to send the world into apocalypse so that things such as exams and grades such as 'U's won't exist 2. Start speaking in colourful expletives in every language she can command (which is 5) 3. Recruit minions who share the same vision as her and assasinate those who played a part in setting the papers'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I returned back to my volunteering work today at the tampines FSC, like after a month. New students were assigned to me. I got these 2 naughty K2 boys first, before I got this Indian girl in primary 1. And you know what I was supposed to teach her?CHINESE! Like omg, and it was all because her parents wanted her to learn it as a second lnguage. o.o She was quite weak-- didn't know how to write 1 to 10. I made her practise the words, and gave her a spelling test after that. Then I went home and got Subway for dinner! :D It's my 3rd time eating it this week, but I ain't tired of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Last friday though, there was the annual Dance Camp at YTSS! It was the same old format of course-- a buffet, followed by Talent Night performances by our juniors. The seniors (sec 4 and graduated ones) were half talked and half pressured into performing, so we just tried to recall some of the dances we did last time, and just did a small performance. There were some forgetting of moves. :X Below is a video, discovered on one of my junior's blog, of the different groups of seniors' dances. Sec 4s, then the 2 groups of JC1s, and then my seniors 2 years in front. I am with my group somewhere at 6.20 I think.(in white and blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;OBJECT height=385 width=480&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="movie" VALUE="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlUJYR_0u8M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="allowFullScreen" VALUE="true"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="allowscriptaccess" VALUE="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlUJYR_0u8M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we are on this, let's watch the original version performed during last year's TDC! :D 100% self-choreographed by LD, Jy and me! We went through a lot before we could finally perform, shall tell the story another time. Tell me what you think yea? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FK799xZQFcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FK799xZQFcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There's a bbq this sunday for 4e8, hopefully it'll be fun. On monday, it's k-ing for jy, ld(maybe) and me! Tomorrow, hopefully will be shopping, if not I'll stay at home and make baked rice(it passed my gourmet father's standards, though of course, it can always be improved) for my family. Shall upload my culinary pictures if I remember to take some (which I always forget to take the past 3 times I made the thing). And YAY! There's Boys Over Flowers tomorrow night! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4140937160945431488?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4140937160945431488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4140937160945431488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4140937160945431488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4140937160945431488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-i-can-watch-television-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7736121413821397755</id><published>2009-06-28T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:50:45.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; The song "Heal The World", is what I happened to listen to today on 987 FM. I found it nice, and even though I am no fan of Michael Jackson, I feel for this loss, like so many around the world have. A star has fallen away from us, and the world mourns together in memory of him. Those who have seen his talent and heard his music, will remember him as an icon, and forget his eccentrities. His music, will forever be in the hearts of those who heard. This song is featured here now as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the King of Pop forever-- Michael Jackson.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7736121413821397755?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7736121413821397755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7736121413821397755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7736121413821397755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7736121413821397755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute.html' title='A tribute.'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-3005260427593425866</id><published>2009-06-24T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:58:43.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I think I am dead meat for the mid years. I don't know, I just get this feeling, since nothing is really staying in my head. -prays- Even though I have been trying to study as much as I can this past 2 weeks, I really doubt it's enough, and somemore I am the type that drifts away very often, and can only pull myself back after quite some time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hmm I forgot to post the pictures of the tier 1 chem and bio research that we went for during the first week of the holidays. Chemistry's was about testing and finding out the optimum conditions for the smoothness of the milk curd whereas Bio was about using cells from the mouth to find out whether one was a taster or a non-taster. I am a taster! :D&lt;br /&gt;For Bio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcU1hrRJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/jy0lXcS5LJc/s1600-h/DSC01005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcU1hrRJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/jy0lXcS5LJc/s320/DSC01005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350729714072503442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcUtD020I/AAAAAAAAAe8/P52mcrIyjHw/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcUtD020I/AAAAAAAAAe8/P52mcrIyjHw/s320/DSC00970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350729711799819074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcUZ9iODI/AAAAAAAAAe0/F4ReZ-0utCY/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcUZ9iODI/AAAAAAAAAe0/F4ReZ-0utCY/s320/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350729706673158194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcUJfqC3I/AAAAAAAAAes/xEDg2L8WyTE/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcUJfqC3I/AAAAAAAAAes/xEDg2L8WyTE/s320/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350729702252874610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeM-ASJOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/M0goaJQJG9k/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeM-ASJOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/M0goaJQJG9k/s320/DSC00985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350731777932666082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMg1DL1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/-V7HlU04yKk/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMg1DL1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/-V7HlU04yKk/s320/DSC00994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350731770100920146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMvL35VI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-lYYwHPDCiQ/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMvL35VI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-lYYwHPDCiQ/s320/DSC00984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350731773954745682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMAY0M5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/cJW1JgUrYk4/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMAY0M5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/cJW1JgUrYk4/s320/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350731761392563090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMCExo2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/afjCpag9JkQ/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGeMCExo2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/afjCpag9JkQ/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350731761845379938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then last tues, Krystal, Avril, Thamila and me (Khushboo ps us at the last minute because of her PW group meeting ): ) went to my aunt's condo at Icon to make use of the facility to watched our rented DVD. The one I rented for us, was based on Krystal's recommendation who has a penchant for gore and horror (she laughs at it LOL). It was called The Descent(2005) and it was rated M18. Krystal and Avril each bought like 3 big packets of potato chips, while Thamila, who was as usual, late(and dragged Avril who was waiting for her to be late too), forgot to bring the drinks which she bought and had to buy some below the condo impromptu. The movie is about an expedition into an unexplored cave for 7 ladies that goes (super) horribly wrong. Just yahoo/google it if you want to know the rough storyline. There were some parts that were outright horrible ok, what with a broken bone sticking out of one of the women's leg when she fell, and her doc friend pushing it back in for her in order to bandage it(I was screaming half in pain for her and half in jest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhRDPl22I/AAAAAAAAAgE/EuQXv7IsDA8/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhRDPl22I/AAAAAAAAAgE/EuQXv7IsDA8/s320/DSC01077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350735146593409890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhQ5D5JvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/_L9YiOkbzRk/s1600-h/DSC01076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhQ5D5JvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/_L9YiOkbzRk/s320/DSC01076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350735143859988210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhQs4urbI/AAAAAAAAAf0/uJGux_CZEmQ/s1600-h/DSC01084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhQs4urbI/AAAAAAAAAf0/uJGux_CZEmQ/s320/DSC01084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350735140591938994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Went to Johor Malaysia last Sunday for like one whole day to wait for a family meal, and got one at an expensive price. Thank god whil waiting at my grandparents' house in the afternoon, my 2 kid cousins were there to entertain me with their antics. Here's a look at 1 of them xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhRHCh-LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/U_LVQK60Blg/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhRHCh-LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/U_LVQK60Blg/s320/DSC01089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350735147612371122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhRX-HhGI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zkJ7qK0YyKk/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGhRX-HhGI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zkJ7qK0YyKk/s320/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350735152157262946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Just got back from watching the movie Transformers:Revenge of The Fallen. It was GREAT! The visual effects were totally stunning, and the storyline wasn't that bad either. I give it a 4.5/5(despite the newspapers giving it a 0.5/5---I think they went off their rockers). So yup, if you have to watch any movie this year, this will be it. Next up is Harry Potter! But for now, I got to go back to mugging ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkIExa0iGHI/AAAAAAAAAgc/c2-js4tF1X8/s1600-h/transformers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkIExa0iGHI/AAAAAAAAAgc/c2-js4tF1X8/s320/transformers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350844554329331826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-3005260427593425866?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/3005260427593425866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=3005260427593425866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3005260427593425866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3005260427593425866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/06/screwed_24.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SkGcU1hrRJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/jy0lXcS5LJc/s72-c/DSC01005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7344517255392984615</id><published>2009-06-14T18:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:12:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A recap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;   It's been a long wait I supposed xD But yes yes now I am posting! So here's what has been up with me this past week and a half. Starting from last Sat: I went for 6 Sincere class gathering, to the zoo with Fairus and Jy, watched the Hannah Montana movie with Jy on tues, then flew off to Kuching in Sarawak in Malaysia on wednesday with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The class gathering was actually quite fun, though it took a while for the fun to set in, because we had to wait for quite a while (50 mins or so) for all the people who were going to turn up to turn up. 14 people turned up in the end, but I was a lil disappointed becase 18 were supposed to come, but forgot for some reasons, like thinking it was next Saturday instead of this one. -.- It was pretty hilarious, seeing how some of us went "Who are you?" and started to get to know each other all over again. Well it has been 3+ years since we last properly met, and 5 years since we saw Mr Lee(our pri 5 form teacher who turned up! &lt;s&gt;thanks to me.basically everybody turned up thanks to me because &lt;strong&gt;I organised it&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/s&gt; xD We had pizza at Pastamania AMK and celebrated Jolene's birthday(thanks to Cheryl's brilliant last minute idea). Thanks to Mr Lee who generously treated us to our pizza! :D Photos thanks to Tien Yin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQ4LIgeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kTh4NJH9QWw/s1600-h/Mr+Lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQ4LIgeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kTh4NJH9QWw/s320/Mr+Lee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347136442064208354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our long-lost Mr Lee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZyNGOJ7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/8HsVaLB-Rvc/s1600-h/reupload1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZyNGOJ7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/8HsVaLB-Rvc/s320/reupload1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138114128062386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTXqhS5iUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ssy-__Z0Eb0/s1600-h/jolkcutting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTXqhS5iUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ssy-__Z0Eb0/s320/jolkcutting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347135783087737154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZyrAwTYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2gGFXxE_YWA/s1600-h/LOLcheryl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZyrAwTYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2gGFXxE_YWA/s320/LOLcheryl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138122158198146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQ7DfZCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/x8RokafI_qw/s1600-h/LOLcheryl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQ7DfZCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/x8RokafI_qw/s320/LOLcheryl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347136442837460002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQfcoVgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/el-3vhiPsUQ/s1600-h/notaghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQfcoVgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/el-3vhiPsUQ/s320/notaghost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347136435426711042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZyYRGIiI/AAAAAAAAAb8/56SAv287j2o/s1600-h/6sinceregals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZyYRGIiI/AAAAAAAAAb8/56SAv287j2o/s320/6sinceregals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138117126464034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half of the gals at the gathering~ From left: Yvonne, ZhiJiun, Tiara, Enyu, Jolene, Cheryl and Tien Yin who is behind the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTXq0S9THI/AAAAAAAAAbE/XDJ_LEQqOfE/s1600-h/Theguyss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTXq0S9THI/AAAAAAAAAbE/XDJ_LEQqOfE/s320/Theguyss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347135788188257394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lol the guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZynl1OeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/AFzGat84bqk/s1600-h/Classpiccy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTZynl1OeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/AFzGat84bqk/s320/Classpiccy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138121239968226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know you love 6 Sincere &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTXqagYSTI/AAAAAAAAAak/pIM-RK0ybIw/s1600-h/afterwards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTXqagYSTI/AAAAAAAAAak/pIM-RK0ybIw/s320/afterwards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347135781265230130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our wandering and stopping for a coffee and yak session at Orchard Starbucks after the gathering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On tuesday after cca, we went to the Singapore Zoo! It was pretty fun, what with the gathering of mankind, featherkind and furkind, basically animalkind. At the start of the journey though, while Fairus stopped for pictures of the monkeys, I was standing right there under a tree and suddenly I felt something drop and brush my hair a little, with half of the drop going splat on te ground. It was wet, and just to confirm and reassure myself, I just used a finger or two to lightly touch the place where the thing hit the side of my hair. My fingers came out with a bit of something that was orange in colour. My heart sank then, wishing that what was on my head wasn't what I thought it most likely was. Just then JY turned round and her eyes went to the side of my head, and her eyebrows furrowed. She asked what that was on my head. I didn't know too and I just said what I thought it was : bird shit. And she started bursting into gales of laughter while I mini-screamed in disgust. She helped me to wipe off the thing with tissue paper, till it was completely off. Fairus said it was my 'lucky day', and we reckoned it wasn't bird shit(thank goodness. If not I would have shrieked till all the birdkind in the zoo go flying/fleeing off into the wilderness, because they know I'd karate chop every single one I see that's left behind), because it was orange and bird/any animal shits are never orange as far as we knew, and the thing didn't stink at all, so we just brushed it off as some juice or dew from some random plant or fruit above in the tree. After the zoo thing, JY and I went to watch HM the movie. It ws pretty nice and meaningful, and featured here is the song "The Climb" from the movie, hopefully you all like i too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Speaking of lucky, I found out I won a NuTeens hamper worth $50 from Teenage on Monday! :D That was a surprise because I didn't really expect anything when I keyed in those answers online monthly for all the things to win after each issue of the mag.Shall blog about going to Kuching with my family next time. Got to eat, and get my butt down to studying because I haven't! :X Shall end of this long post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to Fairus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTodTnmMDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/LcB_vvnKKXw/s1600-h/IMG_3076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTodTnmMDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/LcB_vvnKKXw/s320/IMG_3076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347154247775825970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTod6p5SRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yL2zYmpxUmM/s1600-h/IMG_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTod6p5SRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yL2zYmpxUmM/s320/IMG_3156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347154258254448914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually like this pelican because it almost bit JY's head off while she was trying to retrieve the pamphlet for Fairus, but too bad, JY bent way too low for it and it couldn't leave the pole (because it was trained to) it was standing on. (jkjk) xD&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTod0F_HHI/AAAAAAAAAck/Md-9Tmw-9c8/s1600-h/IMG_3014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTod0F_HHI/AAAAAAAAAck/Md-9Tmw-9c8/s320/IMG_3014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347154256493223026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTodiNVPgI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WxE-mP3GY7o/s1600-h/IMG_3115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTodiNVPgI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WxE-mP3GY7o/s320/IMG_3115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347154251692195330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7344517255392984615?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7344517255392984615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7344517255392984615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7344517255392984615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7344517255392984615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/06/recap.html' title='A recap!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SjTYQ4LIgeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kTh4NJH9QWw/s72-c/Mr+Lee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5678097860491357180</id><published>2009-06-03T17:26:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:26:35.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What life's like</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I feel like sleeping now, but because I just wolfed down 2 doughnuts(chocolate and oreo cheese) from Chewy, I don't think it's a good idea. xD The Chem research today was ok, we tried to investigate the effect of sugar on the HL ginger milk curd. There's more experiments on the ginger milk-curd tmr, and for bio, it will be some sort of tasting i think. &lt;s&gt;But I seriously think that I will NEVER be a researcher, EVER.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      On Monday, we had our GP paper before going on our NE trip, which is a tradition for MJ1s! Hmm the GP paper was ok, I guess(and hope), and then 09S302 went to the Children Little Museum(yes i didn't type it wrongly), before we went to watch Monsters VS Aliens. Sadly, it wasn't 3D, so this kinda slashed the fun factor. The movie, though funny, was still somewhat, a waste of my time, since errr I think there're many movies out there that are more worth my spending. But I am not saying it's not good, it's just a bit no point for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZNSUdXmuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FYmVI8Xhvmo/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZNSUdXmuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FYmVI8Xhvmo/s320/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343042985046547170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1tNoL3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/NOgI9mlNS2w/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1tNoL3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/NOgI9mlNS2w/s320/DSC00875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343042493475204978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was on the wall. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1Q6ywlI/AAAAAAAAAX0/mVLOvWOLz9U/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1Q6ywlI/AAAAAAAAAX0/mVLOvWOLz9U/s320/DSC00880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343042485880013394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1SnauRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/yiibbmQMtp0/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1SnauRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/yiibbmQMtp0/s320/DSC00882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343042486335617298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1H342aI/AAAAAAAAAXk/cBvkZ40WKyE/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM1H342aI/AAAAAAAAAXk/cBvkZ40WKyE/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343042483451910562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say cheese! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM0q31IlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/OUxwUB9ellQ/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZM0q31IlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/OUxwUB9ellQ/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343042475667038802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then yesterday, since we had a 5 hours break in between our lectures, we went for bowling at E hub! Everyone bowled except thamila, and in the end I was 2nd! :D Though it wasn't really a perfect starting, I did a double strike the last turn. And Avril kept saying " I can't believe it you know,how can tiara win me?!" Face it la Avril :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQXOi28GI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7HYnYo8bEhI/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQXOi28GI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7HYnYo8bEhI/s320/DSC00887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343046367893188706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQW8CyrtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RToco7Q8M0s/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQW8CyrtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RToco7Q8M0s/s320/DSC00891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343046362926853842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZSYkRr84I/AAAAAAAAAY0/4rToUFVjb-Y/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZSYkRr84I/AAAAAAAAAY0/4rToUFVjb-Y/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343048589929870210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQW3yF8xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PAWs3IMaQl0/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQW3yF8xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PAWs3IMaQl0/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343046361783071506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQWubE8MI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wc2x_0ltkwI/s1600-h/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQWubE8MI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wc2x_0ltkwI/s320/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343046359270617282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQWZiDyPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jlidcyowSkU/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZQWZiDyPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jlidcyowSkU/s320/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343046353662757106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And after bowling, we went to enjoy chicken rice at Mr Chicken Rice, also at downtown east, recommended by khushboo. According to her, it was by the chef who used to work at Mandarin hotel, the place which sells the superb chicken rice at $20 plus a plate (according to rich Krystal). The meal turned out super nice, and I can't wait to introduce my family to it. Check it out...but don't drool :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZT4Rv-E3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/zl-72tvMQbA/s1600-h/DSC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZT4Rv-E3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/zl-72tvMQbA/s320/DSC00918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343050234224055154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL krystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZT4assiOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/HQtlwDlV0m4/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZT4assiOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/HQtlwDlV0m4/s320/DSC00919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343050236626241762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avrillllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZT4Ois3rI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GjLJxJClqNA/s1600-h/DSC00920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZT4Ois3rI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GjLJxJClqNA/s320/DSC00920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343050233363095218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After that we went to Macs for desert(ice-cream), before going back to school one hour early before the lecture. We hid from the sticky and humid weather at the school library, and then it was the end of our fun adventure as we went for Maths lecture, during which, unsurprisingly, I was lost and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrgSKsDI/AAAAAAAAAac/3MllHcjmCOU/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrgSKsDI/AAAAAAAAAac/3MllHcjmCOU/s320/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054412833796146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5 cups of water from Macs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrgRM2hI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fzRVMDOC2c4/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrgRM2hI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fzRVMDOC2c4/s320/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054412829743634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute khushboo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrZ2d_VI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JpfaNE5uQ98/s1600-h/DSC00924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrZ2d_VI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JpfaNE5uQ98/s320/DSC00924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054411107007826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrRrhmaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/jVxDi4btj5A/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZXrRrhmaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/jVxDi4btj5A/s320/DSC00930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054408913623458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW8aBodcI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/YWYbPcvoQ-A/s1600-h/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW8aBodcI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/YWYbPcvoQ-A/s320/DSC00945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343053603699979714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW8CiT_OI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WdlZtkTUpxk/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW8CiT_OI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WdlZtkTUpxk/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343053597394599138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My bunny pencil case! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW8Dz4ChI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cCbMa-jyGj4/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW8Dz4ChI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cCbMa-jyGj4/s320/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343053597736700434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW75NrraI/AAAAAAAAAZk/QK1cC7bqIZU/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW75NrraI/AAAAAAAAAZk/QK1cC7bqIZU/s320/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343053594892152226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now you know who's the book wormie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW7xht-3I/AAAAAAAAAZc/GXxzVwIHqAs/s1600-h/DSC00957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZW7xht-3I/AAAAAAAAAZc/GXxzVwIHqAs/s320/DSC00957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343053592828705650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5678097860491357180?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5678097860491357180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5678097860491357180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5678097860491357180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5678097860491357180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-lifes-like.html' title='What life&apos;s like'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiZNSUdXmuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FYmVI8Xhvmo/s72-c/DSC00876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1782795649670857665</id><published>2009-05-31T18:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:13:59.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; OH god. I just finished my 1st Maths tuition session, and I feel as if my whole soul has been sucked out of me. I don't know, partly it's because I was kinda sleepy at some point of time in the tuition, and because I was a little bit of frustrated/upset/dubious about whether my tutor was adequate enough to help me, since she's a fresh A lvl RJC graduate,&lt;s&gt; and there was a question or 2 she couldn't answer, and also where she used a kind of different method to do the qn&lt;/s&gt; and whether I would really improve at the rate we're going. I don't know. I hope so. She's super nice, and I really wouldn't want to terminate her unless i really have to. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tomorrow's GP MYE. To say the least, I guess it's not really my worst subject, but at the same time, I really hope I can do ok, if not well. I am just SO worried about the rest of my subjects, esp CHEM(look at my right-at-the-bottom-of-class results the last test), bio and maths (lightning strikes).-prays- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yesterday, I went to see who else but JOLIN at Jurong point! :DD LD and i wanted to meet earlier and go, but there were little delays here and there, so we made it only an hour before she was scheduled to be there. But even so, there were already lots of people waiting. We decided to just stay near the stage, instead of going all the way to the back to queue for her signature, since, we couldn't even see the stage from back there, and we could always join the queue later. As it got closer to the time, more and more people started to squeeze with us. At 1pm, FM933 DJ Chongqing went on stage, Jolin arrived soon after and we all started screaming! :D Hmm I didn't really like her image styling, since she'd be much prettier with other styles, but nevertheless, she was extremely pretty! She sang 2 songs, first 'Flower Butterfly', then Compromise. Here are the pics! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJbZ4PkTSI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DP8YwbTM2F4/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJbZ4PkTSI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DP8YwbTM2F4/s320/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932608167365922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we arrived at around 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJdcwIB_KI/AAAAAAAAAXE/tP6FYUyGz5k/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJdcwIB_KI/AAAAAAAAAXE/tP6FYUyGz5k/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341934856551136418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;933FM deejay Chongqqing! :D Funniest person ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa7CZMIDI/AAAAAAAAAWk/wUntLpEKnvU/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa7CZMIDI/AAAAAAAAAWk/wUntLpEKnvU/s320/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932078316134450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jolin! Dancing and singing to 'Flower Butterfly'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6xSzeQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0VWZqUeoSGY/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6xSzeQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0VWZqUeoSGY/s320/DSC00859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932073725950210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6iFqieI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AXj-JD1n1Q0/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6iFqieI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AXj-JD1n1Q0/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932069644306914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing to the slow song 'Compromise'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6WdZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5-VgpIZ9uxU/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6WdZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5-VgpIZ9uxU/s320/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932066522650770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD and me wanted to go take-away some fast food after the signing session began, before coming back to queue, since the queue was super long. But we wandered round and round in search of KFC, and were doing so for 40 minutes or so, and by then, the queue was already super short, and worried that Jolin might go by the time we got our lunch, I dragged LD and we zoomed right to near the front of the stage(yes that was how short the line was) and I took the chance to take a few close-up pics of Jolin, before going up on stage for her to sign the album cover. Jolin was seated at the table, with a few work personnel beside her. The person just took my album cover and passed it to another person who passed it to Jolin who signed, and who passed it to the person who handed me my signed album. Since the last time I went during primary 5 to get her autograph, she didn't like look/talk to me, I took the chance this time and I went "Jolin, 你好!'(Hello Jolin!) and smiled and waved like an idiot at her. A fraction of a second later, her eyes moved from the album she was signing up towards me, with the permanent plastered smile on her face for a second or two, before looking back at the album she was signing. xD I am contented, but I just figured afterwards that I should have asked her a question or something so she'd talk to me, instead of being the idiot I was, but can't blame me, that was the best that came out of me that moment. :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJdc-3V5DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vdan8rlvrbo/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJdc-3V5DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vdan8rlvrbo/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341934860507669554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took this in front of the stage, before I was about to go up for the signing, since no cameras allowed on stage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6epRx6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/25M6ElNgBew/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJa6epRx6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/25M6ElNgBew/s320/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932068719937442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jolin! &lt;33(zoomed version of originally smaller pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJiYDaE4kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/1w5sxRJmC1E/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJiYDaE4kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/1w5sxRJmC1E/s320/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341940273385890370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My signed album! (though it wasn't really signed as nicely as LD's one ): maybe cos I distracted Jolin as she signed :X)but never mind, I got one nicely signed one when I went in primary 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then LD and me finally found KFC(turned out it was in the old Jurong Point block) and we chatted a few hours there, and roamed around the mall. The event turned out not bad actually, if not for the fact that I felt cheated because the 2nd edition album came with the DVD i had waited so long for, and was sold at $22 there while I bought the first edition CD-only album for $17.50 the day before, resigned that the 2nd edition wasn't going to be released before the signing session. And also turned out that the version I bought was going at 2 for $18 at the signing session, so you can guess how cheated I felt. But never mind, there are only a 5 mvs in the dvd anyway, so not much loss. &lt;s&gt; But there were other things such as image cards of Jolin in there!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJjXer_H8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/qoIfbvN_QZ0/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJjXer_H8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/qoIfbvN_QZ0/s320/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941363040526274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  While getting a respite in, of all places, the restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you all enjoy the song 'Parachute' while reading this. It's my fav song right now in Jolin's album. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1782795649670857665?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1782795649670857665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1782795649670857665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1782795649670857665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1782795649670857665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SiJbZ4PkTSI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DP8YwbTM2F4/s72-c/DSC00846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-9013748287098612469</id><published>2009-05-25T18:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:50:13.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The loser's a winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;  The whole school went down to watch the soccer boys today for their championships! It was a great match to watch, with my heart threatening to go into arrest at certain points of the match. And guess what? With a score to 2-3, we got second! Hmmm actually I personally don't have any regrets, it's just like your asking a Olympian silver medallist how he/she feels-- MJ is proud about her loss, (even though a win is still much deserving for us) because we saw how our soccer team fought, and they were doing their very best, so much so that the score was at 2-2 at half-time. It took VJ a good 30+ minutes to get their crucial goal in in the 2nd half, and even during the last 2 minutes of the match, our side tried to get a goal in, and it missed by just a cm into the goal post. So 2-3, tough luck?Maybe. But ability-wise, we're definitely even, if not better. I am sure our team knows that they really deserved it, and already did their best-est, which is why I think they didn't cry when the match ended. And another thing was that we cheered our hearts out there at the stadium, right up till the last note of our college anthem. Hah call it a show of my school spirit. Still, congrats to VJ. We played graciously, we lost graciously. Anyway, last year I heard VJ deserved the cup, but still they lost to us, so this year, it's our turn, since we totally deserved it, but yet lost it still. Well actually I don't mind, as long as we take turns to win every year, fair enough. And just like Mr Chua said, "We haven't lost, we're only postponing the championship to next year." :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLmpo6tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tVs2RLjF-Sc/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLmpo6tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tVs2RLjF-Sc/s320/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339723444066511570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the bus there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLiliJOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/sILTnOLRjTE/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLiliJOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/sILTnOLRjTE/s320/DSC00814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339723442975548642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLZ5vdAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/7O33ZRPQwAw/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLZ5vdAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/7O33ZRPQwAw/s320/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339723440644387842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8rQ_yjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wFN0IFeShHg/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8rQ_yjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wFN0IFeShHg/s320/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339722088095664690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khushboo and thamila! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8plqBsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hSLxhm3n8k8/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8plqBsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hSLxhm3n8k8/s320/DSC00823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339722087645447874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Warm-ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8Vh276I/AAAAAAAAAU0/aItpYwGG_Bs/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8Vh276I/AAAAAAAAAU0/aItpYwGG_Bs/s320/DSC00827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339722082260807586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enthu security guard strikes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8bB8buI/AAAAAAAAAUs/lBMMq77MFJ4/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8bB8buI/AAAAAAAAAUs/lBMMq77MFJ4/s320/DSC00828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339722083737562850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8EWtiDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/BwxxtCr98hM/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqA8EWtiDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/BwxxtCr98hM/s320/DSC00830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339722077650651186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our mascot! (again again our security guard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_1CvYauI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uhWh6K7CwhU/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_1CvYauI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uhWh6K7CwhU/s320/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339720857446542050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_1JWdPSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SmEQLxdotfk/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_1JWdPSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SmEQLxdotfk/s320/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339720859221048610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_00UUs3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/0spKOSNnU8Q/s1600-h/DSC00839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_00UUs3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/0spKOSNnU8Q/s320/DSC00839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339720853574955890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The prize-giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_0jY3qoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_tRdIgsG3h0/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_0jY3qoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_tRdIgsG3h0/s320/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339720849030621826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_0X6zDLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ar_qd9_eiwo/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Shp_0X6zDLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ar_qd9_eiwo/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339720845951700146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MJ soccer team! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the KTV piccys with jy and ld last last saturday! Courtesy, of who but jy of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqHRlwOK0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/4AQoCA9S9cE/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqHRlwOK0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/4AQoCA9S9cE/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729044463037250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqHRanMJwI/AAAAAAAAAVs/a6EqGzMa40E/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqHRanMJwI/AAAAAAAAAVs/a6EqGzMa40E/s320/IMG_0153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729041472366338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqHRsvjK9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/oKFrlfHnpwo/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqHRsvjK9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/oKFrlfHnpwo/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729046339267538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I love and am proud of MJ! :D &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; cos our school spirit rocks my socks xD &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-9013748287098612469?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/9013748287098612469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=9013748287098612469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/9013748287098612469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/9013748287098612469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/05/losers-winner.html' title='The loser&apos;s a winner'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShqCLmpo6tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tVs2RLjF-Sc/s72-c/DSC00813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2317820089994097240</id><published>2009-05-23T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:53:23.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh take me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am back after a hiatus, like finally. The previous weekend, I really wanted to update, but was effectively intimidated from doing so by the combination of bio, chem and math tests last friday and this monday respectively(even though I still failed most likely). Been waiting for the piccys on JY's blog for our KTV session last last saturday and she never posted them =.=' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today was a friday, so krystal, avril, thamila and I went to tampines for our end-of-the-week lunch, too bad khushboo couldn't make it the last minute. We walked through the malls for a while, specifically CD-Rama@ Popular because I wanted to look at Jolin's latest CD, and what it included inside, before I decide whether I want to buy! She's coming to Singapore next weekend and I am sooooo going to go for her signing session. It's a once in every 6 years thing! Because the last time I went, I was in primary 5, but then I was too shy, so I didn't like scream for her/talked to her when she signed my copy of her album then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbSZ4Up7jI/AAAAAAAAATU/wVS9uiAeCfA/s1600-h/Jolin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbSZ4Up7jI/AAAAAAAAATU/wVS9uiAeCfA/s200/Jolin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338685750351883826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After that, I went for the CIP tutoring session I signed up for. Turned out it was just opposite of Dunman Sec, and even though it was a bit boring(unlike where I used to work), the hours(2) are fine and it's like once a week, so definitely ok for me, just that I wish it was nearer because it's like I have to go there for 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On Tuesday, Triton and Miranda house got sent to watch the soccer semi-finals between SAJC and MJC at VJC! It was superrrr fun, as always, while watching the match. I seemed to have morphed into a soccer fanatic overnight because of MJ! But you cannot blame me, it's really infectious. Even avril the non-school-spiriter opened her mouth to cheer xD so it's no wonder our cheers blew the roof off. And yay we won 2-0! (Thamila was screeching so high-pitchedly everytime the ball went into the goal/everytime SAJC came close to scoring that my eardrums almost burst) So we are into the finals, up against VJC next monday, when the whole school is going to go down to Jalan Besar stadium to watch the finals, and of course, ensure the stadium roof gets blown off once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjxQN1OI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a0FPSO0YYwM/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjxQN1OI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a0FPSO0YYwM/s320/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689218787792098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjt0If0I/AAAAAAAAATs/r8JZVMQGVQ8/s1600-h/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjt0If0I/AAAAAAAAATs/r8JZVMQGVQ8/s320/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689217864695618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our over-super-soccer-enthusiastic security guard. He is the no. 1 fan of the soccer team, so much so that he was also brought along on 1 of the buses from MJC to VJC, leaving mjc's security during that 2 hours at risk. xD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjQHuySI/AAAAAAAAATk/XOrbYPLl7EY/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjQHuySI/AAAAAAAAATk/XOrbYPLl7EY/s320/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689209893832994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjSoRBVI/AAAAAAAAATc/s3oIZPe3f2E/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbVjSoRBVI/AAAAAAAAATc/s3oIZPe3f2E/s320/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689210567165266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again again.(Yes he really is THAT enthu :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The June hols are coming! There's going to be lots of make-up lectures, extra in-house research things that we signed up for, and studying for MYEs(!!!) and dance practices. Dance has been ok so far, so yup, but we'll be learning new choreography soon for a CIP performance I think. And OH, the bus I was on today almost broke down! But thank god we didn't have to get off or something, just that the bus driver rejected passengers at the later stops. Hmmm shall update another time, am gg to sleep now! x)&lt;br /&gt;and wake up and study again tmr(that is, if I have enough will to, hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I'm not saying it's bad, I'm just saying it'll be better with me inside.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2317820089994097240?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2317820089994097240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2317820089994097240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2317820089994097240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2317820089994097240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-take-me.html' title='Oh take me..'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ShbSZ4Up7jI/AAAAAAAAATU/wVS9uiAeCfA/s72-c/Jolin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7173979949836504657</id><published>2009-05-08T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:08:48.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;i&gt;It's ok.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I didn't expect to be home so early, but things don't go according to expectations everytime I guess. I was particularly nervous during the short bus ride on 109, after lunch at tampines with the usual group, since the dance committee election results were going to be out. What I kept thinking on the bus was "It's ok if you didn't get it, it's ok..." and all the way up to the geog room whereby we were supposed to meet the teachers. We went inside the geog room, then the results were out, and after that I went home. All the mental preparations did come in handy after all, though I was hoping not to use it, but I know it's just one of those patches in life, and there's something better waiting for me I know. For now, it's time to take a little step back and take a rest from all this leading&lt;s&gt; and do something to bring up those horrifying results&lt;/s&gt;. It's pretty tiring sometimes ok. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Because this's life. There's this much you can lose, but so much more you can get.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can get.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgPoSRDm78I/AAAAAAAAATM/BUtFXwg-OY8/s1600-h/174005_full.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgPoSRDm78I/AAAAAAAAATM/BUtFXwg-OY8/s200/174005_full.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333361784250625986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I signed up for a CIP tutoring programme yesterday! :D And I'm looking forward to it starting soon, since it's exactly what I want. And with so much time I've got now, there'll be even more coming along. x) It's not the end, just wait and see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;东山一定会在起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7173979949836504657?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7173979949836504657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7173979949836504657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7173979949836504657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7173979949836504657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-ok.html' title='It&apos;s ok'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgPoSRDm78I/AAAAAAAAATM/BUtFXwg-OY8/s72-c/174005_full.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5435540242207707600</id><published>2009-05-07T21:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:14:47.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a pretty long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; The PI submission date's tmr! Which explains why, I didn't update for such a long period of time, and partly because I was lazy too x)I've completed my PI, and am very proud of it, because I put in soooo much effort into it(squeezing it into the word limit and correcting it x1000 times) and so I've finally decided to take out some time and post something here, though my brain is screaming at every fibre of my being to STOP and go do that pile of Chem tutorial questions, but too bad, my heart doesn't care. Btw, I did mention that we went to UCC to watch the juniors rehearse for SYF right?Here are some pictures from that day, courtesy of JY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh5X6yg3I/AAAAAAAAASk/SkW-Az28HBE/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh5X6yg3I/AAAAAAAAASk/SkW-Az28HBE/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333073284549477234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Urgh JY's finger!!!!!x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh5LF4VDI/AAAAAAAAASc/DqukOPS0Le4/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh5LF4VDI/AAAAAAAAASc/DqukOPS0Le4/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333073281106334770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our version of a pose in the juniors' dance. The headgear and skirt is really part of the costume k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh447yGSI/AAAAAAAAASU/5Gc8mRXiOOA/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh447yGSI/AAAAAAAAASU/5Gc8mRXiOOA/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333073276232145186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLkjWkXrWI/AAAAAAAAASs/0LPI63Tb0NA/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLkjWkXrWI/AAAAAAAAASs/0LPI63Tb0NA/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076204764769634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maidens of the Highlands~~ YTCD&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeekkkkk it's week 7! Except for GSC(General Slacking Class x))and maybe GP, my maths and bio and chem are still in the dumps! -crosses fingers- May I somehow survive the onslaught of tests coming my way. They released the PW groupings today, hmmm my group was well, unexpected, but I'm sure things will work out well &lt;s&gt;we don't have a choice also&lt;/s&gt;! And oooo guess who we caught snoozing on cam today during Maths Lecture?xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLslw0fSDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lZIe4tUg9D8/s1600-h/DSC00794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLslw0fSDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lZIe4tUg9D8/s200/DSC00794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333085042264459314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was actually erm &lt;s&gt;(krystal+khusboo+avril+me)&lt;/s&gt; our creative idea to spice up a boring maths lecture! Note:Above person's name has been excluded to protect her reputation(though I doubt it works) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance committee election results are coming out tmr. Bless me, I think I might actually have a cardiac arrest before that. But nono, I must have a 平常心!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason, and no reason to reason it out and insist on things. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5435540242207707600?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5435540242207707600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5435540242207707600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5435540242207707600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5435540242207707600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-pretty-long-time.html' title='In a pretty long time'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SgLh5X6yg3I/AAAAAAAAASk/SkW-Az28HBE/s72-c/IMG_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4153233472585399810</id><published>2009-04-25T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:16:21.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the best really enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; It has been quite a long week, with the dance committee elections going on, and not to forget, the seniors farewell party that was organised. I tried my best for the elctions I have to say, but whether it will work out the way I want-- we still have to see. SEEE the bad point about me is that I tend to be quiet around big groups(but super noisy around small groups), which is actually kind of something bad. If I don't get into the committee, then well, I will most probably sink into that black hole and stay for I don't know how long, but I'll come out again. But I believe that there's a reason why heaven decides what's in my life, and I know that it'll all work out ultimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Took the chem test on monday! And got back the results on tuesday. I was SURPRISED, not because I scored well, but out of the 4 MCQ questions I &lt;i&gt;tikam tikam&lt;/i&gt;, I got 3 tikam kena! And another 1 that I went to solve correctly. So I got 4/5 for MCQ, which actually saved me from dying horribly in that test, though I still failed :X But oh well, it's just the start of my academia revolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am glad to say that YT Chinese Dance has finally got a Gold W Hons! :DD I knew it! From the time I saw their first rehearsal at UCC last Saturday, I just knew they HAD to get it. I am soooo proud of my juniors, the dance was a blast! Too bad I couldn't be there on monday to support them though :X Shan't talk anymore, let the pictures take over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnBtWTDfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xoWVehJ-Uhk/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnBtWTDfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xoWVehJ-Uhk/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504956927544818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Warm up the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnB44mPRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/w1h5dFhpdZw/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnB44mPRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/w1h5dFhpdZw/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504960024198418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the middle of last run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnCIxm3QI/AAAAAAAAASE/8QRN-ViPxsA/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnCIxm3QI/AAAAAAAAASE/8QRN-ViPxsA/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504964289846530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make-up with lynette! (senior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnCXAVxeI/AAAAAAAAASM/FdaxizbgsK0/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnCXAVxeI/AAAAAAAAASM/FdaxizbgsK0/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504968109737442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKbZnfRTPI/AAAAAAAAARE/4m_LbkjoglE/s1600-h/P16-04-09_10.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKbZnfRTPI/AAAAAAAAARE/4m_LbkjoglE/s320/P16-04-09_10.31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328492173531892978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL Yan Bing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKbZeCwWAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XD-NEDtWYKE/s1600-h/Photo009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKbZeCwWAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XD-NEDtWYKE/s320/Photo009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328492170996373506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ying Shi senior! Another northling xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKbZLgmClI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PoqB_ky0WUA/s1600-h/P16-04-09_10.20%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKbZLgmClI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PoqB_ky0WUA/s320/P16-04-09_10.20%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328492166021253714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKZau97XFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XK-r8NW9nyA/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKZau97XFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XK-r8NW9nyA/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328489993696140370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She(Camilla senior) came into the picture without my knowing! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKZagpaJzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/G1KGDUbf3n0/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKZagpaJzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/G1KGDUbf3n0/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328489989851981618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutee Winnieee(senior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKifOFduTI/AAAAAAAAARs/Bv6uuhGmip8/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKifOFduTI/AAAAAAAAARs/Bv6uuhGmip8/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328499966373378354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKie_aBClI/AAAAAAAAARk/eE99Y03XIhY/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKie_aBClI/AAAAAAAAARk/eE99Y03XIhY/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328499962433047122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKiegfd_8I/AAAAAAAAARc/zrjcYaCmfQc/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKiegfd_8I/AAAAAAAAARc/zrjcYaCmfQc/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328499954134417346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKiee9fUQI/AAAAAAAAARU/ijce6I9Q0Vg/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKiee9fUQI/AAAAAAAAARU/ijce6I9Q0Vg/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328499953723461890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKieEFCQPI/AAAAAAAAARM/gt7XJ1IdDdQ/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKieEFCQPI/AAAAAAAAARM/gt7XJ1IdDdQ/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328499946507354354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJC SYF 2009- Human Behaviour &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4153233472585399810?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4153233472585399810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4153233472585399810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4153233472585399810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4153233472585399810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-best-really-enough.html' title='Is the best really enough?'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SfKnBtWTDfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xoWVehJ-Uhk/s72-c/DSC00286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1311942020661908707</id><published>2009-04-17T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:33:01.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's simply saddening</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Syf results were out yesterday, and it broke all our hearts.I couldn't believe it at first, and thought the teachers were kidding, until they gave us a minute for it to sink in. And that was when everyone started breaking down. We were that disappointed. All of us spent a whole hour in that room yesterday, crying, stopping, then breaking down again. We really deserved better, and I know it, we know it.&lt;s&gt;(Yes that's to you straight, judges)&lt;/s&gt; But I know we're not alone, because everyone's got everyone. It was so hard to accept, because we really did whatever we could. Today morning, the team went up to the podium and announced the results together during assembly. The principal added some super nice words after our announcement, saying we were really good and all. She's so nice, but I know she knows we really deserved better. But we weren't really listening, because some of us began to sob when she started, and this led to the much-feared contagious break down, even though we were bracing ourselves before that and swore not to do so. We had a group hug right there and then, trying to comfort one another, and the principal joined us and cheered us up by insisting we cheer x) It's amazing how much better it feels to know the whole team is in it together, and I'll forever remember this and the memories we had these few months together, and I am proud of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 MJC Dance Society SYF 2009 - Human Behaviour &lt;3 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1311942020661908707?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1311942020661908707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1311942020661908707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1311942020661908707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1311942020661908707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-simply-saddening.html' title='It&apos;s simply saddening'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-876384846981317645</id><published>2009-04-15T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:55:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My inner self</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;  &lt;i&gt; 18 hours left.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Just came back from cca. We had one last run just now with our instructors, and for me though, it was kind of disappointing. The instructor pointed me out as one of the people she wanted to "see more from".  I don't know how to be "more", but I know it's something that I have to find inside myself. Maybe the "more" is that really-die-also-must-go-on-stage heart that I had for the TDC dance in sec 4, or maybe it's that I need to be more expressive on my face.Where in the world is it??? This lacking thing has been dogging me all these months(and pointed out most obviously by the instructors) through these trainings. It's like the eleventh hour now already and I still can't manage to find it in me. Maybe I never will, but nevertheless, I am just going to do what I perceive as "most" tmr. It's all or nothing. For now though, I will just keep BLASTING the music at myself and continue to search for that missing "more". Results will be out by 5 tmr, and we've got to be back in class at 2.35 for lessons after that, since the whole thing will end by 1 for us and we'll make it back to sch in 45 mins after that. -crosses fingers:let us get GOH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I KNOW I CAN BE MORE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;s&gt; But why is it not showing??!!!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day though, I was waiting for my bus after cca, and decided to take out my purse first, when I realised that my purse was missing! At first I was quite relaxed, but when it didn't surface after my rummaging of bag, I started panicking a little, and retraced my steps from the tracks to the bus stop, but I still couldn't find it. I was soooo upset when 39 came and I was still looking for my purse. 39 was leaving the bus stop when I FINALLY saw where my purse was. It was beside the dustbin at the bus stop, where I'd dropped it while carrying my bag(my wallet was placed at the edge of my bag, since I thought it would be more convenient for me to take it) to throw rubbish. =.=' And so I had to watch helplessly while 39 left me farther and farther, while holding my purse. Literally felt like hitting myself then grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Chem test on friday(initially thurs but tmr syf so yea)! But I haven't started mugging :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-876384846981317645?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/876384846981317645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=876384846981317645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/876384846981317645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/876384846981317645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-inner-self.html' title='My inner self'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-252457357667278069</id><published>2009-04-10T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:56:51.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time and people</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; This past week has been pretty tiring, with bio test becoming a flop despite my best efforts, maths test results as expected, and most of all, training. Tomorrow, we're off to UCC for a rehearsal, and what's worrying is that we're pretty messy, and it'll be a waste if we spend too much time on the blocking tmr. Someone tell me how to er...dance with feeling? Because that's my weakness so far, having been picked out for it so many times. Thank god for Good Friday today though, because I was really barely surviving the day yesterday. I reached home after training yest, eat, bath and waited for my hair to dry, and after that, I was out cold. Now that I am energised(!):D, I want to be more productive in my work! First to tackle on is my overdue PI, which I have to rush. Followed by mountains of tutorials. There's somemore training on both sat and sun, which means I must make full use of today. Never mind, it's the last lap already. We MUST succeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Countdown: 6 more days to --- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-252457357667278069?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/252457357667278069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=252457357667278069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/252457357667278069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/252457357667278069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-and-people.html' title='Time and people'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1811429189477404892</id><published>2009-04-03T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:30:19.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I am actually very lost this week, academically, since I realise I cannot keep up with the tutorials. Shall and must do sth about it! There was PE on monday, and running for dance training after that. It wasn't as bad as I thought though-- 5 rounds for PE, and by right, 4 rounds within 10 mins for dance, but because a senior fell down due to cramps, all of us being the concerned people we are, stopped running and went to her. Following that, the teachers dismissed us so we didn't really complete the run, but I completed 3 rounds, while others completed only 1 or 2 before they realised what happened. I realised what happened only on my 2nd round, and for a while the seniors told us to go and run, so some of us did a 3rd round, but eventually stopped out of more concern for the senior. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This morning while we were putting our bags outside the library during the start of free period, Thamilah suddenly shouted out for me to help her. I turned back and saw that she was wrestling with Avril nearby for Avril's purse. It took me a split second before I reacted, since time is needed for my process of thoughts to flow ok. The other day, while we were borrowing laptops from the library, Avril die die also refused to show us her ez link card picture. I remembered Thamilah and I saying that we'll make sure we get to see it some day x) Avril was almost succeeding from wrestling from the purse from T when T shouted my name(no need to, since I was watching the whole process that few seconds) and threw the purse to me. It landed on the floor, and I saw Avril look at me and started coming towards me. I scrambled for the purse which was right in front of my feet and started running xD Then the 2 of us played "catching" round and round outside the library! :D Avril didn't manage to catch me after chasing a while, and in the end she stopped chasing! Too fast for her :P That's why Avril, I told you to take PE more seriously, you refused to listen and see what happened? -Sighs- Pop star and her big-shot culture. x) And Krystal, T and I all got a good look at her ez link! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After school, K, T and I went to Subway for a meal in Yishun! T wanted to get a watch, which was why they came all the way here. We were talking and laughing when one of the cookie bits I was eating dropped and I tried to catch it, which led to my hitting the bottom of the small paper bag with which I was holding the 1/2 cookie left, which in turn led to the 1/2 cookie flying out of the bag in an elegant arch pathway right in front of my eyes, and landing on(thank god) the seat near me, and not some unlucky person. I wouldn't think they'd fancy having half a white chip macadamia cookie hitting them on the head while they are enjoying their own cookie/sub. And I wouldn't fancy the aftermath either. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I've got dance training early in the morn tmr, so am going to sleep now, if not I might just fall off the stage tmr(touch wood). 1 more piccy from the shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SdYrYpkM4VI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-N9ECzUwBGA/s1600-h/DSC_0974-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SdYrYpkM4VI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-N9ECzUwBGA/s320/DSC_0974-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320487712259367250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1811429189477404892?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1811429189477404892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1811429189477404892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1811429189477404892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1811429189477404892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SdYrYpkM4VI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-N9ECzUwBGA/s72-c/DSC_0974-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-9105355425535667519</id><published>2009-03-27T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:39:03.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechhy Peachy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Today was YT Speech-y Peachy Day! (Speech Day) I was so literally excited about it the whole day that I couldn't wait for class to end at 12.05. And it finally did end, and then I took 39 back all the way to meet JY for Subway! &lt;33 It's always so delish, but too bad, we couldn't get the value student meal because we were EARLY by 20 minutes, gosh. Somehow, don't know how, JY ended up paying by quite a lot. It was either she was blur, or the cashier really had a reason. But most likely the former in this case x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then after that, we went back to YTSS. I managed to reach there on time at 2.30, and was one of the earliest, surprisingly, when I was supposedly on time. By 3.15, all of us were ready and changed(into our various colleges' blazers with tie), except for LD, whom, as usual, was the blur-est one and ended up almost missing out on her place(which they were going to remove) since she came late. Thank goodness she made it. So we went up on stage and I got my Y21 Gold Award, while others got either that or the Academic award(&lt;10 pts for O's) or both. After the hall segment, we proceeded to the outside segment at around 6.40, after reception. Opening was chinese dance already with this year's SYF item titled 'Maidens of the Highlands'. I was literally screaming my heart out for them &lt;3 followed by pds, band, and then the lighting of the torch ceremony. There were even shooting fireworks from one building to the other and it was sooo cool! Made me kind of missed ytss-- the feeling of being there, and performing. Today was basically the first time I was attending a YT event as part of the audience, not as a performer. Went up to the studio after the event and how I missed the feeling of being there- and the air-con too, since my studio doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SczzovUvlzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Zl5YSTKsPYc/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SczzovUvlzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Zl5YSTKsPYc/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317893141241501490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In studio with the "Maidens" hats &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Added pictures---thanks to JY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sc77LojrqtI/AAAAAAAAAQM/QFwTBqFUsRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sc77LojrqtI/AAAAAAAAAQM/QFwTBqFUsRQ/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318464387255347922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sc77K0Q8AuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C4VBlv-uJVA/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sc77K0Q8AuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C4VBlv-uJVA/s320/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318464373218083554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There's no cca for me tmr, surprisingly, so shall take the chance to get my brain juices up and working, before I get the Monday blues..and more pictures from the previous shoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Scz3vriHX3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/PVowj59cFts/s1600-h/DSC_0730-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Scz3vriHX3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/PVowj59cFts/s320/DSC_0730-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317897658529439602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Scz3v1Dj4rI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uWHS9q4KS6Y/s1600-h/DSC_0924-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Scz3v1Dj4rI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uWHS9q4KS6Y/s320/DSC_0924-8X12R-T-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317897661085639346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-9105355425535667519?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/9105355425535667519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=9105355425535667519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/9105355425535667519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/9105355425535667519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/03/speechhy-peachy-day.html' title='Speechhy Peachy Day!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SczzovUvlzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Zl5YSTKsPYc/s72-c/DSC00787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-261586533281098579</id><published>2009-03-25T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:10:11.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; So we are into the middle of the first week! This friday's Speech Day, so am going back to YT. I don't know what it's going to be like, since I didn't go back for the rehearsal yesterday, being the good kid I'm by wanting to stay for my lessons till 5. This one week break from dance has been a good breather for me, and I finally feel like I am getting some proper studying done, though I realised another thing about me is that I tend to space out during studying, like studying, but nothing is getting into my head and I'm not thinking about anything but blank, effectively achieving not very much each session, and I've to make extra efforts to draw myself back. Nonetheless, things have been done and I am pretty glad about that, given how we're going back into full force from next week (or rather, this saturday) onwards.SYF's not too far off from now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On my way from the library to the toilet the other day, I was walking along the corridor when I suddenly slid on my heel a little bit. I turned to glance at what I had stepped on that made me slide, and got a glimpse of something black and flat on the floor, but didn't bother looking further as the small slide didn't really stop my walking. I thought I had a pretty good idea what it was, but decided that I could just investigate on my way back later on. And investigate I did, and it turned out that I was really right. What did I step on? Well, I actually stepped(my heel) right and flat on a freaking cockroach! As if that's not enough, I actually slided on it somemore. =.= It was like totally flattened(obviously I wasn't the one who'd dealt it its fatal blow, though I might have helped in making it's 'corpse' a little more flatter than the roach would have liked). Don't blame me, it was in the middle of the passing traffic and who'd mind one less icky roach in this world? Definitely not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am almost reaching the end of reading the Princess Diaries 10. Somehow, I really wish I'd Mia's life. Though she has a lot of trouble on her hand sometimes,, at least her life's exciting, and she eventually will have a happy ending.This may sound cliche, but don't lie to yourself, I'm pretty much sure deep down everyone wants to have that. Who'd want to be a meanie all their lives and have an unhappy existence? Cos if you do you probably will not be any different from a walking corpse. I mean, she has her super nice and sweet boyfriend Michael (which I--- you know what) and all her other friends with her in the end, and even though she always fails her trig(= a maths) and gets into all types of embarrassing things, her life is still very much great in a way. At least she doesn't go sliding on random cockroaches along her school corridor. Unlike yours truly, who is like living in limbo sometimes, trying to find a purpose and always struggling academically. And like it or not, life's like that. There are days where I love my life, but there are days when I feel it's the worst thing to be me. Hmm who doesn't actually? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gotta rush for dinner and hw! This post took wayyyyy too long :X&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-261586533281098579?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/261586533281098579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=261586533281098579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/261586533281098579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/261586533281098579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-back.html' title='I am back~'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2974293607889344681</id><published>2009-03-20T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:38:11.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The marchies are ending....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Omg omg I can't believe it's friday already! :O  I barely had a holiday yet! x.x and so much of my ideally-finish-this-holiday things still undone. Maths is getting the better of me, and I simply need to practise for Chem, read up and try to get the info into my head permanently for Bio and revise for all the things covered in term 1. I'm not getting much headway here, and there's still Princess Diaries 10, which I very luckily somehow chanced upon in the library yesterday, waiting for me to read, though of course, I don't really mind the distraction x)  09S302 went for a class outing on wednesday at E-hub! It was pretty fun, with us eating at Pastamania followed by a movie(which I, unfortunately, had watched already) and then roaming around doing crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGxYxkbMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Jqrl8UjGiEw/s1600-h/n598119695_1402135_328869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGxYxkbMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Jqrl8UjGiEw/s320/n598119695_1402135_328869.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315169799505210562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Pastamania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGxwvy97I/AAAAAAAAAPU/BBDghyu-7_k/s1600-h/n598119695_1402139_3945604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGxwvy97I/AAAAAAAAAPU/BBDghyu-7_k/s320/n598119695_1402139_3945604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315169805940225970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGyHcA5xI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-Uohbg8LNto/s1600-h/n598119695_1402249_3812984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGyHcA5xI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-Uohbg8LNto/s320/n598119695_1402249_3812984.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315169812031268626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cam-whoring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGyJLruyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6b-NdeNS6Kc/s1600-h/n598119695_1402242_7226769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGyJLruyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6b-NdeNS6Kc/s320/n598119695_1402242_7226769.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315169812499643170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; still cam-whoring xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next term's timetable is going to be punishing, and SYF's looming closer. I know I need to buck up! So many things, soooo little time!!(or rather so little time for wasting) :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2974293607889344681?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2974293607889344681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2974293607889344681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2974293607889344681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2974293607889344681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/03/marchies-are-ending.html' title='The marchies are ending....'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/ScNGxYxkbMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Jqrl8UjGiEw/s72-c/n598119695_1402135_328869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6433577120299817139</id><published>2009-03-17T22:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:14:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another milestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; This post is to mark another milestone of mine towards completing my avalanche of homework! I just finished a 1600++ word chinese essay for GSC! I made up the topic myself : Foreign talent and Singaporeans. The requirement was 1200-1500 only, but I guess there was just too much to write :X But yay! I am finally done with this! Jy, ld, yt and me went to some place at SAV to meet for a meal, and also for me to interview them regarding my GSC essay(it's a must for us to take pictures of the interview as proof)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3IqoAZnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bQRn53to-fU/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3IqoAZnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bQRn53to-fU/s320/DSC00776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167444829398642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3JKX2UyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/oeI-k7cJwIo/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3JKX2UyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/oeI-k7cJwIo/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167453351564066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3Iul_NYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/psfk45kAgt0/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3Iul_NYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/psfk45kAgt0/s320/DSC00778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167445894673794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Went to see a TCM physician yesterday for my knee. I figured that it would make much more sense than to see a GP, since a GP cannot really see through my leg without the x-ray, whereas the TCM physician, can like help me much more with such injuries. Somewhere inside my right knee has been hurting for 3 weeks already, and it only hurts when I straighten it during stretching, and it's not those extreme pain, just pain that makes me unable to straighten my leg while i stretch.He said that I 伤到根, and I had to lie with the back of my knee facing up, and he put some yellow balm, which was like those muscle relief creams that we apply for small muscle aches, just that there was this standing lamp shining at my knee, making it super warm, and when he rubbed my knee, it was quite painful.Painful not because of my injury, but rather because of the force he pressed my knee down with. I almost fell asleep there,since he left me for long intervals and attended to other patients, while my poor brother, under orders from my mother, waited outside for me. At the end of the 1 hour treatment, there was a big plaster on the back of my knee, like those Salonpas plasters for muscle relief, only with the medicinal smell and half a time bigger. Hopefully it will heal(even though I think I strained it again today during practice). And there's still practice tmr!(Only twice this week (: )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst...anyone got any remedies or advice for blue-blacks? Because the ones on my hands have barely recovered and it came back today again after practice. I think I might be rolling the wrong way, that's why I have so many blue-blacks on my arms.Need to learn the right way! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb--H1zaA9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/8Ee0rqueDa4/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb--H1zaA9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/8Ee0rqueDa4/s200/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314175127231529938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My poor elbow T.T&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6433577120299817139?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6433577120299817139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6433577120299817139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6433577120299817139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6433577120299817139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-milestone.html' title='Another milestone'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/Sb-3IqoAZnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bQRn53to-fU/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-8487531204420479674</id><published>2009-03-12T22:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:53:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Hols!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; See see see? I TOLD YOU I would get single digit for my chem test, and i was really spot-on(as expected). And bio test was abysmal too. I REALLY(can't emphasise how much) need to mug HARD. I don't know how I'm going to do it this hols, with so MUCH homework on top of going back for cca twice. I NEED TO CATCH UP! -panics-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day though, I was walking back to gsc class after going to the toilet, and avril was following right behind. I walked to the back door of the classroom and pulled it open, very happy since the weather was super hot and there was air-con in the classroom. THEN I found a pool of unfamiliar faces staring back in shock, with me doing the same at them, with a teacher that didn't fit the data regarding my gsc teacher's profile stored inside my head(he wasn't supposed to be in class anyway), Only then did I realise I walked into the wrong classroom. It was pretty embarrassing, and avril was laughing and thanking god that she didn't walk in front, or it'd have been her. Turned out that ours was the adjacent classroom to it. No wonder I mixed it up. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so happy Subway has opened at NP! :D No need to run all the way to AMK now. Tmr's our one day off since the college has got good results for the A lvls!:D Got a few pics to show. There were students from China in our college visiting for 2 weeks, and one them got assigned to my classmate(due to my unfortunate luck, i wasn't assigned one even though I signed up ): ). Today was her last day, so since we were all taking pictures, I just figured to get my friends to take pics too, even though we weren't photogenic and all, but who cares, as long as we're happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Olympica Parada(the college's version of cross-country) at Pasir Ris Park: 09S302 &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbkvO04_dcI/AAAAAAAAANs/zWh0Nz66VrQ/s1600-h/21022009-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbkvO04_dcI/AAAAAAAAANs/zWh0Nz66VrQ/s320/21022009-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312329167222568386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a tiara, a crystal from crystallisation(apparently from the extremely rare homo sapien salt), alpha-helical and beta-pleated protein, and even avril lavigne! Hahaha it's ok if you don't get the joke! :D &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbkvoXeKIkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IQW4gawfiGc/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbkvoXeKIkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IQW4gawfiGc/s320/DSC00769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312329606001992258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; In a way, life's still good sometimes (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: OMG OMG I just realised I got a few huge patches of blue-black bruises on my hands! Must be because I rolled too hard today during practice. Internal bleeding! :X -shocked-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-8487531204420479674?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/8487531204420479674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=8487531204420479674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8487531204420479674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8487531204420479674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-hols.html' title='March Hols!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbkvO04_dcI/AAAAAAAAANs/zWh0Nz66VrQ/s72-c/21022009-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-8357463412267787996</id><published>2009-03-06T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:31:18.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; YAY YAY YAY! It's my beloved friday once again!! I have been coming home at around 9 or 9 plus for this whole week from mon-thurs, so you can pretty much imagine how much I wanted for friday to come. But I am also sad ): because it means that monday- the start of another week is going to come! And every new week = study, P.E(running 2.4 trial for Napfa), dance, study, and dance some more. We even have got to start running 2.4km for DANCE next week on top of our once a week P.E 2.4km trial. AND we have to finish it within 14 minutes. AND we may have to start weight-lifting(??!!) and doing crunches, all in the holy name of stamina-building. I tell you, dance is actually the inner version of ODAC, there's not much difference from it. There's practice early tmr morning again though, till afternoon. See what my passion makes me go through?But I don't mind. Because I'm an INTJ! It came from a super accurate personality test I took, and it says that I am "ruthless" when it comes to doing things. JY was like saying "TRUE TRUE TRUE!" when she saw the description of my type. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo getting a single digit for the Chem test-- I didn't practise at all, only last min reading up on theory, which mind you, made no difference in any way.I got to super-mug once I'm done with this syf thing. And i am in serious need of dance shoes! Look at mine, after 4 years! O.o   See all the holes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbFBNL_rNEI/AAAAAAAAANk/1VZrKsHLLjM/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbFBNL_rNEI/AAAAAAAAANk/1VZrKsHLLjM/s320/DSC00764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310097130460492866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Means I can't wear it anymore ): Got to slip and slip around in my half-socks or dance bare-footed -- till the new foot thongs I ordered come. :X&lt;br /&gt;There won't be much photos though, because my group of friends and I have decided that we are non-photogenic people, so no piccys unless someone insists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-8357463412267787996?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/8357463412267787996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=8357463412267787996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8357463412267787996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8357463412267787996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-week-over.html' title='Another week over!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SbFBNL_rNEI/AAAAAAAAANk/1VZrKsHLLjM/s72-c/DSC00764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5914438377679273741</id><published>2009-02-27T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:12:56.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grabbing the bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I am backkkkk! Long time since I posted, I know x) Basically, what's happened to me this past week was the norm- lectures, tutorials, dance, and more dance from Mon-Thurs. BUT the good thing is, I am no longer whining about it, because I've finally found back the reason for me to want to go to practices. I was pretty nervous on Thursday, because that was the day the male choreographer was coming, after all these weeks of being overseas,(he has a nice reputation for shouting I heard) and I was super scared and stressed, because some of my moves were still not clean yet, thanks to my slow learning ability.  When he came, the j1s sat down, while he grilled the j2s by clearing up the moves that was already blocked. So we sat at the side, watching him ask our seniors do the moves over and over again. Then came a time when he told our seniors to take 2, and asked us to show him our moves. The first time he stopped us, it wasn't because of me, but the second time, it was. I was stressed at that moment, wondering what he'd say. He fumbled for the namelist(we were all wearing number tags because he didn't know our names) and when he read my name, he asked with a puzzled look whether I went for any auditions, and I smiled like a fool and said yes. He said he remembered my name and smiled a little, which made me relax a little, before he pointed out my mistake. It didn't seem that bad after all you know. Then the blocking begun and so far he blocked 4 J1s already, which didn't include me, but it's ok, sooner or later he'd put the rest of us inside i guess, since the syf namelist has already been submitted, and I don't mind either, because I admit that they are better than me (: but considering the fact that I'd no background in contemp, but still somehow got into the team, is kind of an indicator of some standard i think? x) And when he started the blocking, I found that 'want' to be in the dance, that has been absent in me these 2 weeks, and hopefully, it will stay like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thurs, before dance, Krystal, Thamilah and I went off to Subway at Tampines, even though it was raining cats and dogs. I was trying hard to avoid getting drenched, when we alighted, but when we came to this zebra crossing, we stood in the shelter for a while. I was standing a little further away, because I was gaping at the fact that we had to dash across since there was no shelter across, but then Thamilah asked me to stand where they were, at the place where we'd to cross. THEN came this stupid secondary school boy who dashed across the zebra crossing from the other side. AND in the meantime of doing so, he stepped hard into the big puddle of muddy water that was collecting at our end of zebra crossing, and it splashed ON US! It hit some of Krystal's skirt, Thamilah's uniform, and YOU KNOW WHAT? MY WHOLE FACE! YES he actually splashed mud water on my face, and my hair was dripping wet! I was trying hard to keep dry but this clumsy hullaballoo's grand idea of a Big Splash at Tampines totally drenched me in an instant. Seriously, doesn't he have some sense?? Obviously when he runs into a puddle of water, it will splash everywhere around! I glared at him and his friend(who had the good sense not to repeat the splash like his fellow), since they didn't even apologise! I was soooo mad ok, and still am when I think about it. Thamilah said I should have given him a tongue lashing right there and then. They were all laughing when they found out the splash hit me big in the face. Somehow, everytime when we go to Subway, something bad will happen to us. The big victim this time was Krystal though(last time was me), on top of getting wet, she couldn't make it back to school in time for something, and even fell down when we alighted the bus on our way back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to do something about the half an hour travelling time too, and decided to check out downtown east after our meal, since there was a rumoured Subway there, and it's only 5 mins from our sch! There really was one, and there's Fish and Co Express there too! I tried it today, with the 2 plus Avril this time, and it was simply delish! We were SO happy xD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Subway's going to open at NP finally! I no longer have to run all the wya to AMK everytime my craving acts up already. I've got somemore things to say, but shall leave it for the next post, since this's long enough! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5914438377679273741?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5914438377679273741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5914438377679273741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5914438377679273741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5914438377679273741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/grabbing-bar.html' title='Grabbing the bar'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1866254773165007665</id><published>2009-02-18T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:55:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY busy busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; As usual, I am busy, with school work and all the things, so this will be fast :X The dance camp starting last friday-saturday was ok, though I returned home to sleep for the night, because of some 'sudden situation' that cropped up with me. I discovered that 'situation' while I was out of school for lunch at subway(if I didn't go out of sch, I might actually have prevented the 'situation' ok!) I can't help it, I really like to eat subway :X We attended a stage makeup workshop that afternoon, which was really cool! We got to do hands-on and practise xD followed by orientation games in the night. The next day, we were actually were doing warmp-ups,stretching,and dancing from around 9 plus till nearly the end of camp at 4.30. The seniors were teaching us all the moves that we'd to learn for the instructor to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then Monday was practice again, for 2 hours. Was kind of grumbling to my friends, since people haven't known their cca yet! But there we were, training already. Yesterday though, the female instructor came, and it was made known to us that she'd be doing the SYF selection. The J1s got all nervous, including me, and we did the routine for quite a few times, before she decided. She chose 7 J1s, and somehow or other, I made it into the 7. I don't know, I actually think I am like the bottom of the lot. I don't have any like natural talent in contemporary, but for SYF, we have to learn super fast! And of all things, my learning ability is slower. grrr. I have to work hard to keep my place. Anyone who says being a dancer is easy or anything the likes of it will get a kick from me which will send them straight to the netherlands. It's definitely not easy, and we have to run rounds around the track to build up our stamina, plus all the pain, and super learning ability that we've to have. Practice's 4 days a week O.O, since SYF is coming in 2 months, and the dance's a fast number, which will require lots of energy, and techniques that I've never learnt in chinese dance. AND the instructors are the ones whom I've met before at DSA and all the other auditions I went for(where I embarrassed myself)! -shivers-Got practice tmr again, and the female instructor will be there. Got a taste of how the practice session was like yesterday, and I couldn't keep up!  Bless me, may I have the strength mentally and physically, and learning ability, to carry on. And at the same time, complete my tutorials!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm the GP rep of my CG! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1866254773165007665?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1866254773165007665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1866254773165007665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1866254773165007665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1866254773165007665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-busy-busy.html' title='BUSY busy busy!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-500536959471892962</id><published>2009-02-12T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:50:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once more</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Right I am going to make this post a quickie because I HAVEN'T PACKED FOR CAMP YET and look at the time now! Yes I am off to camp the first week after orientation, how fast. I think there'll be too much to write after camp, so yea I shall write whatever I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention? I was "dragged" to the debates trials by Nicole the other day, since she was kind of interested. It took her like 10 minutes of walking up and down the corridor beside the trials classroom and changing her mind twice before she finally decided to go xD So we went in, and were asked to speak regarding topics that they gave us on the spot, for one minute. They were KI-like questions like "Why is a duck called a duck", "Barbie doll"(yes 2 words only) and so on. Nicole and I wanted to get out of there asap by then. since it seemed totally 100% KI ppl and topics there :X But luckily when it came to us, ours were MJC-related topics. Half an hour later, we were both out of there, and Nicole was complaining non-stop about how it was the worst thing ever. I agreed fully, it didn't seem like a debate session, since I expected topics like "Should exams be removed from the education system?", or if not, "Tell me your views about (whatever topic)", not things like "Why are there aliens?" =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an sms today saying I got into the auditions for dance society, so had to go for a briefing. Turned out it was to inform us about the 2D 1N camp tmr(!!!), super impromptu. The other 4 girls with me already knew one another, and I was the only 1 who didn't know anyone. No one from my CG or OG is interested in dance that's why. I have a super-quiet face, according to so many of my friends, and no one actually can see beaneath my "super-quiet" face that I actually yak a lot until they really know me. It doesn't help that I like to keep quiet with people I don't really know too. I seriously don't know why. I guess I fear the fear of striking out, but not playing the game. &lt;br /&gt;And I just realised the useful-ness of bus lanes today! It actually is quite 'shiok' to zoom past all the cars stuck in a long jam, esp when you are one of the gleeful passengers on board. xD Just one sad thing though, I can't seem to get a seat these days for my half an hour long bus ride!So I have to stand and stand throughout. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I come out of the camp better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-500536959471892962?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/500536959471892962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=500536959471892962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/500536959471892962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/500536959471892962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/once-more.html' title='Once more'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-972535126266033329</id><published>2009-02-10T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:19:32.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting shorter(literally)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I am feeling shorter and shorter nowadays, as in, my temper grrr. Maybe it's because, the hairdresser auntie that cut my fringe yesterday cut it wayyyyy too short, and at first I thought it was ok, but i woke up this morning and found myself fuming and tugging endlessly, chanting 'longerrrrrr' in my mind, at my short fringe. Was so furious that I was practically throttling the hairdresser's neck in my mind. Maybe it's also because I find myself a little lost in my new jc, since I have to decide what cca I want to take(SO MANY that i want, but i can only choose 1 because 1 takes a lot of time) and also try to make myself pally with my CG mates. Or maybe, it's because of my school skirt. Long story there, but what happened in the end was that I'd to get another school skirt on top of my 2, and pay for it myself, because of a wrong judgement that I made, causing my 2 school skirts to be super short = cannot be worn =.=  Yea maybe that's why my temper is short. -frowns- I did try to change my perspective ok, really, but whenever I think about it unwittingly, it just comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation ended last Saturday, and my house got 4th. Last friday though, we were taking Mrts and shuttling and running around in town to play something like "The Amazing Race", it was pretty tiring, but it was thrilling towards the end, when we were about to alight the bus, and return back to the hall. Our house captain was on the verge of breaking down the bus door when he saw us in the bus. I later realised that we were the last team my house was waiting for to return in order to be first in terms of speed, which will gain us a lot of points. We ran all the way like mad people from the back gate to the hall, and there were even people volunteering to help us hold our bags while we ran, in order for us to be faster.And of course, we won :D There was a game which we played on Saturday for the wet games part, where we had to crawl on mud, but all of us kind of cheated at that part x) We were also thrown water bombs, which got all of us wet. Then did I realise the good thing about dry-fit shirts, it really dries super fast! I left at 12 on saturday, though the orientation only ended at night, because I had to go back to Malaysia, and also I wanted to prevent my sunburn from worsening, but I did try to shield myself the whole while from the glaring sun while playing wet games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures have started since yesterday, and it goes according to our temp timetable. There are a lot of breaks in between, and today, I attended 3 lectures at one go, before having a 5 hours break, which was spent doing the Chemistry tutorial worksheet partially and watching a movie Hide and Seek in the library, since we had to wait for that very last lecture at 3.30 before we could go home.Met yi ting at Northpoint after that, and we went for a meal and roaming around shopping and catching up. I also saw JY yesterday, when we collected our pay together and she accompanied me to a nearby hair salon(i'm never going back there). Feels so great to be back with old friends! ;) &lt;3  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a email from MJC canoeing asking me to go for their trials. Do they send that to everyone?I guess/hope so. I mean, it can't be possible that they shortlisted me since I don't have a background in that, unless they think I look like the canoeing potential type? It'll be horrifying for me if it is really like that x) O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-972535126266033329?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/972535126266033329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=972535126266033329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/972535126266033329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/972535126266033329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-shorterliterally.html' title='Getting shorter(literally)'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6939951066246027831</id><published>2009-02-05T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:25:33.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling cranky</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I am feeling cranky right now because I've got SUNBURN!!!!!!!arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I really didn't expect it! because it was in the afternoon, then we were running around the school compound, so there were like shelters at times, that's why I didn't like purposely avoid the sun.I returned home at night to find both my brother and maid pointing out that i was red =.= and tmr have to run all over Singapore. I will have to bring out my array of "weapons"-- cap, umbrella, sunblock, and more sunblock. Hopefully they will work against the evil sun. Sunburn is painful ok! And it not only affects my hands, neck, and face(esp nose), it also will affect my scalp! My scalp will then turn red, and start flaking, which is disgusting, just like other sunburnt parts. Why do I have to be so sunburn-prone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole orientation, which ended at around 5.45 today, I had to go for a dance audition too. Towards the end, I really felt like collapsing because it was so energy-sapping! The whole session was 1.5 hours, with super vigorous moves and your learning ability is expected to be very fast, just like the previous auditions I went before.And I was worried about getting fat during the hols-- all burnt in 1 session of dance. It was alr 8.35 by the time I reached home. I want to sleep now, because I have to have energy for tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sunburnt T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6939951066246027831?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6939951066246027831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6939951066246027831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6939951066246027831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6939951066246027831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-cranky.html' title='Feeling cranky'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7356475944922942189</id><published>2009-02-03T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:47:31.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; My first new school post is here! :D Been looking forward huh?xD Well the school really isn't as bad as i thought you know,and I am starting to think it's even better than the one that I appealed to, though the sad thing is only 4 ytzens were posted there :X so you can imagine how me, nicole, khai and su were whining about us being the smallest group. I am in group B7(temporary)! Made a few friends, but orientation hasn't started.It starts this thursday, when our combi and CG is already out, so we will be bonding with our CG(civics group = small class) instead. Got a lot of TKGS, AHS and CCHS students there. I'm choosing 3H2+H1 combination, because I don't see the reason behind 4 H2s, even if I qualify. A' Levels are about doing well, not overloading yourself. I am taking chem, bio, maths and gsc. I will do better for this than the O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMWRv5BI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Nj8rcwy_4hk/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMWRv5BI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Nj8rcwy_4hk/s320/DSC00749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499467391001618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMRDzCNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zgUtO_hoVwM/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMRDzCNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zgUtO_hoVwM/s320/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499465990310098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMq6Tg4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/dm3_DDPv9P4/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMq6Tg4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/dm3_DDPv9P4/s320/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499472929817474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During one of the demo lectures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMof7-bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rSGxpS4CgYw/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMof7-bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rSGxpS4CgYw/s320/DSC00753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499472282352050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMv6r4QI/AAAAAAAAANE/Tt63UYcr2q0/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMv6r4QI/AAAAAAAAANE/Tt63UYcr2q0/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499474273591554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNUhIjU3I/AAAAAAAAANM/0wsPRiGdwFU/s1600-h/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNUhIjU3I/AAAAAAAAANM/0wsPRiGdwFU/s320/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499607744172914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNUkJsarI/AAAAAAAAANU/BXhn16Zmy8Y/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNUkJsarI/AAAAAAAAANU/BXhn16Zmy8Y/s320/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298499608554269362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our new new library! It's opened by the National Library Board. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7356475944922942189?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7356475944922942189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7356475944922942189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7356475944922942189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7356475944922942189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-start.html' title='A new start.'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYgNMWRv5BI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Nj8rcwy_4hk/s72-c/DSC00749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2177980845640150535</id><published>2009-02-01T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:10:41.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of my hols!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Today is the last day of my "break". A bit of sadness there, since holidays are nice! But at the same time, no holidays can last forever. School starts tmr and I'm going to have to report to my new school tmr. See, when I was in Yishun, I wanted to step out of Yishun, and now that I have to step out of Yishun, I have to step out to the other corner of Singapore. =.= Thanks for granting my wish. Going to take pictures(if I can) of my new sch tmr. It may or may not be my school, depending on whether the other sch's principal likes my appeal. Grr. But never mind, I am fine with both schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping and waking late these days, so I might have to get use to waking up from now on in the mornings. No more Audition once school reopens! Got to concentrate, if I want to avoid the "series of unfortunate events" when it comes to my A' Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUre2J66LI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b9MzrBoTDtU/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUre2J66LI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b9MzrBoTDtU/s320/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297688345604450482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been sleeping so late that my doggie can't wait and went to sleep by itself :X never wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And featuring my new looks in Audition! (there a lot more nice ones but next time then I put up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUuiOM8KbI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ISqoKjohM5o/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUuiOM8KbI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ISqoKjohM5o/s320/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297691702134057394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUuh0GaovI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ks_w3GEsCmc/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUuh0GaovI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ks_w3GEsCmc/s320/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297691695127372530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A new start &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2177980845640150535?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2177980845640150535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2177980845640150535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2177980845640150535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2177980845640150535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-day-of-my-hols.html' title='Last day of my hols!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYUre2J66LI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b9MzrBoTDtU/s72-c/DSC00745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6732147532100317815</id><published>2009-01-31T12:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:53:42.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; There.I screwed up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just can't learn the moves and remember it as fast as others do. But even if I did, the chance of getting picked is actually small. So now's there's only the even smaller chance left that my cca records and other things can get me in. But it's ok even if I don't get in. I've accepted it, and thinking back, I think that it really isn't that bad. I must count my blessings. But I can't deny I am scared. I don't know what awaits me, and I am even more afraid of meeting with more failures and screwing up incidents, all by Chance's manipulation. Somehow it just seems to me that every time I put in effort into something, it just doesn't work. I guess I have to put in even more than my best. But too much of these disappointments have more or less, brought down my confidence. I really do lack it, but I do not have any idea how to get it back. I have seen the competition out there, and it's really a 'survival of the fittest'. All i can say is that I am not as strong, and that's why I just have to get on with my lot. It isn't a bad lot, so yea cheer up! (: and get over it with time. I am very tired now, I want to go and sleep. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6732147532100317815?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6732147532100317815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6732147532100317815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6732147532100317815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6732147532100317815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1144626311533660405</id><published>2009-01-30T15:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:47:19.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition(real fierce)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A series of unfortunate events. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened to me, unfortunately. Chance always catches me when I least expect it. So what's left now is a glimmer of hope-- for my appeal to succeed. The chances are small, no doubt, and I know there's no room for self-doubt, but I really cannot help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was woken up this morning at 6.40 or so by a flurry of smses by my friends, who all wanted to know where i was going. And in between all thoses smses, I saw the one that decided where I was going. In my groggy state, I opened it without thinking and skipped past my name straight to the JC name, eyes searching, and I got a rude shock. The same sinking feeling like I was dropping into a bottomless pit came back again, it's familiarity sorely unwelcomed. It felt just like this year's(sorry, last year i mean, i'm still living in 2008) bad news regarding our teachers' day concert dance. &lt;i&gt; But the counter feeling of sheer gritted determination was just as strong. &lt;/i&gt; First thing i thought of was the word "shit".Really you know, that was the most apt word to describe that moment. Sent my eyes from -.- to 0.0 in a split second. Totally unexpected you can say. And once again, it dropped out of the bag which I thought I had it in. I was still dreaming about going to SA a while ago, and there it was, plain and blatant, screaming itself at me. Of course, my sleep was ruined. Dang. Things just won't go the way I want it won't they? As if I haven't learnt the lesson that plans change, and one should never be too sure. Thank you very much. I learnt it. I know it. And I will forever remember it. But damn it. I must learn to see the silver lining in the dark clouds i think. Better this than that i guess.BUT I WON'T GIVE UP THAT GLIMMER OF HOPE.-clutches tightly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's expectations versus disappointment, and this time I am gearing up for the disappointments no matter what, because I want the expectations.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1144626311533660405?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1144626311533660405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1144626311533660405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1144626311533660405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1144626311533660405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/competitionreal-fierce.html' title='Competition(real fierce)'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1627430497079081309</id><published>2009-01-28T20:09:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:26:18.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The CNY post! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Warning:Super long post ahead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am back from KL!!! :/ hmmm this somehow feels surreal. Everytime I come back from KL, i get this surreal feeling, and I don't know why.-shrugs- Maybe it's cos I don't want to come back or something x) MAYBE only. We set off in the wee hours of saturday morning (around 1 am) for JB,(because we knew there'd be a jam the next day with the everyone-want-go-back-to-MY-from-SG rush for new year.)In the end, there was still a jam at Causeway still =.= but it was pretty much lighter than what could have been 10 times worse in the day,(heard from my father's friend that he reached Causeway at 9.30am and started queueing and only reached Malaysia at 2 plus O.O)and so, we reached my maternal grandparents' house in JB at around 3am plus, and hit the sack straight. 12 hours later and a meal there later, we were on our way on the North-South Highway towards our destination:KL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNg6ZhVaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-MIiggzvZRo/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNg6ZhVaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-MIiggzvZRo/s320/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296318389615154594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The smattering countryside view that you get while travelling on the NS highway &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNhSSXLEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yMRxSHyqMCI/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNhSSXLEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yMRxSHyqMCI/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296318396027579458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNhc9VeDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Y1yz9B-3vNc/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNhc9VeDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Y1yz9B-3vNc/s320/DSC00703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296318398892177458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are at the 125km mark(??!!) when our journey is 320km long. Hello, we are not even halfway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached KL, and went to my 2nd aunt's condo at Bukit Utama(BU). We cooked 3 crabs(2 died on the way to KL ): so we had to eat it fast while 1 was in critical condition, thanks to the ants which bit it so we shortened its suffering)Btw, my father(being the enthusiast that he is) actually brought 12 LIVE crabs along with us, in a styrofoam box. He bought it 3 days before we went to KL. 1 died the next morning in our house(murderer:ants again) plus the above 3, we had only 8 crabs left. The same night we arrived in KL, after eating crabs, my 3rd uncle and his wife brought my mum,me and bro(dad and 2nd aunt was lazy to go but insisted we packet the food back for them)to the same roadside stall in Pudu that we first went in (Dec last year) to eat the ever-delicious yin yong, hei mian, special soup etc,which is best in KL! x) They were betting it wasn't open cos it was so near to CNY, but of course it was! I calculated carefully already! :D We were 1 day before the Reunion Dinner day what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBRqGTC73I/AAAAAAAAAKc/hJEgArvdIbg/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBRqGTC73I/AAAAAAAAAKc/hJEgArvdIbg/s320/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296322945474555762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Reunion Dinner the next day, we had steamboat! But before that, we ate a soup dish called Buddha-jumps-over-the-wall(i also don't know why the name is such)cooked by my father and 3rd uncle(a chef-ly combination). Served in 12 bowls- each had 2 abalones(small), 1 scallop( my cousin got 2 cos she was lucky), mushrooms and dried oysters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUmxaCBiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ztbg1ZTdy8g/s1600-h/DSC00716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUmxaCBiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ztbg1ZTdy8g/s320/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296326186861987362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUnGB3xpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UOSjRIV9pcY/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUnGB3xpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UOSjRIV9pcY/s320/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296326192397797010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abalone slices- I sponsored 1 can using my pay ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUoPqPeCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y_SkkY2Q2bc/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUoPqPeCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y_SkkY2Q2bc/s320/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296326212162910242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUrrM6ngI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tP7dyxQwjvI/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBUrrM6ngI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tP7dyxQwjvI/s320/DSC00729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296326271095709186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBbJbpDdVI/AAAAAAAAALU/Fjnw-lj3hBY/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBbJbpDdVI/AAAAAAAAALU/Fjnw-lj3hBY/s320/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296333379384603986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buddha-jumps-over-the-wall! delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBbJZn7MlI/AAAAAAAAALM/DROUw1NWIbE/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBbJZn7MlI/AAAAAAAAALM/DROUw1NWIbE/s320/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296333378842997330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY small abalone! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day of new year, our family gathered to lou yee sang(捞鱼生）, which is you know, you take a pair of chopsticks and toss the dish high xD Your hands may get pretty messy, but it's kinda fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBdI9sCgwI/AAAAAAAAALc/1Amo-Ey4r78/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBdI9sCgwI/AAAAAAAAALc/1Amo-Ey4r78/s320/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296335570367316738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see abalone slices on top and it's all neat before we toss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBdJN-_v5I/AAAAAAAAALk/ra_Xa97efUI/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBdJN-_v5I/AAAAAAAAALk/ra_Xa97efUI/s320/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296335574741794706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aluminium foil all over the table-for easy clean up due to the mass area that will be messed up as a result of our super-enthusiastic tossing x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBdJfxLTHI/AAAAAAAAALs/CullT_2O_NE/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBdJfxLTHI/AAAAAAAAALs/CullT_2O_NE/s320/DSC00741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296335579515669618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Messy chopsticks--I chionged(like everyone else did) to take the abalone slices by "digging" for them through the mess, which literally covered the whole dining table o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also sang karaoke at Redbox and went bowling! :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBefAkAhNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mpoeT3JtKNM/s1600-h/DSC00742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBefAkAhNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mpoeT3JtKNM/s320/DSC00742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296337048607687890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the carpark after returning from bowling! From foreground--My cousin Jian Ching(JC), me(in red), my cousin Yenn Yinn(YY) beside, and my 2nd aunt.My bro was hiding somewhere...we look out of shape cos of the mirror xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by a delicious dinner cooked by chefs again! My 1st aunt, 1st uncle and his wife(my cousin's mother).This is why I say I shouldn't stay too long in KL because I will get fat- too much good food and nutrition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBfjSyWY_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/DdWxo3hao8k/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBfjSyWY_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/DdWxo3hao8k/s320/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296338221730784242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus there's the authentic Asam Laksa from Alor Setar made by my 1st aunt(who was taught by my grandma, the original creator and my 1st aunt WILL teach me! xD) It is a family dish,super healthy and maybe even no fat, since there's no oil or coconut milk, just pure ingredients like fish(boneless) and some spices. She raised my father and his siblings successfully together with my grandfather(whose pay was meagre) partly because she sold her laksa too. People can testify to its delicious-ness! Like jy and ld and yt who have tried it x) (lucky them, cos my grandma doesn't come to SG everyday and happen to cook asam laksa.Mostly, it's my 1st aunt who cooks it now.) She always cooks a big pot because there's overwhelming demand for it! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBhLSnBorI/AAAAAAAAAME/2i-1nvzVJyM/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBhLSnBorI/AAAAAAAAAME/2i-1nvzVJyM/s320/DSC00714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296340008389681842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why I love KL xD Hopefully i can make it back for tomb-sweeping day this april.&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening next week already :O But we have yet to know which school we are going to! I must enjoy myself thoroughly, cos it will be another 2 years before I get to enjoy my hols like this again. ): Got to help type a parent's letter for my bro's sch because he took a day of leave from sch in order for us to stay in KL a day longer.And hopefully! I'll get into the sch i want :DD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1627430497079081309?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1627430497079081309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1627430497079081309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1627430497079081309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1627430497079081309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-post-d.html' title='The CNY post! :D'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SYBNg6ZhVaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-MIiggzvZRo/s72-c/DSC00695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4528243663651812099</id><published>2009-01-23T20:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:24:47.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I feel i've got to at least state where i am going these few days, and what happened the last few days before i go away for the next few days. xD Hmmm been teaching higher level maths which is =a maths these 2 days at the centre, and I have to say, I am pretty scared when students come to me with questions, particularly those that I am not familiar with. i will be like OO.OO The first day was pretty scary, since I totally did not have any experience there and you know my maths too =.= I even met one of my 4/8 classmate's lil brother! His crap really cracked me up and made me relax a bit.I was freed from it 2 hours later thanks to 'saviour'! who came along and took over me. xD So i moved around here and there, helping students for the rest of the night. Some of the students were sooo adorable, some wishing me happy CNY and some laughing and 1 telling me I looked like her pri sch teacher who was super nice while the other saying I looked Christian, when I asked her why she asked me whether I was Chinese, LOL. Also took the higher level maths for today, but it was much better, since I knew what to expect, and also could approach the Chinese teacher for help if I really didn't know.So yup, not too bad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to set off to JB later in the night, maybe at 12 or 1 am, since my parents think there'd be lesser cars crossing the Causeway at night.So will sleep at my maternal grandparents' house in JB if the plan is as such. Then tmr in the afternoon, it's straighttt all the way to KL!Till tues or wed I think. &lt;33 To play play eat and play somemore x)Going to be sooooo fun! Though it will be a pity since I have to miss a day's work tmr, when all my fav students are coming,esp when I might be stopping my work soon(i think) when sch reopens.-sigh- It actually gets pretty fun sometimes at work you know.Hopefully I can find a way to get me the best of both situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall release another piccy today! I look erm....cute?O.O but i don't want cute!:X zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXm-0d4fB1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/N1iHG9bEMZU/s1600-h/DSC_0736-E-TN-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXm-0d4fB1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/N1iHG9bEMZU/s320/DSC_0736-E-TN-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294472645534746450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:Mini-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loookkkkinngggg into the future--with Mr Zheng He o.o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i shall make use of this chance to think things over,and take a good break from sg, so shall not touch my hp lest it's necessary! you all can still msg though (: but replies may be tentative. cyass~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4528243663651812099?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4528243663651812099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4528243663651812099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4528243663651812099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4528243663651812099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/post.html' title='Post!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXm-0d4fB1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/N1iHG9bEMZU/s72-c/DSC_0736-E-TN-B-W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5480644252993279646</id><published>2009-01-21T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:33:30.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahahaha~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Got something interesting to tell! :D That's why i am blogging in the first place. xD Yesterday was work as usual, till about 6 plus or something. While the teacher beside me was away for dinner, I was left to be in charge of the class(small little group of kids in my area) that was running. There was this girl who requested to sit beside me, so things were usual-- I was marking and the girl(P) was trying to disturb and distract me(she was supposed to be doing her corrections).There were 2 boys(A and B) sitted in the front row of the table, while another girl(S) was playing a cd for reading near me. The first time it happened, P and B heard it, and started laughing. For me, i was unsure at first whether I heard correctly or not, but P's reaction told me that it was true. It was a very simple sound, simple but loud and clear, since my area was pretty quiet then. *Poot*  &lt;br /&gt;I asked P who made that sound, and she pointed it out to be from B. As A didn't hear it, he was like wondering why we were all laughing. Boy oh boy, B actually erm.. farted. I told B(in between laughing) to go to the toilet if he wanted to make that sound again.And soon, things returned back to normal and we continued on with what we were doing.Then suddenly, &lt;br /&gt;this time clearer than ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Poot*&lt;br /&gt;B did it again. This time P,B,A and I all laughed(A covered his mouth and started chuckling). I really didn't want to laugh(cos I am supposed to stop this nonsense from the student as a teacher, not laugh at it, but I really couldn't help it!) I told B to go to the toilet if he wanted to continue(once again in between laughter) and told him to stop it. But a while later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*POOOOTTT*&lt;br /&gt;Like omg! This time P,B,A, S and another boy sitting behind heard it, and my whole area burst into laughter(esp P's super loud laugh).The rest of the people in the centre looked at us. Ms Shan heard it, and fiercely called P to go to her(since she laughed the loudest) and P told her about the thing. She super-fiercely asked B to "stop his nonsense", and you know what?After that there was no more. O.O Amazing huh. But how come I tell him to stop, he didn't? =.= &lt;br /&gt;Then there was a girl, M, who laughs like she coughs. xD I joked with her because she somehow cannot get the correct answers to her corrections, but when I call her to the table,she can actually figure it out! Like i am answer book like that.Initially, while the teacher beside me was there, she didn't laughed. But once the teacher left, she actually started laughing! I was shocked as I thought she'd never laugh. I think she's scared of the teacher beside me, and was controlling xD I was asking exasperatedly "Are you coughing or laughing??" And all she did was to laugh even more. Hah it's nice when the kiddos laugh xDD Seriously! Esp that super hilarious incident.But nvm, laughter is good!:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting soon once we get our posting results. I half don't want sch to start!!(the other half wants) Arghhh! I must enjoy myself this KL trip! -winks- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing-- I realise that my blog actually has quite some traffic according to the apples counter(either that or some people just keep pressing "refresh" cos it's shiok for them =.=) but HOW COME no one actually yaks at my cbox?? Speak up ppl! But exercise your ability of speech in a responsible manner pls. Thank you (: So start yakking awayyyy~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5480644252993279646?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5480644252993279646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5480644252993279646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5480644252993279646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5480644252993279646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahahahaha.html' title='Hahahahaha~~'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6911347115610960812</id><published>2009-01-18T12:29:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:25:14.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another adventureeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I was dragged to Causeway after work yesterday by my mum, together with my brother and maid. And once again, I found myself in a situation that I wouldn't fancy being in. My mum actually wanted to go there to see the stars that were turning up there as part of Starhub's activities to celebrate new year. I wonder why I have the uncanny ability to get myself dragged to all these star-chasing sessions =.= since I am not very enthusiastic. I will only scream and shout for Jolin Tsai! :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLKNR0xX1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wYjlj6K0448/s1600-h/4dc023efaedf1bd0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLKNR0xX1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wYjlj6K0448/s320/4dc023efaedf1bd0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292514841585606482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLLKr2LLCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hsYWVJEFgyk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLLKr2LLCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hsYWVJEFgyk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292515896542833698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe the people from High School Musical. First on, there were the two lead actors from the taiwan drama show My Home《娘家》, showing on Starhub Cable right now.I wasn't really interested, because I didn't know them. Moreover, what my mum wanted to see were the actors from HK, not them xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDSYgPICI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GppWUN80-lI/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDSYgPICI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GppWUN80-lI/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292507232696475682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDSaWEgTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/siU66PLUxZk/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDSaWEgTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/siU66PLUxZk/s320/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292507233190707506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these 2 were done, we had to wait like 20 mins(standing ok!) for the HK actors to arrive. Firstly, there was Hu Xing Er from《野蛮奶奶大战戈师奶》---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDh9Lk9kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8R7MgHFcoag/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDh9Lk9kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8R7MgHFcoag/s320/DSC00668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292507500239976002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDh3Nb1kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oWNZSD57fCs/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDh3Nb1kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oWNZSD57fCs/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292507498637153858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Ma Guo Ming from《律政新人王》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDwoz8QZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bbl71r4C8TM/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDwoz8QZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bbl71r4C8TM/s320/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292507752470167954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDwsIqyuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GGvOMIKqfxw/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLDwsIqyuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GGvOMIKqfxw/s320/DSC00673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292507753362410210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Chen Fa La from 《舞动全城》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLEC67vMwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AIU-j5DlE7M/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLEC67vMwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AIU-j5DlE7M/s320/DSC00680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292508066572350210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the star-chasing, we went to Swensens to eat! Had my fav baked rice of course, but one thing was that, it tasted a bit sour! I wonder why?? It didn't taste as good like last time. Hmmm...anyone else got any nice baked rices to recommend? I live for food! -thumbs up- &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6911347115610960812?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6911347115610960812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6911347115610960812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6911347115610960812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6911347115610960812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-adventureeeee.html' title='Another adventureeeee'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SXLKNR0xX1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wYjlj6K0448/s72-c/4dc023efaedf1bd0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2867997493570613</id><published>2009-01-17T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:48:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little notes!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Pretty long wait for this post right everyone? But don't worry, it's going to be long and updated with what's happened to me this 4 days. Basically, I have been busy trying to squeeze every single drip of info i can get from all my seniors who have enrolled in the prospective institutions that I would like to attend.OH and some of their info have turned out extra useful. Thank you guys! Especially yesterday, I had to endure a 2 hours long(and maybe agonising) talk with my dad about which stream to take- arts or science? I initially wanted science, but somehow a few days ago switched to wanting arts,since I thought I did better for it easily, but after the long pep talk with my dad yesterday, changed my decision back to science again.It's a more viable course to take no matter how you weigh the options i guess.Looks like I have to spend another 2 years busy furrowing my brows to get past all those GRRR problem sums(which has a penchant for finding problems with me, like don't fight with me cannot like that.) So yea, submitted my options at 00.25 yesterday! &lt;i&gt;-MUST GET MY FIRST CHOICE!&lt;/i&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I have to tell you about my idiotic experience today. Had to report to work at 10, and as usual, I put on my contacts, and they turned out blur. Thinking it would be better later on, I went to work. BUT IT DIDN'T!! As such, I was extra miserable because it was all quite blur to me. I thought I put the wrong sides(since the degrees are diff), but when I switched it, it was even worse, so I changed it back to the original sides again. Again, it was still blur. So in the end, I had to bear with it for 2 hours plus till lunchtime, when I asked Ms Shan for an hour off for me to run back home and change into my (saviour!) spectacles.She smiled like she was going to laugh already when I made that request, but she granted it still! :D Then waited for the bus at the bus stop. Waited for like 15 mins?? Was going to take a cab when finally, the bus came, and not just 1, but 2. But you know what?? The 2 buses were FULL with students from the schools nearby, so you can imagine how i was grouching, since i was in a hurry you know! Exasperated, I decided to flag down a cab. A cab came and I waved my hand out, but guess what? The cab driver just ignored me and drove past me =.= I actually felt a bit insulted. It made me wonder whether i looked like the type who doesn't have the means to pay him, you know, like cheapo like that D: But i decided that he must have been blind, since I successfully flagged down the second one. xD After that, was whoosh all the way back home! Had lunch at 3.30 in the pantry instead, thanks to the cup noodles(delish!) JY brought for me from her house. My rush back couldn't facilitate my meal. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also solved a simultaneous equation problem today! Thanks to XY and JY who brought me the prob. I solved it on the first try! And was sooo exhilarated. A Maths is good when you can solve it! :D Then went out with my dad and 2nd aunt(paternal) tonight, since she was in Sg for a business trip. I wouldn't mind being a high-flier like her actually. Every few weeks, or even days, take one plane. We had dinner at Ah Yat Abalone restaurant! O.O First time eating such an expensive seafood meal.We had scallops, abalone, a fish of high grade, and crabs. After that, we went to Queen's St to shop for some more CNY goods!Like more fish maw,more pig trotters skin, more cans of abalone(I wanted to sponsor 1 can xD), more mushrooms etc.  This is so my aunt can take them back to KL first to the rest when she flies back tmr, so we don't need to carry so much when we drive back. I can't wait to get back to KL! :DD Just a week or so left before the drive up!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2867997493570613?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2867997493570613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2867997493570613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2867997493570613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2867997493570613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-notes.html' title='Little notes!~'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7394121064124524647</id><published>2009-01-13T00:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:59:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sordid reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Well i don't know what to say about the results-- maybe disappointment is the best word after all.And all the more it proves what I said in my previous post about having expectations. Actually, frankly speaking, I would have accepted these results, even though sadly, I didn't lived up to my own expectations. I WOULD have been contented, and moved on, really. But there's just one thing that really breaks my heart, and that's the subject that I most thought was secured and in place, but in the end, came out and smashed me into bits of shocking pieces. I CANNOT believe this's happening.ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH ENGLISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED??????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IN THE FREAKING WORLD HAPPENED?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????I cannot believe this, and never will accept this. This is an insult to me.A sickening blemish. I CANNOT ACCEPT IT(not now!!).HOW COME???!!!!! WHY???!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so painful, that it has struck me to tears(and undoubtedly, will always do so from now on whenever i come to this).I KNOW ACCEPTANCE WILL BRING ME COMFORT, BUT I JUST CANNOT! I CAN'T!!ANYTHING ELSE IS STILL BEARABLE BUT NOT THIS!!!WHY????? CAN SOMEONE JUST TELL ME???????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt; /3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7394121064124524647?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7394121064124524647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7394121064124524647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7394121064124524647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7394121064124524647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/sordid-reflection.html' title='A sordid reflection'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-717482344179149387</id><published>2009-01-11T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:58:14.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psyching up---&gt; for better</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; This post will somehow be different, something more in depth, and personal.&lt;br /&gt; (: I am NOT feeling the nervousness yet regarding the subject that's coming tmr(Monday---&gt;12 Jan 2009) and concerns everyone in my batch. Maybe cos my spirits have taken a downturn these days and i don't feel like believing anything now. GOSH i really hate it.This feeling of dread. That makes me feel like I've just totally lost all of my face or sth.All because of some meaningless 'pranks'.It feels like you have just been scammed, and that is plain misery because you really put your true self forward, only to find that...urgh you know.And not just once, but repeatedly. I will definitely need some time to throw this behind.   But i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Read a column today in The ST newspapers. Gave me a little more something to chew on about. The column mentioned that we should limit the words such as 'I wish', 'I hope', and things that make us have hope and expectations. Because disappointment stems from hope, and without expectations from the things around us,we will be much more happier since there will be no disappointments. Now i know why people become cynical, and lose their ability to believe in things around them. It's such a sad thing. People rob each other of each others' beliefs and true selves bit by bit from time to time by disappointing and turning out different from what they believed them to be. We hurt each other unknowingly, and in the process, we lose ourselves in it, so much that sometimes we lock ourselves in.The power of anger is temporary, since you cannot keep it up forever without getting tired, but the power of disappointments are forever. And never will they be forgotten, along with their impact that makes a indelible mark on that person. Would you choose to have expectations, only to be disappointed countless of times?Or would you rather not expect so much, and be just contented with what you already have? In a way, contentment in itself is happiness too. But it is human to expect, and life's like that.The fortune-teller said I liked to think things alone to myself, so you can say this is a rare excerpt from the "holing up" sessions that I often have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such a sobering post,I believe I need some laughs--   Time for Yes Man! xDD &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I still have expectations for tmr though!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-717482344179149387?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/717482344179149387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=717482344179149387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/717482344179149387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/717482344179149387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/psyching-up-for-better_11.html' title='Psyching up---&gt; for better'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-8258623174067151108</id><published>2009-01-07T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:22:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Here are the pics for the second shoot, same day@marina! Thanks to Andy, our photographer :DD Rmb to feedback! And another 9 hours of work tmr! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTIUNyTpzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gH8IurLamRE/s1600-h/Img3732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTIUNyTpzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gH8IurLamRE/s320/Img3732.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288572112063407922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTITwlenkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3zOb6p0EmtQ/s1600-h/Img3737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTITwlenkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3zOb6p0EmtQ/s320/Img3737.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288572104224972354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTITsjimyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GufzfpB1zAg/s1600-h/Img3781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTITsjimyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GufzfpB1zAg/s320/Img3781.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288572103143103266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTITazN8GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/x7uTM7FoY1Y/s1600-h/Img3734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTITazN8GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/x7uTM7FoY1Y/s320/Img3734.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288572098377019490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-8258623174067151108?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/8258623174067151108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=8258623174067151108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8258623174067151108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8258623174067151108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-more-pics.html' title='Some more pics...'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWTIUNyTpzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gH8IurLamRE/s72-c/Img3732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7195562671116107848</id><published>2009-01-06T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:15:43.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work work!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;  Wonder why i've not been posting these few days?Because of nothing but work!!! Been clocking 10 hours everyday, so much so that the first day that i did so, i felt all giddy, surreal and aching after the whole thing.Gosh, hopefully thursday won't be like that, since i also got 8 hours of work tmr!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my pay today too!! :D Never felt the jubilation before, but now i know. It's hard-earned money for god's sake, and though the amount was lesser than expected, I am still contented, since after all, it's my first pay!!! :D This month's pay will be much more I know, because of all the extra time we've been clocking in.No wonder they say time is money. In my case, time=$$$$$~ Felt the erm...pains and rewards of being a teacher too. Pains--mark till my eyes want to drop out, and plus the handwriting sometimes is horrible. And it just is so saddening when you see that student don't understand and keep getting the questions wrong and re-doing the same corrections. Rewards-- See the cute kiddos and when they try to play with you it's so cute! Plus, there's a sense of satisfaction i guess when you teach them and they get it.So many funny little things happen from time to time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention?I went for 2 shoots on friday, and some pictures of the first shoot are out! Shall post a few that i think are not that weird. LOL jy and i kept thinking ourselves' photos are weird and the other's nice xD Happy viewing~~(and feedback pls!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNrMeOTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mbE79QSpKXA/s1600-h/DSC_1048-E-TN-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNrMeOTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mbE79QSpKXA/s320/DSC_1048-E-TN-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288183872094091570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNgxi6gI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GLfGLcJYBFY/s1600-h/DSC_0985-E-TN-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNgxi6gI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GLfGLcJYBFY/s320/DSC_0985-E-TN-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288183869296798210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNKYiLMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bbvmn0At_dQ/s1600-h/DSC_0721-E-TN-B-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNKYiLMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bbvmn0At_dQ/s320/DSC_0721-E-TN-B-W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288183863286312130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7195562671116107848?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7195562671116107848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7195562671116107848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7195562671116107848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7195562671116107848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/work-work-work.html' title='Work work work!!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SWNnNrMeOTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mbE79QSpKXA/s72-c/DSC_1048-E-TN-B-W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5328201380531717549</id><published>2009-01-04T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:45:26.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little snippets of work</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Had an extremely tiring day at work today.Jy, me, xy and nad were in charge of marking only, so our working partners were only papers and papers.There was a point in time whereby I felt out of this world, and my head spun a little. Also kind of wanted to sleep...jy also felt the same i think more or less. But one very funny thing happened that woke me up. I was marking this boy's work, and I liked the way he made my life easier by getting the answers correct more often and writing legibly(since the last one i marked was a girl who obviously anyhow did her work thus giving me a headache). I remembered getting some mint sweets from my mum that I left in my bag, so I gave one to XY, and at a time when the teacher in charge left the boy's side(they were sitting directly in front of me with their back facing me) for a while, I whispered his name and he turned back, surprised xD. I passed him the sweet and he took it(XY started to really laugh xD) and kept looking at the sweet,holding it on the table. Afraid of letting the teacher discover when she came back, I whispered again: "Keep it,keep it!". He looked at me and quickly shove it inside the pockets of his trousers xD so cute! LOL me and XY couldn't stop laughing after that. His reaction was so funny, and so was the time that I asked too :DD But well, it's fun to have interesting things like tt... and laugh like mad :DDDD &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5328201380531717549?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5328201380531717549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5328201380531717549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5328201380531717549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5328201380531717549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-snippets-of-work.html' title='The little snippets of work'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5167854966990290330</id><published>2009-01-02T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:35:42.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I mention?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Did i mention?Went for some threading session at a shopping centre @ Dhoby Ghaut. Decided to just try it out for once, since i never tried it before, and moreover, it's free! So yup, turned out to be a little painful when it came to near the eyes there, and i teared! :X Not that i wanted to, but my tear glands were stimulated xD So yea, it took about 1.5 hours. By the end of it, it seemed as if i went for a hair-rebonding session like that- all of my hair was straight! I looked super weird then. And as I walked out of the shopping centre, someone suddenly came up to me. She asked if i was willing to say a few words about something for the camera,I agreed and it took me a while to realise that I was being interviewed! They were from Okto Scoop! and asked me to answer this "Every cloud has a silver lining. How do you encourage yourself from time to time?" I blinked blurly a few times, and they gave me a while to think of an answer. A microphone held by the lady who approached me was thrusted to my face, and the cameraman focused his camera. 3, 2, 1! and the camera started. I was pretty nervous and since my train of thoughts were not flowing smoothly, I think I started talking in round circles, with pauses in between. After that, they asked if I wanted to do a 2nd take, I agreed and once again, was given time to think. This time though, it was much smoother and concise.So yea, and after the interview, I realised that my hair was very weird still!!! So they better not air it, I would kill.:X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went shopping around Far East Plaza with JY! Couldn't find anything she liked, so we went back home. Then after that, I went to the countdown at khatib(partly cos mummy wanted to go and watch the "fireworks", only to find none ): )Met up with JY there, and she was with vic and the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SV40DU57O8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/NnZMCOOQ5eA/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SV40DU57O8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/NnZMCOOQ5eA/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720244335459266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown@ khatib! Pictures...you know who to thank. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5167854966990290330?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5167854966990290330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5167854966990290330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5167854966990290330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5167854966990290330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-i-mention.html' title='Did I mention?'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SV40DU57O8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/NnZMCOOQ5eA/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-3965383115887909866</id><published>2009-01-01T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:39:18.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; HAPPY 2009 to everybody! :D A new year means new hopes for me, new happenings, and new wonderful things to discover in my life as I continue on this journey. 2008, has passed pretty much fast, with everybody preparing in a frenzy for the O's. It's as if we got into a train that seemed to shield our consciousness from the time that was flying by outside, and when the train finally stopped, here we are at the end of 2008, and the start of another new chapter. 2008 has been full of ups and downs, and full of its own surprises too. They say time never stops for anyone, but I have to thank it for being lenient in its own way to me. At least I had the time to store all the precious times this year in my head, before it all was over, and knowing that I have cherished things makes my sense of regret much more lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the new year 2009, will bring a lot of new things into my life. A new school, new friends, and maybe even a new life, as I continue to grow in this palace of time. Hopefully, it can only mean something closer to my maxim of having a fun and exciting life(of course, exciting means more things that make me happy, and not more things that might make me go into cardiac arrest any moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; SO MUCH MORE TO LIFE&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-3965383115887909866?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/3965383115887909866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=3965383115887909866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3965383115887909866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3965383115887909866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-2009.html' title='Hello 2009'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4904561643171203698</id><published>2008-12-30T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:24:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Magical Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Had an extremely fun day! Like I mentioned before, we went back to visit cca today in school! The new SYF dance is actually quite nice I think, but like we said, the juniors have room for improvement.Hopefully, at the end of the day, they can achieve what we failed by a weee bit to get- a Gold with Honours for SYF. :D Took pictures with our beloved juniors! They're the best! &lt;33 At sch, XY, JY, and belinda presented me with their home-made bandung cookie (was supposed to be vanilla, but due to an "accident", it became bandung-flavoured :X)topped with icing, which came off quite nicely. Tasted the sweetness to the heart! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school only at 1230, and we had bubble tea! Too bad joanna, belinda and hui yi couldn't come with us. It would have been much more fun with you guys! So the group of 6(me,jy,ld,yt,bell,xy) went off happily to causeway! Crapped very much on the way, but it was fun! Thank god we arrived quite early and got good tickets for the movie. The whole experience was very sweet and nice, since well the 2 main characters were just soo....sweet to each other? The story came off nicely, and if I ever get the chance to lay my hands on the book(s), I believe I'll like it a lot!We went to search for a group ring around causeway after the movie, but since the sizes didn't quite fit our hands, we didn't get one in the end. We then took 969 back to Yishun! Where I met my brother at the Mrt before we made our way to Fish &amp; Co's at AMK to have a family dinner. My aunt came down surprisingly, and the meal turned out nicely(I like the fish!). Rounded off the night with watching of The Little Nyonya, and that's how my birthday was spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's coming in 1 day! And i don't know what to expect :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photos are once again, thanks to JY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJrJyhEmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bwyz5EVUb6A/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJrJyhEmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bwyz5EVUb6A/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618118383702626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JUNIORS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJq3sl9yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XGadfIDen6Y/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJq3sl9yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XGadfIDen6Y/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618113527019298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ONE MORE TIME!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJqtcFWsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/K3sd2T8bVt8/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJqtcFWsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/K3sd2T8bVt8/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618110773418690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All with visitor tags!Special mention to sweeetttttt cookie!(jar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJqe4Tn8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4Zj6Bwquv58/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJqe4Tn8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4Zj6Bwquv58/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618106865262530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The group of dancers! :D &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJrIiI71I/AAAAAAAAAFk/MkaiBxrgB4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJrIiI71I/AAAAAAAAAFk/MkaiBxrgB4Q/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618118046576466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur at the movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4904561643171203698?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4904561643171203698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4904561643171203698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4904561643171203698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4904561643171203698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/magical-day.html' title='A Magical Day'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVpJrJyhEmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bwyz5EVUb6A/s72-c/IMG_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5279427292220264936</id><published>2008-12-30T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:11:37.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET SIXTEEN :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVj2Ogf4kGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zAEVEDsukkc/s1600-h/birthday2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVj2Ogf4kGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zAEVEDsukkc/s320/birthday2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244891821543522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MYSELF!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahas so it's just another day, albeit different xD Because it's my sixteenth birthday! Well i shan't whine about being old or anything, but rather, they say sweet sixteen! :D So hopefully, the coming year would be as nice as it can be for me(starting out with the horrifying getting-of-o-level-results). It's going to be a full day of fun! Going back to visit cca in sch with the rest of the dancers, before we head for lunch!And after that will be watching of twilight movie!Followed by dinner at Fish and Co's with my family :D(the food BETTER be good, if not i will give them my personalised birthday bash) So yup am off to bed for now, to re-energize for the rest of the day! And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Happy Birthday Man Ting! &lt;/i&gt; :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5279427292220264936?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5279427292220264936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5279427292220264936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5279427292220264936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5279427292220264936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-sixteen-d.html' title='SWEET SIXTEEN :D'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVj2Ogf4kGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zAEVEDsukkc/s72-c/birthday2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-239817047358030940</id><published>2008-12-27T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:25:25.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeezeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Today has been a super... what should i say...squeezy day?Let me tell you how it all exactly happened. You know the Channel 8 show Little Nyonya（小娘惹）that airs on weekdays at 9? Yea the show had a fan meet today at Compasspoint and what did I do? Go there and squeeze with the masses(masses = people of EVERY age. I really mean every.) There were aunties yakking away loudly in hokkien, ah mas complaining about the crowd, teenagers trying to elbow each other just to get in front, even little kids flanked by their mothers grumbling. You name it, you have it. Basically, everyone was participating in the come-let's-see-whose-neck-is-longer competition.Either that or the you-tiptoe-lean-on-me-become-tall-I-tiptoe-lean-on-somebody-else-become-taller competition. When we(me,ld,yt) arrived, the area near the stage was already full of people. All we could see was nothing but heads (black heads,brown heads, white heads etc...once again you name it, you have it.) So we made a decision to go to the second floor, which was once again, CONGESTED with people. We had to keep squeezing and jostling. Everybody was pushing like nobody's business. My poor flimsy hand-carried bag, was squashed and squeezed like crushed paper. Thank god it's flimsy.If not it would not have broken into pieces right on the spot. If you were right in the front, you could really feel the FORCE (of the masses) with you. All just to catch a glimpse of the stage(and later actors.) My height(plus tiptoe), just enabled me to catch a snippets of the stage in between people's heads. Ld and yt later on gave up, and escaped to the library, and because I could see, I remained there(inhaling all those stale human "fragrance", and mind you, we were all sweating. Later on, due to good luck, I managed to get a position right before the bars on the second floor, which gave me a view of the whole first floor.During the whole experience, I could hear an auntie behind scolding a lady behind too. &lt;br /&gt;Auntie: "Squeeze what squeeze, never see got young one in front ah!"(which was the auntie's son)Poor lady.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I managed to hold out. Ld and yt later on came to look for me(after the event was almost over) and we went to the first floor. Once again, by a spot of good luck, we caught the time whereby the actors/actresses were leaving and we happened to be standing right where a path was cleared for them to leave, so we were right beside the "path". Some idiots even treated yt's head like a table for propping their handphone-held hands and rested their hand right on her head, while ld was struggling to fight off the people leaning onto her while they tiptoed =.= I was much fortunate, only experienced the wave of energy of the push by the crowd, but still not enough to topple me. While they were leaving, I managed to shake hands with some artistes such as Darren Lim, Pan Ling Ling, Joanne Peh, Ng Hui and a few others. xD Below are some pictures of the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2JNynF2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zvq-UBBBtPw/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2JNynF2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zvq-UBBBtPw/s320/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284470744714516322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Pan Ling Ling, but due to the super force experienced by the over-enthusiasts, this was the best i could do :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2I9MEZJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IKYpwIUlN64/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2I9MEZJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IKYpwIUlN64/s320/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284470740257891474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2IkwNUbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/L5MkD2qmvjc/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2IkwNUbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/L5MkD2qmvjc/s320/DSC00613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284470733698585010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2If0L-8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WMsqhg7h6Z8/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2If0L-8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WMsqhg7h6Z8/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284470732373097410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to shop around at sembawang music and watsons. And that rounded off a day of pushing and squeezing. Below are some tips to help you in future if you ever decide to go for star-chasing sessions like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wear comfortable heels to add height to yourself. Then you will surely be in a good place for the come-let's-see-whose-neck-longer competition.&lt;br /&gt;2.Do not bath before you go. This is because in the end, when you go home, you still have to bath extremely thoroughly due to contact with all sorts of people and sweat.(Plus you never know when the "fragrance" around you may come in handy when squeezing)&lt;br /&gt;3.If possible, bring a foldable chair. You can stand on it if you want, and sit when you are tired.&lt;br /&gt;4.BE there early if you don't want to participate in the competition mentioned above in (1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme song of Little Nyonya will be aired this few days on my blog, in memory of such a "memorable" day.Enjoy...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-239817047358030940?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/239817047358030940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=239817047358030940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/239817047358030940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/239817047358030940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/squeezeeee.html' title='Squeezeeee!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVY2JNynF2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zvq-UBBBtPw/s72-c/DSC00633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4876318010089301399</id><published>2008-12-26T17:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:22:00.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Yesterday was Christmas, and I spent it with my family shopping at Far East and Suntec and Marina Centre. We bought lots of things! Clothes for each and everyone of us, plus lots of other things! We were pratically wasting money like i don't know what?-heart pain- We spent $40 just by drinking coffee and having some snacks @ the coffee club.Scammers. Once in a while is ok, but if i can help it, never again! Got myself a pair of Levi's jeans(have to wear it for ten years to get back the value,$80 for a freaking pair! Wouldn't have bought it if the trade-in-old-jeans thing wasn't on), a pair of cheap, nice shoes, and shorts. My little bro bought skinny jeans (he's all bones already, so I can't quite figure the rationale behind it), plus 2 shirts that amounted to a whopping $200, WITH discounts. =.=' He will have to wear those forever to get back the value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve was spent eating nice turkey and shopping! I bought myself a Christmas present, namely a furry dog at the price of $12! &lt;333 It's so cute! But actually, I thought it was $6 at first that's why I wanted it, but never mind, all the same! The quality is worth the money :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVSk3Yt7BiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/opeKRsyMqT8/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVSk3Yt7BiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/opeKRsyMqT8/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284029534247257634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmm~~ nice home-roasted-using-electrical-oven turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVSwIYKGrGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/873Z7QGFkoQ/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVSwIYKGrGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/873Z7QGFkoQ/s320/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284041920782707810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turkey again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http.:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; hblogspot.com/_rXc1r4://4.bpzlG94/SVSk3qwLwbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vdg1-NDBkYo/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="displayeight: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVSk3qwLwbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vdg1-NDBkYo/s320/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284029539088581042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest super cute doggie! Now my bear bear won't be lonely (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be changing my blog skin soon! It's a bit too dark for my liking :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4876318010089301399?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4876318010089301399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4876318010089301399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4876318010089301399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4876318010089301399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SVSk3Yt7BiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/opeKRsyMqT8/s72-c/DSC00602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4928550223089983076</id><published>2008-12-24T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:48:20.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy tidings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Lalalala it's CHRISTMAS EVE TODAY! :D How are all of you doing out there? All going to spend it mostly with your family right? Because that's how I'll be spending it, with family! :D Daddy says he wants to teach me to roast turkey using the electric big oven we have at home, so yea turkey for tonight! Delish! Later though, I might want to get a hair cut.Some simple snips here and there would do, no big changes i guess, since I figured I wouldn't want to spoil my new year with a botched-up look. And after that haircut, I'd be going to meet mummy at Orchard for lunch. There's nothing to do at home, so I thought I could do some lone shopping today, and my mum suggested we lunch together! :D Need to get some last minute presents for people too :X Hopefully I get my favourite pasta for lunch, then turkey for dinner! Will be a very nice gastronomic X'mas eve! Will be visiting some friends who work at Orchard while I shop today, hahaha hopefully I can 'disturb' them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, there's no work from now till 3rd Jan since the centre's closed, so people who are bored, just feel free to ask me out! I won't mind, since like they say, birds of a feather flock together. I am free this festive season, and I don't want to spend it cooping up at home or doing lone shopping all the time since it's the Christmas+My Birthday+New Year period! &lt;br /&gt;There'll never be a better time for giving than now!(you get what i mean xD)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4928550223089983076?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4928550223089983076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4928550223089983076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4928550223089983076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4928550223089983076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-tidings.html' title='Happy tidings!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7720174278415466335</id><published>2008-12-22T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:07:42.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow~~</title><content type='html'>The festive season is here! :D Was busy last Saturday going for a Christmas party held by my father's Lions Club fellow members. The hosts were people living on landed property of course, with their own pool and all. The party was ok, since all I did was to eat eat and eat.What else? I couldn't possibly join in with the small talk the adults were making. :X Below is a snippet of an "interesting conversation" at the party, when I went to get drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady serving drinks: Hello lady, what drink would you want?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sprite?&lt;br /&gt;The lady: Sure?You don't want beer or alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (smiles sheepishly)No,I am underaged&lt;br /&gt;The lady: (Looks at me in an amusing manner) Sure or nottt?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah. (???!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to get in a few bits of turkey at the second house.(We went to the second house to visit for a while) I liked the food at the second house better.The first house served catering from Casuarina Curry, with a roti prata chef whipping up fresh roti pratas on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work at the tuition centre on saturday was pretty fun towards the end, since there was a little boy named Mason, who was clever and knew what was going on, but simply refused to concentrate on his work, and thus was bestowed a standing spot at the first teachers' table, where I was sitting. I was supposed to guide him to finish all his corrections, but he kept trying to talk nonsense with me.Left me exasperated, because I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I think he knew that I was a new teacher and was trying to "bully" me. Hahaha and in the end, he was the last one left, and finally shut up when the Indian teacher I was helping took over me. Kept yakking his head off, that boy. But he's very cute xD It happened to be his birthday that day too :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt gave me some $$ to spend for Christmas and my birthday since she didn't know what to give me. She got my brother a shirt of his fav player, Fabregas(I call it Fart-Gas) lols, and asked me whether I wanted a Crumpler bag. I didn't know what it was, but it seems that it's the latest in thing according to my lil bro.But since I didn't know what it was, I had no desire for it. To make things simpler, she just gave me money to buy whatever I wanted. I want a new bag for JC!! Hopefully I can get a bargain this festive season. And a box of monthly contact lenses! Whoever knows the rough prices of monthly contacts, please tell me. It will be very nice of you (: And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!! (I will insist on pasta for a meal)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7720174278415466335?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7720174278415466335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7720174278415466335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7720174278415466335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7720174278415466335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow~~'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-8599912983519966664</id><published>2008-12-19T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:22:13.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally finished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; I have finally finished watching It Started With A Kiss! &lt;33 Being the impromptu me, I went to rent the rest of the episodes from the nearby CD rental shop, since I figured that I could watch it during my mostly free time and instead of wasting time waiting for it to load on Youtube, why not watch it much more clearly and faster by CD? :D But being the blur me, I blur blur rented much more than what I needed to. Who told the episodes numbering to be sooo confusing. In the end, I only needed to rent 4 discs, but rented 11 discs altogether, so the first 7 are what I have watched on Youtube. :X Another lesson for me to learn from. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUse-yw2J8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/GCv7qPs-B9A/s1600-h/It+started+with+a+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUse-yw2J8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/GCv7qPs-B9A/s320/It+started+with+a+kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281349052149409730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It Started With A Kiss drama picture. &lt;333 Go watch if you haven't!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oooo yesterday was work as usual. I sat at my usual place, together with the same indian teacher beside me at the main table, and at the side table, the girl-who's-studying-at-RP-and-is-from-china-too-and-was-hired-on-the-same-day-as-us sat there.These few days however, it seems that the teacher beside me didn't quite like her because she kept making mistakes and we had to clear it up for her.The teacher kept complaining about her to me :X Hopefully she doesn't repeat her mistakes after all these repeated times. But well, she seems quite a nice person though(but it seems to me and XY that she keeps wearing the same outfit to work??). When it was time to go, the teacher which I was under said I was fast and told me to "keep it up" (: I'm pretty scared of her, to tell the truth, because whenever I make mistakes, she will always point it out in a very matter-of-fact manner, but I know it's to help me improve! And it surprised me too because I made 2 minor mistakes yest :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to get back to work later at 2, so have to go off now, toodles!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-8599912983519966664?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/8599912983519966664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=8599912983519966664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8599912983519966664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/8599912983519966664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-finished.html' title='Finally finished!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUse-yw2J8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/GCv7qPs-B9A/s72-c/It+started+with+a+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-588232672977049099</id><published>2008-12-17T19:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:23:51.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the holidays go like this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Time just flies! I cannot believe like half of my holiday is already over, and it seems that I have been going through it in a zoinked-out mode, because everything that has happened made me cannot believe that everything has happened. It just goes ZOOM!-finish- and leaves me in O.O mode. Hopefully my spirit can quickly come back to EARTH before the holidays really finish! D: (horror of horrors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Work has been okkk, and I'm finally, officially declared mistake-less! Mr Mistakes has responded to my most heart-rending plea and has gone to find another unfortunate play-pal! :D But I still get nervous when the BOSSES(aka basically every person who has worked longer than me there) calls my name like I made some mistake when I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I experienced the serious bored-ness today that may have plagued some of us(O'Level waiting people) from time to time,since it is my day off today! :D Spent the better half of the day waiting to see some skin doc for eczema =.=' so people with good skin cherish it ya?Not everyone has it, but i am not complaining. Then the rest of the day was spent watching 2/3 of the 2nd Harry Potter movie and on this comp crashing on audi,and just like that, it was night already. :X So don't disagree if I say time really fliessss. There's so many things I want/can do, but why am I not in action when there's so little time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from last week K session!(credits to jy though I think the photos look a weeny WEIRD)And i am off to watch 恶作剧之吻(It Started With A Kiss) &lt;33！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUjq5CVomwI/AAAAAAAAADk/mpmRQ7Im4f0/s1600-h/K"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUjq5CVomwI/AAAAAAAAADk/mpmRQ7Im4f0/s320/K" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280728828692962050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUjshBToR4I/AAAAAAAAADs/2ksXxnrPcM0/s1600-h/K+grp!"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUjshBToR4I/AAAAAAAAADs/2ksXxnrPcM0/s320/K+grp!" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280730615122511746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let time stop!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-588232672977049099?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/588232672977049099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=588232672977049099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/588232672977049099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/588232672977049099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-holidays-go-like-this.html' title='And the holidays go like this!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/SUjq5CVomwI/AAAAAAAAADk/mpmRQ7Im4f0/s72-c/K' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-3835619409349315094</id><published>2008-12-15T09:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:20:05.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of our trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Like i said, I was away on a trip of fun with my family from KL who came to SG! The first night, we went to the chalet(i only arrived at 8 with my dad cos i worked from 4 to 6). Heard the hilarious story of how they were given a broken down chalet with a hole as the toilet(lols!) and how it stank and the whole chalet was just dilapidated.My father changed it to 2 renovated ones(according to the front desk,they gave us the still under renovation one because we wanted to BBQ and that's where we could do it. xD)Thank god, the renovated ones were much better,though still not quite up to standard.We had to rent the mahjong table,and practically rent everything else =.= money-grubbers.Then after some rounds of mahjong, the 4 of us plus my 2nd aunt took out the rented bicycles and rode from the chalet to the place where the bike track ended at area B for a Midnight Ride!:D It was sooo relaxing and fun. We returned to the chalet only at 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The next day, we checked out and headed for Pulau Ubin! Being curious, I wanted to see the fortune teller along with my parents and relatives too. Waited for 2 hours before it was our turn. Hmmm the fortune teller said(pretty much accurately), that i am the rash Monkey(my zodiac), and tended to do things in the heat of the moment. He asked me to think properly to avoid regrets and to be a spendthrift xD He also said that i was a straightforward person, and thus might say things that people may sometimes be 不服 to hear.I also shouldn't be influenced so easily by my friends, and also not kpo into their businesses too much, because sometimes the blame might be then shifted to me and i get wronged(i am kpo sometimes i know!but so far the blaming part not yet). I don't like people to tell me what to do too, but I can make friends easily and have a natural talent for the arts(performing, drawing etc). But hmmm i still haven't discovered my talent for drawing i guess xD I have the happy star in my birth characters and so happy things tend to find their way to my door.When he finished, he gave me a talisman(符）plus a pendant with a snake on it as the snake, mouse and dragon are the monkey's benefactors.Nice pendant though (: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Spent friday night shifting from my mum's armchair to my bed because i felt so 辛苦。I was down with the flu and was feeling the full blown effects. Thank god i made it through the night and flew to see the doctor the minute the clinic opened.Then the whole family went to desaru! The waves were super nice, and my flu recovered on course,and now i am feeling much better! No wonder they say health is important.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-3835619409349315094?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/3835619409349315094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=3835619409349315094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3835619409349315094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3835619409349315094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/story-of-our-trip.html' title='The story of our trip!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-4924165997892511327</id><published>2008-12-11T12:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:12:08.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends &lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Yesterday night, i crashed on audi! :D Played a few games with JY, we irritated 1 guy (because we sent him too many invites to come our room play i think) and he finally played 1 round with us before we let him off, scared off 1 girl who was a hacker (she kept saying she would chiong to first place, and told us to see, letting us have a head start the first 40 secs before she started chaining her head off), i asked whether she was hacker, then w/o waiting for her answer, i already knew. Who can chain until so much immediately if not a hacker? JY was like 'chey i thought what pro'.Lol.To deflate her big head, which i couldn't stand, i just said 'Later i report you' and whoosh! She exited the game xDD must be scared.Pretty funny to see her vanish. &lt;br /&gt;OOO and i finally got a cpl in name on audi! Been looking for one, but soooo difficult to find one lvl higher than me, unattached and was, clothes wise, not too bad. I created a rm 'U win me, u me cpl' in order to find one who was more pro than me. And o.o there really came one! :D Too bad he cannot join my fam though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to work later from 4-6, before i head off to the EC chalet to join my relatives from malaysia! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:I love you guys, my friends! &lt;33 :D &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-4924165997892511327?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/4924165997892511327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=4924165997892511327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4924165997892511327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/4924165997892511327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-33.html' title='Friends &lt;33'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-7399509464465705051</id><published>2008-12-10T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:13:54.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha today i went to K with some of the dancers! &lt;33 It was pretty fun at the Karaoke Centre at Woodlands(we went to the safra one but it was closed so went Woodlands). We had a good 4 hours singing our lungs out xD -it finally felt like a holiday. Before that though, met niki for lunch at NP. Though it was pretty rushed, we still managed in the end!Also got to make a trip up to the new library@ Yishun.Walked around for 5 mins in search for the bookdrop,but couldn't find it. After some enquries made, i finally realised that the book drop was the right where i entered -slaps head- I can be pretty blur sometimes.The toilets at the K centre are sooo confusing.I don't know why but 3 times I went there, 3 times I ALMOST(listen up, ALMOST ok,not really)walked into the male toilet :X thank god I didn't. Tried to look for Sodapop's album named Little Universe for my cousin, but couldn't find it.So too bad!Going to play somemore tmr! :D Unlike someone who has nothing to do and start doing boring things D: how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and i just realised how good my cbox is! &lt;3 it x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 of different surfaces, but 1 of the very same person&lt;br /&gt;-I know who you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-7399509464465705051?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/7399509464465705051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=7399509464465705051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7399509464465705051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/7399509464465705051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-out_10.html' title='Day out!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6725869111785183280</id><published>2008-12-09T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:03:49.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just complaining.</title><content type='html'>And i am back again! Today though, for the rare part, I was irritated. Sometimes, things happen that simply get on my nerves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- People who ignore you when you talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;This is simply GRRRRRRRR. Obviously,(esp if it's a question!) you're talking to them and when you wait there like a few seconds like some fool and there's nothing but zero sound coming from the other person, it's soooo embarrassing. =.=' I believe all of us,at some pt in time have experienced that. And you know the stupid feeling. BUT if some of you here ever got ignored by me, it's because i didn't hear you, and not because i purposely don't want to hear or something. I don't deny the possibility of a weeny teeny bit of thing wrong with my ears,so next time i don't answer,just nudge me. I don't like to be ignored, and I won't ignore other people, because the feeling simply is bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another thing is when we have to like beg our friends to go out or sth, i mean, it's natural for us to want our friends to go out with us, but when we have to reach the stage of begging, it's like so......!Esp if it keeps occurring, then i would rather not ask anymore next time since it's sooo tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went to work today. Another day has passed with mistakes made by yours truly. WHY can't I just make it through a day without mistakes made?!Gosh I wonder when that day will come. Please let it come soon,because i don't like to make mistakes, and I don't know why Mr Mistakes always like to come and find me :X Go find another play pal Mr Mistakes! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to K tmr with YT sec 4 dancers who are my close friends! And before that, will be meeting niki for brunch :D  so may tmr be a even happier day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6725869111785183280?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6725869111785183280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6725869111785183280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6725869111785183280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6725869111785183280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-complaining.html' title='Just complaining.'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1232934070242138418</id><published>2008-12-08T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:53:03.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out!</title><content type='html'>It has been raining from around when i was in deep sleep last night till now. What a wet and gloomy Hari Raya. Now that my dad's snoring on the sofa(makes it even more gloomier), i really don't think i have any chance of going out for now, but maybe later at night can? :X Anyway, I went shopping with my great family at Great World and we ended up buying a new tv for the living rm (yay plasma!) and a washing machine, and another stove at Courts in AMK.Talk about new year new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Am excited because my cousins,and their father and mother,which is my Uncle(大伯）and Aunt（伯母）and my 1st Aunt(大姑）and her son are coming down to SG this thursday! We are going to East Coast Chalet for BBQ, before spending a night over at my house, and then make our way to DESARU!&lt;33 I've always liked my paternal side better :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hope you guys like the songs on my blog, i think they are really nice tt's why i put it.And i made sure the player cannot be stopped so that you guys will be forced to listen to it till you like it :X(kidding) There's work at the tuition centre tmr, and hopefully it will be fun. Going to crash on either audi(audition) or watch 恶作剧之吻(It Started With a Kiss)！It's nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: The kpo-ing around thing is just a joke so don't take it so seriously till you have a heart attack ok.It's just to spice things up around here!I know you guys are not kpos.(No pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STzfh__JKGI/AAAAAAAAADc/mVYiyNlGNjQ/s1600-h/CROWN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STzfh__JKGI/AAAAAAAAADc/mVYiyNlGNjQ/s320/CROWN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277338638576330850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture of this nice crown is thanks to Jarratt!) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1232934070242138418?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1232934070242138418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1232934070242138418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1232934070242138418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1232934070242138418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-out.html' title='Day out!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STzfh__JKGI/AAAAAAAAADc/mVYiyNlGNjQ/s72-c/CROWN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-3220476351364895801</id><published>2008-12-07T12:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:04:49.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom post! A little late i know...</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post about one thing. PROM! We had prom on wed, 3rd Dec 08. Since I found my job on the same day itself, quite a few things had to be rushed as my job released me only at 2.20pm, wayyy behind my planned schedule. Had to ask LD to get my contact lens for me and yt to get my makeup sponge. Me?I had to shove down my lunch, go home from khatib to yishun, take a bath, pack all the things i needed and meet yt and ld at OCBC in 1 extremely short hour. So it was 4.30 before we finally reached QY's house. Have to credit her for my makeup, she's such an angel!And to ld and yt for my hair and the rest. Thank you guys so much! After that, had to rush to northpoint to meet jy, and by the time we reached the venue, it was already 7.15 and upon entering the room, named Orchid room, the event started. Food was soso, games were quite nice, though there were only 7 tables.Then there was the dancing part, where all of us showed our hidden moves on the dance floor. My most memorable one was Susu dancing, really blew me off! xD After that was the photos, and the rest, let the pics speak for themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXTEWaeI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5AQVa8oht8/s1600-h/P1010387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXTEWaeI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5AQVa8oht8/s320/P1010387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908545673423330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXTSAUlI/AAAAAAAAADE/IKcu_DDb_1w/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXTSAUlI/AAAAAAAAADE/IKcu_DDb_1w/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908545730695762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXNEwYmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mJDQ8vp5w_k/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXNEwYmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mJDQ8vp5w_k/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908544064512610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEu8AP2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zokH2lWhiKc/s1600-h/P1010383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEu8AP2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zokH2lWhiKc/s320/P1010383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908226737094498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEsOlfHI/AAAAAAAAACs/uQaOdHvhss4/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEsOlfHI/AAAAAAAAACs/uQaOdHvhss4/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908226009726066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEbTqLTI/AAAAAAAAACk/U27gCwfSeHE/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEbTqLTI/AAAAAAAAACk/U27gCwfSeHE/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908221467602226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEfCZxhI/AAAAAAAAACc/SEgsQY81xq4/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYEfCZxhI/AAAAAAAAACc/SEgsQY81xq4/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908222468965906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-3220476351364895801?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/3220476351364895801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=3220476351364895801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3220476351364895801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/3220476351364895801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom-post-little-late-i-know.html' title='Prom post! A little late i know...'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYXTEWaeI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5AQVa8oht8/s72-c/P1010387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-912261496328922205</id><published>2008-12-07T12:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:02:30.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looonngggg photo post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A picture tells a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYrldQphI/AAAAAAAAADU/03zzHu-6xSg/s1600-h/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYrldQphI/AAAAAAAAADU/03zzHu-6xSg/s320/IMG_0690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908894207125010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQoRH-z8I/AAAAAAAAACM/tKToL5zu4Cs/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276900041116536770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQoRH-z8I/AAAAAAAAACM/tKToL5zu4Cs/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fav cpl of all time! My 3rd uncle and aunt shopping in SG! Newlyweds....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQZlcy64I/AAAAAAAAACE/D7JZj8iRj0k/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOp77wtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/r0DyD38MfgE/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899601100292818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOp77wtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/r0DyD38MfgE/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin and I! One pair of shades cost just RM 5(super cheap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOYWI_QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/55-jzh1Y0ww/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899596378373378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOYWI_QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/55-jzh1Y0ww/s320/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQORJMNvI/AAAAAAAAABs/fQSfIGqvDXw/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899594445010674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQORJMNvI/AAAAAAAAABs/fQSfIGqvDXw/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The barbie doll! Part of a jelly cake tt my 3rd aunt bought for my cousin and I to celebrate our birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOb1ehBI/AAAAAAAAABk/EQjSPfSuigA/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899597315114002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOb1ehBI/AAAAAAAAABk/EQjSPfSuigA/s320/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww...one part eaten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOGQfg7I/AAAAAAAAABc/qo-Gmq1QdHU/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899591522845618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtQOGQfg7I/AAAAAAAAABc/qo-Gmq1QdHU/s320/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loves!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPvV5msCI/AAAAAAAAABU/0JIlnmv54mw/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899063145869346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPvV5msCI/AAAAAAAAABU/0JIlnmv54mw/s320/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The complete cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPvZi-PMI/AAAAAAAAABM/5E9b4XyLrpk/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899064124685506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPvZi-PMI/AAAAAAAAABM/5E9b4XyLrpk/s320/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The buddha-like earlobes of my new-born baby cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPvGtYctI/AAAAAAAAABE/oB4czKNgMT8/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899059068072658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPvGtYctI/AAAAAAAAABE/oB4czKNgMT8/s320/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPu8IOizI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLw4GIOyb_0/s1600-h/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899056227879730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPu8IOizI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLw4GIOyb_0/s320/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The postcard friendly KLCC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPumlZgyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F2a3ZRsfEbo/s1600-h/DSC00525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276899050444653346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtPumlZgyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F2a3ZRsfEbo/s320/DSC00525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For my 3rd uncle and aunt's wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO_AlAL_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/8EY04C6xfKw/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276898232788594674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO_AlAL_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/8EY04C6xfKw/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WE are the reception at the wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO_BJLz9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3boJjf8jgv4/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276898232940351442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO_BJLz9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3boJjf8jgv4/s320/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO-31-8kI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fP5wegwYdDs/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276898230443897410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO-31-8kI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fP5wegwYdDs/s320/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO-ng8EII/AAAAAAAAAAU/ESxLyW4-fIE/s1600-h/The+children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276898226060660866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO-ng8EII/AAAAAAAAAAU/ESxLyW4-fIE/s320/The+children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The array of distant cousins whom i'll never see till the next family wedding xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO-aTe29I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U9-iSAEkvc0/s1600-h/Bro+sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276898222514559954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtO-aTe29I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U9-iSAEkvc0/s320/Bro+sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-912261496328922205?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/912261496328922205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=912261496328922205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/912261496328922205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/912261496328922205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/looonngggg-photo-post.html' title='Looonngggg photo post!'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rXc1r4zlG94/STtYrldQphI/AAAAAAAAADU/03zzHu-6xSg/s72-c/IMG_0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1689901680183957719</id><published>2008-12-06T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:39:10.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another snippet..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another example of what I marked today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were given words to fill in the blanks in their homework sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words: Exploded&lt;br /&gt;       Spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer by kid: The volcano &lt;u&gt;spoke&lt;/u&gt; near the village beside the sea.&lt;br /&gt;      The President &lt;u&gt;exploded&lt;/u&gt; on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1689901680183957719?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1689901680183957719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1689901680183957719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1689901680183957719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1689901680183957719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-snippet.html' title='Another snippet..'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-9171322398480981110</id><published>2008-12-05T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:25:45.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day at work! :D</title><content type='html'>2 days since i started working officially! It feels pretty good, being what they call an assistant teacher, even though i am mostly the marker of papers sitting beside the teacher who marks and teaches at the same time. At times, it really feels like a chore with time passing slowly, but when i see those little doe-eyed kindergarten and primary sch kids come in for tuition, and the cute questions they ask, time passes super fast. Here's a rough example of the sometimes hilarious situations that occur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed innocent kid(comes up to me and asks in a kiddy voice): Teacher, how to do this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr..... ask teacher Sandy* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(since i am not exactly qualified and allowed to teach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Sandy: Wah so fast go to new teacher already ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the teacher and I laugh together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed innocent kid,still doesn't know what's going on &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(moves towards the teacher)&lt;/span&gt;: Teacher, how to do?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Sandy: I don't want to teach you &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(joking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed innocent kid&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(stares at teacher, confused and blur, and continues to stare, still lost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Teacher finally teaches the poor, lost kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my working environment is not bad, at least compared to some of my friends' experience in restaurants. Whenever i am hungry, i can run to the teachers' pantry and grab some drinks and cookies.I can also use the teachers' extra clean toilet, and there's no scoldings during mistakes, partly because i am new too, but i am fine as long as i don't repeat the mistakes! For first time mistakes, the people will tell us (albeit sometimes a bit gruffly but still not fierce so ok!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photos will be up soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-9171322398480981110?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/9171322398480981110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=9171322398480981110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/9171322398480981110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/9171322398480981110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-day-at-work-d.html' title='2nd day at work! :D'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2533247738435346828</id><published>2008-12-04T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:37:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job hunting.....</title><content type='html'>Been looking for a job these few days. Gosh it takes tremendous effort ok. Went for countless interviews since last thursday. You won't believe the amount of things there are to interview for. I went to interviews for things like starhub promoter, roadshows and events promoter for a company called healthwise,went to an agency to enquire, to ny to apply,and even xiang wei rou gan for bak kwa shop promoter lols, plus countless phone calls to the different ads in RECRUIT.So tiring, and we didn't even get a job in the end. Finally, yest, jy and xy went with me to a tuition centre not so far away and we went to fill in yet another application form, and surprisingly, we were hired! :D No, this job didn't come from an ad in RECRUIT, but rather through xy's own detailed searching x) so now i am HIRED! and i am happy to be hired, somemore this job is the type i am looking for. Yesterday was prom.So so if you ask me. Photos will be up soon! So yup, this will be much interesting. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2533247738435346828?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2533247738435346828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2533247738435346828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2533247738435346828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2533247738435346828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/12/job-hunting.html' title='Job hunting.....'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-2854658470986332809</id><published>2008-11-27T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:38:29.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued...</title><content type='html'>Ooo i am back from KL already! My 3rd(smallest) uncle and aunt drove us home yesterday. They were so funny along the way, i tell you, they are the funniest pair ever. No need for tv when they are around, they will make sure you have enough entertainment to last you. Anyway, last monday in KL, my 3rd aunt told us stories at about 12 plus near 1 am, since us gang of Four had just got tired playing mahjong and had nothing to do. She told us about her real experience of meeting those things. While she was around my age, she and her friends went up to a place nicknamed "Little Genting" in KL, which is actually really a hillside which offers a whole view of KL city, with her friends to celebrate their graduation i think. It was around 9 pm when she went up and they stayed there till the wee hours of 2 am or so. Since some of the friends were getting urgent and needed to find a toilet, a few of them rode down the hillside to the petrol station 15 mins away, leaving my aunt, 2 girls and 1 guy. They were the only ones there, since at that time, there were no developments of any kind at that place, unlike today. They were chatting softly among themselves when suddenly, they heard a voice singing softly - but clearly coming from behind them. It was a female voice, singing one of those oldies at that time. My aunt, not daring to believe, asked the 2 girls beside her whether they heard it. All of them nodded nervously and held their hands together. A ghostly fire appeared before their eyes and floated in front of them while the voice sang. The guy, seeing that the girls were starting to get nervous, bravely shouted in Cantonese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We didn't disturb you, so don't come and disturb us! Go away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Soon enough, the singing stopped. They didn't dare to look back during the whole time. They then all rode their motorbikes at a super fast speed down the hillside, each and everyone of them wanting to get down as soon as possible.I believe my aunt, because she simply doesn't have a need to lie to us about it. The rest of you out there, believe it or not, it's up to you! Another story for you guys, also from my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This time, it is about her being cheated. There were quite a few told (she got cheated thrice, and my uncle was nearly once) but i will only tell you the one of the times she got cheated. The first time was with my uncle in the One Utama shop. This pregnant Indian lady walked into the shop asking for the expensive things in the shop. My uncle and aunt were only too happy to get this rich customer and eagerly served her. She asked for more of the artefacts, so my uncle decided to drive to the warehouse to get the artefacts for her, leaving my aunt with the lady in the shop.My uncle had 2 handphones and 1 wallet in the shop then.1 of the handphones and the wallet was locked in the cabinet of the desk in the store, while in my uncle's haste to get to the warehouse, he forgot to lock the other handphone away, which was left on the surface of the desk. My aunt's belongings were locked away already.After he left for the warehouse, the lady wanted to get the artefact from the highest shelf to look at. She tried to climb on a chair to get it, but my aunt, fearing that the consequences would be dire should she accidentally fall, asked the lady to get down and that she would climb and get it for her instead. After that, the lady said she needed to go to the toilet and so my aunt just let her, forgetting to ask her to leave any deposit. The lady was gone for quite some time, and when my uncle returned, he asked where the lady was. My aunt said she had gone to the toilet for quite some time already, and then, it suddenly hit them that they might have been cheated. They searched through their belongings, and of course, my uncle realised that his phone on the desk was missing. Using the shop phone, they called my uncle's phone. True enough, a familiar voice answered on the other end - it belonged to the indian lady. My aunt asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Indranee(fake name), where are you? Why have you taken my husband's phone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There was no reply from the other end, and with a click, the line went dead. The phone was never seen again from then on and neither did the lady returned. My aunt added that when the lady came into the shop, there was a smell on her that made my uncle and aunt feel slightly groggy and blur, leading them to forget basic things such as asking her for a deposit, so once she left, they came back to their clear senses again. There were another 2 incidents, but those were earlier ones, and involved only my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On Monday, the gang of Four went to One U and we shopped around first, stopping by my 3rd uncle's shop to drop our bags and went to eat Macs. This was followed by some arcade action, in which we beat drums and did other things like race on Daytona Machines (which i won of course) and then we went to bowl for an hour (which i again won xD ).We then went to the pasar malam at SS2(seksyen 2, pronounced as section 2), where i bought a very cheap dress and this was followed by dinner at the very nice Pudu stall in KL city, before a night was rounded up. Tuesday was spent at BU,3 of us only, since my younger cousin had an outing with his friends at One U(again i know) then we went to eat roti canai with my 3rd uncle in the afternoon at Raju's, which is also the best in KL, like the Pudu stall, according to my 3rd uncle, before we went to One Utama, where my female cousin and i shopped for bargains, like RM 5 shades and RM 10 shoes.My female cousin left for her tuition at 5.50, leaving my brother and i, so we went to the shop to laze around. My aunt joined us at 7 plus near 8, and the fun began. Though we were just sitting there, we were chatting and there sometimes were extremely hilarious things.My uncle fell down at one point of time and i couldn't help but laugh, since he was talking halfway when he fell,even though the injury seemed pretty serious, with his left arm grazing the wooden shelf end,so the skin was broken there. I gave him a hand and was pretty shocked. My aunt wanted to laugh, but couldn't since well, she would surely get scolded for laughing. Instead, since she was closing her eyes for a while when my uncle fell, she asked in cantonese "What are you doing?" xD&lt;br /&gt;My uncle had got up then and was obviously holding his left arm in pain xD and flared at my aunt in a funny funny way "Fall down of course! What else!" Shock changed to laughter for me, since the whole situation was so funny, with my aunt wanting to laugh but suppressing it xD. My uncle stomped (very funnily too) out of the store and my aunt was like "he flared up at me!", laughing while she said that, and asked me why i laughed, causing her to laugh too. I am unstoppable when i get my laughing sickness xD My brother laughed later on, shocked initially too but for a longer time than me. Then on wednesday we returned to Singapore. My uncle and aunt drove us down to Singapore, where they spent a night in Orchard Hotel, kindy sponsored by my father who happened to have 1 night of free hotel stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went job-hunting today. You can say it's productive, you can also say it's not. But well, hopefully, i can get a good job, though the 2 really serious jobs were commissioned-based. We have to attend training so yup! Hopefully all goes well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really don't know what's her problem. She just flared up like this without any reason when we suggested going to KL. Zzzz what exactly is wrong with her?? Is she prejudiced or something towards them. She just screamed every bit of her lungs out when there wasn't a need too. It's just sooo her. I wonder if she even thinks whether what she's doing is right, or rather, i think she wants to oppress us by saying we  "pok zui"(arguing with her)  when we just tried to really reason, thus denying us of any opportunity to speak, explain or try to even get to her. So in the end, the best solution for us is to become mute :X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is really stupid, and i hate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-2854658470986332809?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/2854658470986332809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=2854658470986332809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2854658470986332809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/2854658470986332809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/11/continued.html' title='Continued...'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-1588565472967571876</id><published>2008-11-23T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:17:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first official post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Finally! The beginning of my new blog. Been busy looking and searching for proper blogskins and trying to get everything together, so here it is! Nothing too great i know, but it's a good start isn't it?There'll be more things along the way, so yup things are going to get exciting!The O' Levels are over, so here i am, hiding away in Kuala Lumpur, MY, for a good retreat. It has been a week and a day since i got here and it has been extremely fun and relaxing, with my new aunt and all.Let me do a recount.Pretty much hilarious things along the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 Nov 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Went out with jy, yt and ld to Bugis Street for a couple of walking arounds and I bought my new HSM 3 soundtrack along the way! HSM 3 is super nice! (I watched it after HMT paper on 5 and 6 Nov since I couldn't wait, and yes i watched it twice.)I especially loved the waltz between Troy and Gabriella, it was so romantic and nice! Here it is   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-95dd05bd9a9f8672" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95dd05bd9a9f8672%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331467516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB1BB3BAE09658676E287941F9A2042782B0E7A5.5ABA6F2F5D0EB745384A8A863FE8D4B67BE4F7B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95dd05bd9a9f8672%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlJokWQdAb40OwfKfUeIuJXMhrgo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95dd05bd9a9f8672%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331467516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB1BB3BAE09658676E287941F9A2042782B0E7A5.5ABA6F2F5D0EB745384A8A863FE8D4B67BE4F7B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95dd05bd9a9f8672%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlJokWQdAb40OwfKfUeIuJXMhrgo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Alright i am going to fast forward! Then there was dance outing on friday, followed by going off to KL on Saturday, then my small uncle's wedding on sunday! :D On Monday, we had dim sum at One Utama with my paternal relatives that came from Penang, Alor Setar and also another one from Singapore.Visited my third aunt who just gave birth a month ago. Her baby is named Wei Bin, and he is so small and cute! Then we four (my two cousins and my brother and I) and my mum went to One Utama(A mega mall in KL) and milled around there for a bit, before passing by my uncle's shop and deciding to go in and test their employee.My mum went to the part near the cashier where there were crystal bracelets being sold and asked the employee questions about it. His attitude was pretty good and when we asked for a discount(saying that we knew Anna, my new aunt), he called her. When my aunt asked for the name of the customer, my Mum said 'Mrs Lim' and since my aunt didn't know of any familiar customers named Mrs Lim, she asked for my mum to the phone, and finally found out. The employee also found out after he spoke to my aunt and so yup, he passed the test with pretty much flying colours!     Spent Tuesday lying around and on Wednesday, my small uncle and new aunt took us to the longest Pasar Malam in KL! We bought a lot of things to eat, such as the bubble tea(Singapore's is better) and one stick of potato chips (yes a stick) and also a set of clothes each for my brother and I. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   On thursday, once again, my small uncle and aunt took us out in the afternoon. We went to their shop in One Utama(they sell things like wood artefacts of Buddhas and other things like that, things that we teenagers will never buy and simply treat their shop like part of the wall when we walk past it) and sat there for 2 hours waiting for my aunt and uncle to sort out their own things at One Utama, so while we were there, we talked to their shop employee that we tricked the other day. He's named Johnny and from China, Guangzhou, and is doing his Masters in Malaysia right now. o.o Anyway, we chatted a bit. Had to use Chinese to converse since i am Cantonese-dumb. I MUST learn cantonese! It's as important as Chinese over here xD, the drama serials are in Cantonese, the waiters speak in Cantonese, and even my relatives often converse in Cantonese =.='' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Ok the end of my first post, got to go and deliberate over where to go next and what program's next. Update another time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-1588565472967571876?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=95dd05bd9a9f8672&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/1588565472967571876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=1588565472967571876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1588565472967571876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/1588565472967571876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-official-post.html' title='My first official post'/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-5244650490642060452</id><published>2008-11-22T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:11:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still am undecided!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-5244650490642060452?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/5244650490642060452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=5244650490642060452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5244650490642060452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/5244650490642060452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-still-am-undecided.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883656529537246499.post-6886256705238510961</id><published>2008-11-22T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:51:43.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first post to test the different blogskins! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883656529537246499-6886256705238510961?l=tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/feeds/6886256705238510961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883656529537246499&amp;postID=6886256705238510961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6886256705238510961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883656529537246499/posts/default/6886256705238510961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiara-mycrowningglory.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-post-to-test-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Tiara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10924156860914454347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
