﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Cattawina's Xanga</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Cattawina</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Its over.</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655691709/its-over/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655691709/its-over/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 13:59:07 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday, 6th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x94.xanga.com/5c9c762116333187825216/b144299130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00001" style="border: 8px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x94.xanga.com/5c9c762116333187825216/m144299130.jpg" width="580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mum; the one who crushed my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've been crying like mad about this the whole day really.&lt;br&gt;I just wonder what went wrong. He made me wait for a month now, and our anniversary was just last week.&lt;br&gt;And the embarrassing part is? I actually &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to talk to him about this.&lt;br&gt;I really wanted things to work between us. But no, he never gave me that chance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, like I always do. The first babe I'd ever call to cry my eyes out on, was always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;I felt stupid crying really, cause among all of them, she was the one who told me I should have ended it earlier on.&lt;br&gt;But I thank God that she was still there to listen.&lt;br&gt;Right after her, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Joel&lt;/span&gt;. He was busy at first, but then again he spared time just to listen to my sobbing.&lt;br&gt;Hehhh. Got into the tuition centre and my face was so darn red. Decided to go to the other&lt;br&gt;classroom and called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt; up. Later I wanted to call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JLO&lt;/span&gt;. But instead we text-ed.&lt;br&gt;Hehhhh. You'll never wanna know what he said. Intimidating really.&lt;br&gt;I just couldn't stop thinking about this. &lt;br&gt;But then again, I still concentrated. Seeing exams were just next week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got back home and asked mum if we could 'talk'. She understood me well.&lt;br&gt;And out they came; my tears.&lt;br&gt;They just ran down as if I've lost self control. And mum was there to hug me, and shared experiences of her own.&lt;br&gt;I felt so fortunate really. She's been through heck loads more than I ever had, and I rarely see her tears fall.&lt;br&gt;She told me since its like that, why not cancel the trip to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br&gt;As much as I want to since its for the best, but, that urge is still there.&lt;br&gt;The urge of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanting to see him&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br&gt;You had no idea how excited I was. Having to wait for 2 months just so that I could see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br&gt;Everything seem so fine.&lt;br&gt;I knew there was something wrong ever since I asked if we were still ok.&lt;br&gt;And even if he assured me we were fine, I just knew there was something wrong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday, 7th May 2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x85.xanga.com/187c752116332187825226/b144299140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00004" style="border: 8px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x85.xanga.com/187c752116332187825226/z144299140.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu-Jane; the babe who gave me strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Early morning in school. Yes, I told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu-Jane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first thing she noticed was my expression when I came up to her. Though she didn't know why.&lt;br&gt;We were stuck talking about it for awhile. Even she called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jerk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Got into class, never saying a word. Just did record duties and on with my homework.&lt;br&gt;After break, thats when I decided to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Shirley&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;(now that she's under&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guidance till she becomes full time in counselling.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;And no, I had no guts to talk about this to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Tan &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br&gt;We were in the room for awhile. I felt so stiff at first really. But I was more comfortable to share it with&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Shirley&lt;/span&gt; cause I KNEW she wouldn't go to conclusion saying&amp;nbsp; "You're too young for this!"&lt;br&gt;But slowly I began to pour it all out. And thats when I started to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Like others, she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picked&lt;/span&gt; me up. And as usual she told me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its not the end of the world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;But unlike other teachers, she roughly told me this,&lt;br&gt;"You have all the time to look for that special someone. And when you really do, thats when your heart knows."&lt;br&gt;And of course, she ended the time by advising me to take it as a &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;learning experience&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Goshhhh, I really am comfy with her &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I got back to class I handed my permission slip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Norhana &lt;/span&gt;for being excused during her period.&lt;br&gt;Sat in and just started minding my own business.&lt;br&gt;Later on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; found out about it (she'd find out sooner or later) and asked for details.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well I had more reminders about the matter when I went for BM tuition.&lt;br&gt;OBVIOUSLY I didn't tell &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;En. Zulkifi&lt;/span&gt; that it was over. And when he reminded me about &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RARRRRRRRRRRRWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;. Then I explained why.&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;Overall, it was seriously, a depressing day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He caused my misery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x85.xanga.com/187c752116332187825226/b144299140.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655691709/its-over/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Odd odd day</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655527758/odd-odd-day/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655527758/odd-odd-day/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 13:09:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x93.xanga.com/fecc92e451d35187446048/b143970578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SEK810-K550_4" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x93.xanga.com/fecc92e451d35187446048/z143970578.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sony E's K550; Finally mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes yes yes yes yes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES YOU HEARD ME&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br&gt;The phone finally came &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;after 2 months of waiting like an idiot&lt;/span&gt; after so long!&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;When dad told me the phone came I was like,&lt;br&gt;"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/surprised.gif"&gt; "&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*jumpsaroundandround*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehhhhhh. But mum was like saying how there were &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;terms &amp;amp; conditions&lt;/span&gt; if I ever wanted to keep the phone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terms &amp;amp; Conditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Not allowed to listen to music while sleeping (I always have a hard time falling asleep. Hehhhh)&lt;br&gt;2. Must not listen to music 24-7 when walking at the side of the roads or &lt;br&gt;at anywhere else when attention is needed from me&lt;br&gt;3. If any of the terms above are broken, phone shall be confiscated for the REST OF MY LIFE! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now No.2's a long story.&lt;br&gt;Ever since I got the LG phone (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mum's phone bill got her the phone), the handset came along with it.&lt;br&gt;And EVER SINCE THEN, my ears were practically "glued" to the earphones. Not a day would you have seen me without those earphones, just listening to my tunes as if the world was 'out of tune'.&lt;br&gt;Heck, even in the train to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; I was blasting my tunes &lt;br&gt;like no one's business (it was a 15 hour train ride. You would have done the same thing.)&lt;br&gt;So one day mum dropped me off at the roadside cause I needed to head back home&lt;br&gt;Despite my stupidity, I wore my earphones while walking home.At the side of the busy road.&lt;br&gt;And yes, the music was blasting out loud.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND YES&lt;/span&gt;, mum was bloody pissed.&lt;br&gt;She was horning me up but I didn't hear the horn.She then called my name over and over,and yeah, I didn't&lt;br&gt;hear that too. So she pulled out my earphones and started &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;screaming her lungs out&lt;/span&gt; lecturing me.&lt;br&gt;I know I know very irresponsible of me to do that. I've learned my lesson already! &lt;br&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt;, don't follow this example of mine. Your mothers would &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;kill/hunt me down&lt;/span&gt; if anything were to happen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pffffffft&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well main reason I want the phone is because of it &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;camera functions&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;music player&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;It's been a long time since I've used Sony E.&lt;br&gt;But,gahhhhhhhhhhh somehow I like the LG phone that I'm using now. The push up function's like so so COOL!&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughsoutloud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;But seriously I've been getting a lot of feedback on how nice the LG phone is. Black and sexy really *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mreeeoww*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plus its a 3G phone. Even though I don't really use 3G communications but at least I can use it as an internal camera to check if I look alright. Thats one benefit of having the internal camera *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawwl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gahhhhhhh. Im'ma give the Sony E phone a go. If its not up to my expectation, then I'll go back to the LG phone.&lt;br&gt;As much as I wanna use both whenever I feel like changing, mum doesn't allow it.&lt;br&gt;But heck, if I wanted to I could exchange it with her whenever I need it &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Well other than that I started my new Sejarah (history) tuition with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;En Zulkifi&lt;/span&gt; at 5pm.&lt;br&gt;
I know the subject should be self studied, but I'm so lazy! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;
But seriously the class was alright. Seeing that there was only two students including myself. More concentration! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;OMG, when class ended I walked out and saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wei Chien&lt;/span&gt; in the other room.
Gahhhh I never knew he went to the same tuition as I did. Hehhhh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OH YEAH. School was odd today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pei Yong&lt;/span&gt; was a wee bit crazy when she said I had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;furoi&lt;/span&gt; boobs.&lt;br&gt;The word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;furoi&lt;/span&gt; is in Japanese. Meaning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;She's saying I have OLD BOOBS?! &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;What the fuck is wrong with her bloody mind nowadays&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But then again, its not like I never shot back right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pei Yong:&lt;/span&gt; Cat cat! You have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;furoi&lt;/span&gt; boobs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; What the hell are you talking about?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;**finds out from S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oo Sian&lt;/span&gt; aka the Japenese freak about the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;furoi**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;At least I have boobs unlike you flatt. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snickers with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faizah&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pei Yong:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Hey I got boobs wann kay just small nia.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Hey you've heard of layers of fats in our body before right? Thats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; boobs. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs louder with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pei Yong:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At least mine not old wann. Mine fresh wann!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; * molests herself*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*non-stop laughing with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oiiiit mine are fresh k! &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Yours not even ripe yet!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Nyahahahahahaahahaha*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We laughed non-stop about the whole fresh boobs thing really! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faizah&lt;/span&gt; told her she has a furoi ass.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*smacksforehead*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pei Yong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;started off being weird today when she said she had 2 other names.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle Tan Pei Yong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Two&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tan Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then she started explaining how she had MANY MANY dads that caused her to have more odd names.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*laughsassoff*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She's adorable isn't she?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me a Pei Yong clap!&lt;br&gt;
Pei-puhh puhhh Pei Yong flat flat &lt;br&gt;*CLAP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I told you today was odd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655527758/odd-odd-day/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Enrollment Sunday</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655359758/enrollment-sunday/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655359758/enrollment-sunday/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 11:52:19 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I shouldn't have gone for it really. Probably its because I was in a fucking bad mood &lt;br&gt;and that I had a little &lt;font size="7"&gt;TOO MANY&lt;/font&gt; offences during my uniform check.&lt;br&gt;I HAD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; OFFENCES! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wanna know something better? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BB members&lt;/span&gt; get to pump according to the number offences multiplied by 5.&lt;br&gt;We NCOs on the other hand, multiply by 10! Dammmmn. Meaning I had to do like 140pumps!&lt;br&gt;Even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Ooi &amp;amp; Victor &lt;/span&gt;were like OMG. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chastan &lt;/span&gt;got 21 offences man! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lmaolmaolmao&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;But in the end, everyone forgotten about it &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today's speaker was a Singaporean pastor, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gosh he was so so sarcastic! Really made me laugh! I was mostly standing in the service since I needed to take pics.&lt;br&gt;Well other than the usual routine of what happens during the service, we had lunch downstairs, and later headed back to the sanctuary for the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;awards &amp;amp; promotions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chastan &amp;amp; Daniel Chan&lt;/span&gt; were the emcees of the day &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I got me &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;3 Year Service&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Arts &amp;amp; Crafts&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weeeeeeeeee*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And OMG, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dex Mah&lt;/span&gt; was in tears when he got promoted to Seargent. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*snickers&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;Even though we fought a lot (and found ways of embarrassing one another), I still congratulated him.&lt;br&gt;Sporting aren't I &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well other than award presentation, we had a cake celebration too. This time it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two &lt;/span&gt;cakes!&lt;br&gt;One, of course, for Enrollment Sunday.&lt;br&gt;Two, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir John's &lt;/span&gt;birthday!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIR! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Gahhhhhh. THICK THICK &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt; CAKE! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;droooools*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Too bad I didn't get to have any &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well after the cake celebration we went outside the parking lot to watch the drill team perform.&lt;br&gt;Mind you, this is the drill team that's gonna represent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BB 18th Penang&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;BB PESTA&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br&gt;Just too bad I'm not going for it this year&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**sorry to the BB guys from Malacca and KL! It was a last minute change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehhhh. Something's wrong really. I'm starting to lose that feeling. Not that I want to. But its been a month now.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this time, its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; that's making me do this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History repeats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655359758/enrollment-sunday/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Study group in Coffee Bean</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655243574/study-group-in-coffee-bean/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655243574/study-group-in-coffee-bean/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 14:48:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xb3.xanga.com/c0cc403150630187102906/b143670283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-05-08_15" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://xb3.xanga.com/c0cc403150630187102906/z143670283.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her captured reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got up at 11am today (after minutes of non-stop nagging from mum trying to wake me up)&lt;br&gt;The usual routine in the morning. Breakfast with dad, got dressed and headed for &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Gurney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plan was to study with my beloved &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt;. Though, plans always change right? &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;First stop in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Gurney &lt;/span&gt;was to go to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Digi Centre&lt;/span&gt; to pay my bill. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James&lt;/span&gt; was on duty today so he handled my bill.&lt;br&gt;While the receipt was being printed out,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;he asked, "So that guy in your friendster's the one you told me about right? The one from Singapore."&lt;br&gt;I was like &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif"&gt; and said ," Yeahhh thats him. How did you know? Wait you can still remember me?"&lt;br&gt;He was like," Yeahh I still can. So thats him? He's a lucky guy!"&lt;br&gt;And I'm thinking, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit. Even Digi knows about my boifey&amp;nbsp;  &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then we started talking about cheaper ways of communicating with my boifey. He recommended &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;GPRS msn-ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later I went down to hand in my memory card that consisted pictures of the moral project.&lt;br&gt;Oooh while waiting I saw this cute lil boy in his baby cart. AND AS USUAL, I made him laugh &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well uploaded the pictures and started choosing the ones I needed. It was only RM0.50 for each piece!&lt;br&gt;Dammmn I pity &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle&lt;/span&gt;. She had to pay hers for RM1.50 for each piece! She felt like she was being cheated!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pfffffffffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well I was waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan &lt;/span&gt;to arrive so I was walking around the 7th floor.&lt;br&gt;Bumped into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reno&lt;/span&gt;. He was asking me where studio is (but not knowing which one &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;Turns out he meant by &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Studio R&lt;/span&gt; ! He was meeting up with this japanese girl so he asked me to tag along.&lt;br&gt;And there, I met a new friend. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Decided to have lunch. Had a hard time picking so we ended up eating at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Chilis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaya&lt;/span&gt; suggested a few dishes that we should try and all. It wasn't bad really.&lt;br&gt;Turns out she and I had loads in common and talked for like...practically the whole time.&lt;br&gt;Best of all? WE HATE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;LALAS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gahhhh I pity &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Later &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt; came over. Talked for awhile more before paying our bill.&lt;br&gt;Headed to the 7th floor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reno &lt;/span&gt;was demonstrating his break dancing skills with his friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ken&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Gahhhh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ken's &lt;/span&gt;sooooooo adorable!&lt;br&gt;While they were fooling around outside, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan,Maaya &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt; went into the arcade and RACED!&lt;br&gt;Of course, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt; doesn't wanna admit that he lost (after two games)  &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muahahahaa*&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bumped into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David &amp;amp; his friend&lt;/span&gt; (don't know the name,sorry)&lt;br&gt;Minutes later we headed down to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt; for our study group. Leaving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reno &amp;amp; Maaya&lt;/span&gt; behind &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt; left minutes after we got into &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt; so it was just me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;We got into studying after ordering my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Pure Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . Was suppose to be on a strict diet after the incident of eating too much at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;BBQ Chicken&lt;/span&gt;, but.....its chocolate for crying out loud!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We only live once &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were in the serious study mood......UNTIL, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaya,Reno &amp;amp; Ken &lt;/span&gt;came over!&lt;br&gt;Thats when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan &lt;/span&gt;lost his mood of studying. Hehhh, though I still continued.&lt;br&gt;They were making me laugh heck loads about the teachers in their school and all.&lt;br&gt;While they were slacking in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaya &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt; went down to the photo shop to collect my picutres.&lt;br&gt;Talked about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem ahem&lt;/span&gt; on the way back to CB. While I was still studying they were practically slacking&lt;br&gt;while crapping about stuff. They really really really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made me lmao &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x66.xanga.com/f43c522450131187102924/b143670300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-05-08_16" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x66.xanga.com/f43c522450131187102924/z143670300.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our study junk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x60.xanga.com/b9ac563350230187102942/b143670315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-05-08_16" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x60.xanga.com/b9ac563350230187102942/z143670315.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x95.xanga.com/0b1c733250d33187102958/b143670330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-05-08_17" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x95.xanga.com/0b1c733250d33187102958/z143670330.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farhan; the bitch I adore &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And his creation &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xee.xanga.com/090c722a50733187102894/b143670272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="03052008520" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://xee.xanga.com/090c722a50733187102894/z143670272.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maaya; the awesome Japanese chick &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xce.xanga.com/cf1c2a2549631187102803/b143670190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="03052008518" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://xce.xanga.com/cf1c2a2549631187102803/z143670190.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told you I'll study. Pffffft.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stopped studying at like 6plus since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan's &lt;/span&gt;stomach was growling. pfffft.&lt;br&gt;So we went down to the food court. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maaya &lt;/span&gt;had to go off so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reno &lt;/span&gt;walked her home&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awwwww*  &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well I left at 7pm. Dad picked me up and we headed home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, goodness gracious me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 MORE DAYS TO MID TERMS!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gahhhhh. I cannot wait for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;exams to end. But will we be back to normal? As in, like we used to be?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overcoming paranoia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Catarina&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655243574/study-group-in-coffee-bean/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>MID YEAR EXAMS</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655024301/mid-year-exams/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655024301/mid-year-exams/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 07:59:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x65.xanga.com/0a3c615309132186950911/b143538897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P25-03-08_18" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x65.xanga.com/0a3c615309132186950911/z143538897.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu-Jane; the babe who gives me confidence&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Started off my morning by dropping off my advertisments to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Ng.&lt;/span&gt; Got to chat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu-Jane&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;And as usual, she was there to comfort and assured me things would be alright. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's awesome &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nothing much really happened in school&lt;br&gt;today other than the irritating practices which I was &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;forced by that bloody ass witch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;asked to stay back by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Lim.&lt;/span&gt; Well my choir juniors could tell I was in a bloody bad mood myself.&lt;br&gt;I was already pissed when they couldn't shut their mouths up, so my anger sort of....raged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry girls. I was just in a bad mood &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I had fun chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu-Jane,Yin Yin &amp;amp; Suk Yin &lt;/span&gt;before practice started. &lt;br&gt;We were talking about how we show our love and always remember it in our hearts and minds...&lt;br&gt;NOT ON A PIECE OF PAPER. (wanna know what we talked about?Ask me!)&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughstillstomachaches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After practice I slacked a bit with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poorrnima &amp;amp; the rest&lt;/span&gt;. Later mum picked me up from school and we were on &lt;br&gt;our way home. Thats when mum decided to take a 'short cut' that got us into a massive jam in front of &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Han Chiang High School&lt;/span&gt;. Thats when mum and I were thinking whether it'd be great if I transfered.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Here are the reasons WHY I wanna transfer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. I hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Lim &lt;/span&gt;(aka our choir teacher)&lt;br&gt;2. Honestly speaking, I have more friends from other schools who are closer to me,than the ones in my class.&lt;br&gt;3. The uniforms from &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Han Chiang&lt;/span&gt; ain't bad really. I prefer skirts over dresses.&lt;br&gt;4. Its co-ed. Meaning less chances of being/turning into a bisexual &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Somehow I feel like starting over, eventhough I'm already in my senior year.&lt;br&gt;6. Did I mention how I hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Lim&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So far these are the reasons I came up with. Plenty more from where that came from really.&lt;br&gt;Its not that I want that school among all my choices. Seriously my frist choice wouldn't even be in Malaysia.&lt;br&gt;It's in Singapore babehhh &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then again, even mum was thinking it wasn't a bad idea to go for &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Han Chiang&lt;/span&gt;. All I gotta find out is that&lt;br&gt;whether chinese language is compulsory as a subject there. If it isn't, here I come!&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snickers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oooh yeah and we've decided the venue of where we're staying during holidays in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle William&lt;/span&gt; said we should make the bookings at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;CDANS Country Club&lt;/span&gt;, I searched&lt;br&gt;via Internet and turns out, it was in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Bukit Batok&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rollsoverlaughing&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;I never expected it to be there of ALL PLACES! Which,in a way, is a good thing &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Text-ed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; but as usual no reply. Goodness Sec3 in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; is so stressing. I gotta understand him.&lt;br&gt;Was slacking around at home and got online. Chat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly &lt;/span&gt;for awhile about.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did some other crap downstairs and later headed for Math tuition at 8.30pm&lt;br&gt;Everything's alrighty really.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FUCKKKKK.&lt;br&gt;MID YEAR EXAMS are coming in....10 days starting from today.&lt;br&gt;There's even exams on Saturday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;What idiot puts exams on a Saturday? Probably its because its Wesak Day, gahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br&gt;I can't wait for exams to be O-V-E-R.&lt;br&gt;And I so can't wait for my holidays to B-E-G-I-N.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exam tension begins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Catarina&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/655024301/mid-year-exams/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>A bitter day made sweet</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654780636/a-bitter-day-made-sweet/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654780636/a-bitter-day-made-sweet/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 15:02:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xb7.xanga.com/2dbc66e177435186559245/b143196354.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xcc.xanga.com/15fc631477732186559263/b143196371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P30-04-08_17" style="border: 9px double rgb(5, 5, 5);" src="http://xcc.xanga.com/15fc631477732186559263/z143196371.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I'm a 'boy'&amp;nbsp;  &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Brought my camera to school today cause we needed it for our moral project.&lt;br&gt;Had to start after school at 2.30pm while the rest when for their co-curricular activities.&lt;br&gt;So there were only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; people who brought their cameras not mistaken. &lt;br&gt;That would be me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle&lt;/span&gt; and.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt;? Can't remember!&lt;br&gt;Practically, lots of our classmates hogged our cameras. The worse part was that I was caught up taking&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;their pictures and no one helped me take mine!&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dammmit.&lt;br&gt;Bloody hell, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt; just snatched the camera from me and started taking pictures when we haven't even started the project! Snapped pics until the battery almost died! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*RAWWWWWWWWRRRR* &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bitter.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;So practically after the whole thing was over, my camera had almost everyone's faces inside. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXCEPT MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was so pissed. Seriously felt like I was taken advantage of, and this wasn't the first time it happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Wei&lt;/span&gt; wanted to help me take my pictures for the folio but I was too embarrassed to let her do it.&lt;br&gt;At that time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt; heard our conversation and asked why I never took any for myself.&lt;br&gt;So instead I told them it was alright,wished &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Wei&lt;/span&gt; goodbye, and stormed off.&lt;br&gt;Ran to the toilet to wash myself up. Needed to be alone for awhile before heading &lt;br&gt;back to the meeting area. But I just couldn't hold &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geetha &amp;amp; Gaik Mui&lt;/span&gt; came up to me to see if I was ok. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GM &lt;/span&gt;told me how she never knew that I&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;had no shots. They wanted to help me but I was still so angry that time so I kinda shot back at them walked off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geetha &amp;amp; Gaik Mui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so sorry for telling you off about being so 'considerate' and all. Was in such a pissy mood. Forgive me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Passed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poorrnima &amp;amp; Farina&lt;/span&gt; while collecting my bags. They knew something was wrong by the looks of&lt;br&gt;my red face. Kept asking what happened but I just tried to ignore.&lt;br&gt;Got my bags and went off to my &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;BB meeting&lt;/span&gt;. Passed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle&lt;/span&gt; and yeah, she saw my face too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;She and I, even before we started fighting, have been best friends since form2. So we knew&lt;br&gt;everything about each other, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even when we're not okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She asked what was wrong but I just shooked my head and ran to a spot, dropped my bags and started&lt;br&gt;to get my BB accessories ready. So, by the slimmest chance, she still came and asked what had happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; just rolled down. I told her what went on.&lt;br&gt;She came up with an idea and asked me to bring my camera along.&lt;br&gt;Ran to a spot nearby the car park and told me to pick the leaves up. And there, she shot my picture.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's another fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Awkward really, even though we're fighting, we still help each other out, in one way or another.&lt;br&gt;Times like these, just makes me wish how I could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take back those words&lt;/span&gt; I said that caused us to fight;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though I can't remember what I said&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later I ran back and tried to get ready for the meet. Thats when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geetha, Vanessa N. &amp;amp; Jo Yee&lt;/span&gt; came.&lt;br&gt;Came over from &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Guides meet&lt;/span&gt; to check on me (since they heard what happened) &lt;br&gt;and &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; told me that they wanna help take more photos for me. &lt;br&gt;Kept telling them it was alright, but they insisted &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks heck loads to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle, Geetha, Vanessa &amp;amp; Jo Yee&lt;/span&gt;; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making my day &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chastan&lt;/span&gt; at our meeting place. He was observing our meeting and helped us at the same time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND OF COURSE&lt;/span&gt;, he was being &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;bullied&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly &amp;amp; Natasha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;What made me laugh was when the girls were playing the game made up by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chastan&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle&lt;/span&gt; said&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;how she thought its as if the game was meant to get the girls&lt;br&gt;banged by cars (seeing how teachers' cars always come in our way).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chastan's&lt;/span&gt; reply? (in his annoying feminine voice) "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I KNOW!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;"&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherrelle's &lt;/span&gt;reply? "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TASHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/stunned.gif"&gt;"&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughedmyassoff&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Joel&lt;/span&gt; about my badges and all. I'm qualified for &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ARTS &amp;amp; CRAFTS&lt;/span&gt;! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weeeeee&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;He told me to talk to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir John&lt;/span&gt; about my &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;International Relations badge&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;Seeing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daryl&lt;/span&gt; lost his phone, which included &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; the pictures we took of the BB companies when in Singapore,&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dammmmn&lt;/span&gt;. I won't mind as long as I'm going &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dad picked me up from school and gave me a choice of whether I wanted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;durian &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br&gt;Hey its 'durian season'. I was tempted &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got back home and ate the durians we bought back. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smackslips*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Took a shower,got ready and headed for BM tuition. Got to try out my 'essay skills'. I was like mumbling the whole time on how I hated BM essays. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Encik Zulkifi&lt;/span&gt; was like saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think of your boyfriend laaa! Imagine loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BM essays as much as you love him.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br&gt;I was laughing like an ass.He kept pointing at my phone and that when he saw my phone's wallpaper.&lt;br&gt;He kept saying '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROMANTIC-NYE&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;br&gt;and the fact that he kept telling his students that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was handsome. pffffft. &lt;br&gt;Funneh teacher really! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JONATHAN THONG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you wanted something special on your special special day,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;but you so know I can't be yours even for a day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hehhh. You must be jealous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;already &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Silent cries into laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654780636/a-bitter-day-made-sweet/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Four months =D</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654543589/four-months-d/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654543589/four-months-d/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 11:20:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x21.xanga.com/0bec4bf165c33184508276/b141427165.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x21.xanga.com/0bec4bf165c33184508276/b141427165.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x12.xanga.com/343c773103332186384780/b143046824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130450" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x12.xanga.com/343c773103332186384780/z143046824.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love him as much as Spongebob &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Anniversary baby! It's been four months since 29th December! ILY &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt; *weeeeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wait till our fifth month. Thats when I'm going to Vietnam/Singapore. Vietnam trip might be canceled due to the hot weather there. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt;* I so wanted a pedicure there. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well let me recall what happened in school today. &lt;br&gt;Oh yeah! Did I mention they changed our time table, AGAIN?&lt;br&gt;And did I mention &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Chan&lt;/span&gt; 'asked' us to move to the 3rd floor (due to a girl's leg accident from another class),&lt;br&gt;AGAIN??&lt;br&gt;Gahhh. WHY DID YOU COME TO SCHOOL?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRR*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/censored.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;For her sake, we have to walk up and down every morn till this Friday. Do you know how tiring it is in the morning to exercise when I'm already forced to wake up at 6am for the bloody sake of not missing my ride?&lt;br&gt;I'm no early bird know?? It goes out to the rest of us 4PA1s. We're suffering at the 3rd floor people!&lt;br&gt;Being late for break time, freaking dirty classroom. Whats worse is that the students using our classroom on the first floor aren't considerate enough to keep our classroom clean! If we get &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;dirtiest class of the month&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br&gt;I'll &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;murder&lt;/span&gt; the girl who caused this. Dammmmn. Nawwwh I wouldn't murder people for this sort of thing.&lt;br&gt;Anyways, we had to face &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Chan&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;first two periods of the morning&lt;/span&gt; for accounts. &lt;br&gt;She even gave us a test. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pfffft*&lt;/span&gt; What a way to greet my morning.&lt;br&gt;Had a period of BM too. OMG, I brought the wrong book to school for BM. See this is why we should never change time tables people! Causes so much trouble &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;After BM was history class. Then break time. Gahhhh I just love breaks. Probably its because I got to have&lt;br&gt;2 cones of ice cream today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt; must add extra ice cream man. I'm her no.1 supporter &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that was 3 periods of art. GAWWWWWD. 3 periods in that room causes boredom at times.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;But what made my day was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Au&lt;/span&gt; couldn't come and teach us today.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meaning? 2 FREE PERIODS BABEHH!&lt;br&gt;So we got a relief teacher who stayed in our class for the 2 whole periods. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; kept talking about her eyes. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;No math, no math, huu huu HAHH!&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rollsoverfloorlaughing&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well hopefully I've made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shu Yong's&lt;/span&gt; day when I told her I could get more than&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 advertisments for the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Editorial Board&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seeing dad's friends are rich businessmen (who always ask my dad why I don't come often to play golf anymore.)&lt;br&gt;Dad guaranteed me that if I were to tell his friends who I am and who's daughter I was, there'd be over 20 people who are willing to donate. HAHAHAHA. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got back from school by the school bus. Was chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phoebe&lt;/span&gt; the whole time&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victoria Beckham's&lt;/span&gt; sense of fashion. She had implants. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahahaaahahahahaha*&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got back home and had lunch. Got ready and walked to tuition at 5pm and finished by 6.30pm&lt;br&gt;I got bored and started to go online. Chatted with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon Thong&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt; while blogging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gahhhh. MID TERMS ARE COMING!!!!!&lt;br&gt;Starts on the 12th of May till 20th not mistaken. We even have school on Saturday! &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Estimated 2 more weeks till exams. 3 and a half weeks for it to be all over.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;F*ck.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for the next 29th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Catarina&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654543589/four-months-d/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>A day with my YVONNE!!</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654253793/a-day-with-my-yvonne/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654253793/a-day-with-my-yvonne/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 13:05:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cattawina/58d50186112901/photo.html"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cattawina/58d50186112901/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="P26-04-08_17" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x58.xanga.com/d508502261008186112901/z142811229.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fattening delights of Starbucks &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey people! Well yesterday started off when I was practically stuck at home. &lt;br&gt;Didn't feel like going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne's&lt;/span&gt; concert at first so I actually planned to pig around. &lt;br&gt;Was chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan Teo &amp;amp; Jonathan Thong&lt;/span&gt; (so many Jons' in this world. pffffft.)&lt;br&gt;Text-ed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; but, seeing exams are tomorrow, didn't wanna disturb him any further.&lt;br&gt;Gahhh. I missed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne&lt;/span&gt; so so much to the extend that I was willing to dress up and call her to ask if we wanted to meet up! Of course, I had to pick her &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;So picked her up and headed to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Gurney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; (after stopping by at the bank. Mum needed to run a few errands)&lt;br&gt;Gahhhhh we started catching up at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;Can't remember what that drink we had was,but it was simply delicious &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt; outside of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/span&gt; and later headed to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahesh &amp;amp; the rest&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Mega Q&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Talked about my problem for practically the whole day. Sorry for wasting your time dearies &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JLO&lt;/span&gt; popped by at the arcade (as usual) and at that very moment he just HAD to see me all&lt;br&gt;teary eyed. Gahhh he was gonna kill &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you-know-who&lt;/span&gt; for making me cry. But they all made my day really &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went for a lil shopping with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne&lt;/span&gt;. She was practically assuring me things were gonna be ok. &lt;br&gt;And that she'll always love me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO YVONNE LOW &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cattawina/032f0186112913/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="P26-04-08_18" style="border: 9px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x03.xanga.com/2f0c5371d2731186112913/m142811239.jpg" width="580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The best friend &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/kiss2.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well we went shopping for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JLO&lt;/span&gt; (seeing that he doesn't know the meaning of 'casual' *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;* )&lt;br&gt;And headed for dinner at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Nandos&lt;/span&gt;! Saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hana &lt;/span&gt;passed by so I shouted out loud. &lt;br&gt;Talked for awhile about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you-know-who&lt;/span&gt; before she left to run another errand. &lt;br&gt;She was suppose to come back but I had to run down to the atm. &lt;br&gt;By the time I came back she left me a tissue love message. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE YOU HANA &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Belanja-ed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne &lt;/span&gt;dinner (knowing she's broke *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;* ). We were in such a hurry that we couldn't order &lt;br&gt;our &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;chocolate mud pie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt; While having dinner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JLO,Farhan,Mahesh,KC,Helene,Dani &amp;amp; a few others&lt;/span&gt; met up with us at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Nandos&lt;/span&gt;. Shared a fag with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helene &lt;/span&gt;(unhealthy I know. Heck I was under stress.)&lt;br&gt;Paid our bill and had to cabut fast. Grabbed a cab and hurried to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Dewan Sri Pinang&lt;/span&gt;. While in the cab&lt;br&gt;we were making loads of noise with the driver while talking about football. Turns out he was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt; fan.&lt;br&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RARWWWWWWW*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well the concert was alright. I got in free thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne&lt;/span&gt;. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had like a 20 minute break so we went down to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Esplanade&lt;/span&gt; to take a break and all. Later they were walking around and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt; was begging me to buy him a drink. HAHAHA. Pity the boy. So was buying him water and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yvonne &lt;/span&gt;came charging in like my mum and was like "Don't think you can get away this time!"&lt;br&gt;I was like "whaaaaaat? Babe I'm buying water laaa!"&lt;br&gt;She thought I was gonna buy cigarettes! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL*&lt;/span&gt; Well in the end I did buy a stick. But then, I felt so bad.&lt;br&gt;I made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; promise not to fag. So I should do the same too right? &lt;br&gt;So like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt;, I put all my hatred and pain into that little stick of health damaging product, &lt;br&gt;a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd tore it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I felt better crying it all out really. Talked with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JLO &amp;amp; Yvonne &lt;/span&gt;while the rest left for the concert. &lt;br&gt;Was talking about the problem while they were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovey-doveying&lt;/span&gt; together. &lt;br&gt;Gahhhhh, they reminded me of what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &amp;amp; I &lt;/span&gt;did when we were together. Sweet memories really.&lt;br&gt;But the both of them just made me cry more. Asking me to face the truth that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wasn't worthed my time&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I refused to listen. Instead I just left them without saying goodbye. &lt;br&gt;I knew I love him. It was just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; paranoia&lt;/span&gt; that took over me at times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Met up with mummy at the food court. Bumped into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drea&lt;/span&gt; as well! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;br&gt;Later at night &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; I text-ed. We're alrighty. They really do care &lt;img style="width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a stressful, f*cking emotional night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the world watched me fall&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/654253793/a-day-with-my-yvonne/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Mum's birthday =D</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/653966809/mums-birthday-d/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/653966809/mums-birthday-d/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 14:21:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xba.xanga.com/f57c5a12c9530185802256/b142541414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P25-04-08_19" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://xba.xanga.com/f57c5a12c9530185802256/z142541414.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Currrrrrrrrleeeeeeeeeey &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happpppppy Birthday mummmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today was alrighty really. Got up in the morn and I was the first to wish her.&lt;br&gt;Got to school quite early actually. Nothing much really happened.&lt;br&gt;OOOHHH OHHHHH yeah yeah things did happen! Our class fund was stolen &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/surprised.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suspected that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two bitched face&lt;/span&gt; stole it. She was having the pass like the whole day and was runnning around like everywhere! So I'm not really surprised if she did. Every class we were in for the past 3years there was bound to be trouble from.......her &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Awwhhh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Ng's &lt;/span&gt;last day today. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; decided to bake chocolate cake so that we all could celebrate!&lt;br&gt;Don't have those pics now, but here are a couple of the pics we took in the science lab!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spot me &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x48.xanga.com/3bdc767723032186056772/b142761617.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x48.xanga.com/3bdc767723032186056772/b142761617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4pa1" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x48.xanga.com/3bdc767723032186056772/m142761617.jpg" width="580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xe2.xanga.com/69fc777223132186056765/b142761611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4pa1(2)" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://xe2.xanga.com/69fc777223132186056765/m142761611.jpg" width="580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She was an awesome teacher really. Despite the fact that we never really&lt;br&gt;listened to her (and I still scored an A2 for the subject&amp;nbsp; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perasannya&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt; the sub)&lt;br&gt;Well we celebrated at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colistrian Garden&lt;/span&gt;. She took hella long time, but she made it!!&lt;br&gt;Even though it was her last day in school, she still wanted to settle the science observation sheets that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANY OF US&lt;/span&gt; did not complete. And yes I was one of them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;But we had a fun time, surrounding her table trying to finish up our observation sheets&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Norhana&lt;/span&gt; canes us on the ass *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalala*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went down with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; Anna&lt;/span&gt; on the last subject (aka, MATHS!!!). They needed to see teacher while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KPN&lt;/span&gt; last minute wanted me to be in the drill competition representing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys' Brigade&lt;/span&gt;.What drove me to the wall was that the competition was THIS MONDAY!&lt;br&gt;But Thank God, it was all a misunderstanding. We're not involved! hehhhhh.&lt;br&gt;So instead I met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; Anna&lt;/span&gt; again and they were reading my poem! GAHHHHHHH.&lt;br&gt;I was gonna kill &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; for sarcastically reading it. But then we started talking about the synopsis of the poem.&lt;br&gt;I knew I had to change the poem. Heck, I stopped writing the poem they read cause I knew it was cheesy &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Instead we started making fun of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; when she was creating her silly random poem. &lt;br&gt;But goodness, it was FUNNNNEHH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam's&lt;/span&gt; the good one in poetry, so she made up a poem in a nick of time. And it made us all laugh!&lt;br&gt;We tried to do as much favours for the teachers for the sake of skipping Math (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puan Au&lt;/span&gt;'s class is uber boring!) But we knew we had to go back to class sooner or later. Surprisingly when we got back there wasn't any class!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOORAYYY!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;School ended at 12.40pm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; I &lt;/span&gt;went down together while talking about the synopsis of what I wanna write in my poem. Instantly she understood what I meant and told me what I should base my poem on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks Sammie &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dad picked me up and sent me home. Turns out we were gonna go out for tea to celebrate mum's birthday&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and my aunt was coming along. YAYYY! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love my aunt know?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well I got ready and left with mum. Had to do a few deliveries first and later met up with aunt and dad at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dome,Gurney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wooooooweeeeet we had a great time. I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;chicken mushroom pastry &amp;amp; Honeycomb Goldenrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yummmmmmmmm*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xfe.xanga.com/0ff82a2216128185802201/b142541364.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x2b.xanga.com/789c7312c8333185802189/b142541351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P25-04-08_17" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 199px; height: 352px;" src="http://x2b.xanga.com/789c7312c8333185802189/s142541351.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x89.xanga.com/ae3c541471130185802175/b142541341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P25-04-08_17" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 183px; height: 352px;" src="http://x89.xanga.com/ae3c541471130185802175/s142541341.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xfe.xanga.com/0ff82a2216128185802201/b142541364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P25-04-08_17" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 216px; height: 352px;" src="http://xfe.xanga.com/0ff82a2216128185802201/s142541364.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fatttttttening. Me like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xbf.xanga.com/0bcc411158c33185802227/b142541386.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xbf.xanga.com/0bcc411158c33185802227/b142541386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P25-04-08_18" style="border: 8px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://xbf.xanga.com/0bcc411158c33185802227/z142541386.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The birthday girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well after Dome-ing, went out shopping with mummy for awhile. She bought like so much stuff for me even though it was her birthday. Gahhhhhh I love my mum &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/kiss2.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;ARGHH. Turns out his exams are starting this Monday. And I thought they ended. Heck, I've waited for a month,&lt;br&gt;I guess two more weeks won't hurt &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And she waits,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/653966809/mums-birthday-d/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Late for Accounts!</title><link>http://cattawina.xanga.com/653799524/late-for-accounts/</link><guid>http://cattawina.xanga.com/653799524/late-for-accounts/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 14:05:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xc9.xanga.com/91dc4b3270333185644255/b142404197.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x37.xanga.com/b38c733220033185644246/b142404189.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x37.xanga.com/b38c733220033185644246/b142404189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P24-04-08_14" style="border: 7px double rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x37.xanga.com/b38c733220033185644246/z142404189.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ladeedumdumdummm*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today was alright.School had &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Entrepreneur Day&lt;/span&gt; for the Form2s. Too bad cameras aren't allowed &lt;br&gt;(now this is one of the reasons why handphones should never be banned in school &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt; )&lt;br&gt;Food was alright really. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt; got us the ice blended drinks from her juniors. &lt;br&gt;Gahhhhh they put too much sugar &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well nothing exciting happened during class. Though, our trainee teacher &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Ng&lt;/span&gt; is having her last day tomorrow. Sadness really. Even though we never really listen to her during class, but she was always nice to us.&lt;br&gt;So after class today we took pictures with her in the science lab (pics will be up asap)&lt;br&gt;Ooooh yeah and we got to see our class's pictures for the year book. There were 2 photos; &lt;br&gt;one formal and the other one was informal. Goodness me, I looked so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchy&lt;/span&gt; in my photo &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well hitched a ride back with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;. Took our bath and ate our lunch. Was suppose to be at Gurney to buy some stationary from &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Popular&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel &amp;amp; Grace&lt;/span&gt; were taking their sweet time to find an outfit for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace's&lt;/span&gt; dinner. Gahhhh. Arrived at Gurney at like 4.15pm when tuition starts at 4.30pm&lt;br&gt;We were late damn right! We even took our time buying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&amp;amp;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well we reached at like.....5pm. Half an hour late! And goodness, we never&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;expected nice &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Annie&lt;/span&gt; to screw us up so badly. We faked a reason saying that we finished school earlier.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br&gt;Well after tuition I walked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt Rosalind's&lt;/span&gt; house to meet up with daddy. Saw them and the maid carrying a huge telly into our car. Dammmmn. Another one &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I had no appetite for dinner AGAIN. Something's wrong with me really. It's been a couple of times that I haven't had to stomach to eat anything fulfilling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So not Cattie!&lt;br&gt;I miss him a lot. Does he know?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Within the heart,&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://cattawina.xanga.com/653799524/late-for-accounts/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>