<?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-5966085</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:25:43.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*beamanda*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111279070784781199</id><published>2005-04-06T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T05:31:47.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have moved to beabs.blogspot.comBYEBYE</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111279070784781199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111279070784781199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279070784781199' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111235827290906062</id><published>2005-04-01T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T04:24:32.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are the champions...yaye!we won overall!hahaha.2pr rocks!i love everyone of you.ok mayb most but ya.hahahah.anyways.there was like a super big jam goin to toa payoh then on the radio the flying dutchman was like" there's a huge jam at toa payoh but no one knows why."haha.duh cuz of sc.then i went late but they didnt really care.and we finally got our shirts! and alot alot of ppl say its nice!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111235827290906062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111235827290906062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111235827290906062' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111227518549825270</id><published>2005-03-31T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T05:19:45.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeballet exam is over!i hope i do ok.anyways.tmr's sports day.then theres dance.oh wells.oh and i went shopping today.at scotts.i didnt really buy much.my mom bought more.hahaa.and its not easy washing you hair under a sink.after ballet exam i did.but amazingly the gel can come off.haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111227518549825270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111227518549825270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111227518549825270' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111218336544767472</id><published>2005-03-30T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T18:00:18.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhh.my ballet exam's tmr.i'm soo gonna die.bleah.and i need to pass up my art or i'll get zero.and i did it so nicely.sigh.i'm not goin to school tmr.haha.i'm gonna sleep in. X)yaye!then friday's sports day.we're gonna get our shirts on that morning.then after that there's dance!sigh.why cant there be no dance.it better not be an april fools joke.hahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111218336544767472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111218336544767472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111218336544767472' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111200377563409422</id><published>2005-03-28T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:56:15.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm.yesterday i saw sammie and katie!they superr cute.haha.at first they were damn quite then dont want to talk at all.then after a while they started warming up then katie kept wanting to pose for the picture.then we asked her to pose with sammie.then she went to drag sammie and hug him.hahahaha.so cute.then she'll jus smile super sweetly.then when sammie doesnt wanna smile she ask sammie to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111200377563409422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111200377563409422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111200377563409422' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111165015259669920</id><published>2005-03-24T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:42:32.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bleah.i cant go for movie night.i got ballet!pfft.the stupid exam jus has to be nxt week.sigh.i got no mood for anything now.oh yaits maundy thursday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111165015259669920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111165015259669920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111165015259669920' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111157661401674768</id><published>2005-03-23T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T03:18:29.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahaha.OM IS FINALLY OVER!haha.we did sooo many things last minute.but it turned out quite fine.jus that we didnt have a second team created task.even if we did.we couldnt remember it.hahaha.but its like half our group wants to win but doesnt want to.its soo funnyy.then i think our presentation was so damn funny la.we were like laughing the whole time.then at the very beginning when mrs neoh said</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111157661401674768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111157661401674768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111157661401674768' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111112735093363892</id><published>2005-03-18T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:29:10.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the holidays are almost over.i danced almost everyday.i skipped dance yesterday cuz i was sick and tired.but i had om in the afternoon.our monster is horrible.our om is dead.we have to like redo the whole monster and all.bleahh.oh and i went out with weizhen on wednesday morning before dance.we went to watch hitch.it was quite good la.yuppp.we didnt do much.hardly had anytime.then after dance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111112735093363892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111112735093363892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111112735093363892' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111085440183887379</id><published>2005-03-14T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T18:40:01.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>theres dance everyday.how sad.i'm so damn sick of dancing.plus exams coming soon.bleah.and it almost like im goin down to the east everyday.i'm gonna be dancing for 10 days straight.since friday to sunday.no rest.sigh.and i simply refuse to go.no one can force me.not even the judge.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111085440183887379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111085440183887379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111085440183887379' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111036882880368568</id><published>2005-03-09T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T03:47:08.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahaha.minli's class won for talent time.we couldnt cheer for her and cassie.jo was like sitting a few places away from me.hahaha.they were all so cute!ah mah and jingyu and all.so funny!i was surprised jingyu's class didnt get anything.they were super funny.hahaha.but i guess others had like bands and all.cutee.we had some crap chinese thing today.we had to paint sunflowers.hahaha.it was sooo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111036882880368568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111036882880368568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111036882880368568' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-111018824196570780</id><published>2005-03-07T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T01:37:21.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm happy to be home but i miss camp real bad!its like i wanna carry on having camp.but jus day camp.so can come home and bathe and sleep.haha.sarah and hui fang wanna go back tooo!bleah.other schools are gonna have the same camp soon i think.yupp.bleah.go test and all.then got chinese talent time too!i dont even noe if we are gonna be able to skip dance for it.we havent even finished our talent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111018824196570780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/111018824196570780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111018824196570780' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110993231961538167</id><published>2005-03-04T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T18:50:03.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you kown i cant smiile without youi cant smile without youi cant laugh and i cant singi'm findin it hard to do anythingyou see i feel sad when you're sadi feel glad when you're gladif you only knewwhat i'm goin throughi just can't smilewithout YOUim back from camp!yay!haha.i love my house.its soo much better than camp.the first day we were supposed to have the high ropes thingy but cuz it rained </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110993231961538167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110993231961538167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110993231961538167' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110976886043355829</id><published>2005-03-02T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T05:07:40.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate him. i hate him. i hate him.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110976886043355829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110976886043355829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110976886043355829' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110966863194880328</id><published>2005-03-01T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T01:17:11.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>adventure camp tmr.i so dont wanna carry a big bag around singapore!irritating.oh wells.i rather go malacca.so fun!haha.had dance today.all we did was maksim.and there wasnt the sec3s around to talk with!they're all at OBS.haha.supposedly it like super fun.but not having to bathe does not sound fun.its like eewww.haha.anyways.i got to go pack my stuff.and find a bag to stuff my stuff in.my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110966863194880328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110966863194880328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110966863194880328' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110958908741509919</id><published>2005-02-28T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T03:11:27.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahahaha.jo and me went to far east and heeren to get the band thingys for class.it was a bad idea.4 shops didnt even have 37 bands.so we got like 5 different ones?or was that 7?ya.but its the same colour.and they are humongous.ya.the class is not gonna like it.it seems as though everyone is pissed with everyone.its kinda sad.then again.we're supposedly very united.haha.and we did VERY well for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110958908741509919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110958908741509919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110958908741509919' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110922971169441220</id><published>2005-02-24T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:21:51.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i jus got back from school.celene hurt her leg.so its like swollen.haha.big.get well soon anyways ya.ohoh.today we were supposed to do the presentation thingy then we ddint prepare anything cuz we wanted to talk on the spot.so in the end all the other groups presented first then we were supposed to do last but thankfully there was no more time.we wanted to like talk about newspaper.how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110922971169441220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110922971169441220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110922971169441220' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110880653821188749</id><published>2005-02-20T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T02:00:11.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i jus came back from band training.it wasnt that bad.except that i had to play one way for the very first time without even practising.bleah.yaa.i only played one song.ya.cuz our band happened to have 2 drummers.so we had to take turns.yupp.but that was good in a way cuz i cant play up beats for nuts and i'll be like screwing the whole thing up.hahaha.ya.then i jus got home.goin down to the east </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110880653821188749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110880653821188749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110880653821188749' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110872453591221192</id><published>2005-02-19T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T03:02:15.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahhh.dance was superrr long today sia.it ended even after miss heng's speech.hahahaha.oh ya!jo's treasurer.HAHAHA.or is it assitant.haha.but its still funny.she was like in shock when mrs lim announced.i'm nothing.again.haha.thats good cuz i dont have to do anything.but then  again i wont have leadership points.oh wells.om is due so so soon.we're gonna dieee.but then again.i believe in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110872453591221192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110872453591221192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110872453591221192' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110872453240298433</id><published>2005-02-18T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T03:02:12.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahhh.dance was superrr long today sia.it ended even after miss heng's speech.hahahaha.oh ya!jo's treasurer.HAHAHA.or is it assitant.haha.but its still funny.she was like in shock when mrs lim announced.i'm nothing.again.haha.thats good cuz i dont have to do anything.but then  again i wont have leadership points.oh wells.om is due so so soon.we're gonna dieee.but then again.i believe in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110872453240298433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110872453240298433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110872453240298433' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110837067452193016</id><published>2005-02-14T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T00:44:34.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!i love everyone of u!i love valentines day.haha.so fun.i got flowers!and balloons.haha.from celene and hannah.its like we exchanged balloons.oh and i got chocolates too!and many ppl still owe me letters.anyways.hannah's leaving today!but she'll come back soon.like nxt week or smth.yupp.i'll miss youu!oh and om's due soon.we're sooo goona die.we dont have anything up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110837067452193016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110837067452193016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110837067452193016' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110827770882621938</id><published>2005-02-13T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:55:08.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh ya!i forgot.we met tony blair's wife too.on new years day.haha.she shook our hands.i think she was staying in our hotel for a few days or smth i dunno.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110827770882621938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110827770882621938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110827770882621938' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110817572775477426</id><published>2005-02-12T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T18:35:27.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whee!!i came back last night.bought tons of stuff.we reached there at like past midnight.then went to the hotel and slept.hahathen the next morning we went shopping!and its like everywhere is having this super mega sale so everything was cheap!like can get a top for 3.5o haha.impossible in singapore.and to think perth is more ex.good for us anyways.then the next day we went to the farms and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110817572775477426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110817572775477426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110817572775477426' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110767814952543147</id><published>2005-02-06T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T00:22:29.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahahah.i cant wait for today to be over.then tmr comes along.then its cny holidays!haha.yay!the other com isnt working.bleah.useless thing.i got ballet after this.have to go all the way down to the east again.i jus came back from there la.well.must ta han for like 3 more months.haha.then i'll finish grade 7.i dunno if i should continue with grade 8.i feel lazy.and i dont feel like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110767814952543147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110767814952543147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110767814952543147' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110752582265335511</id><published>2005-02-04T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T06:03:42.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahaha.internet's working again.yay!tv's working now too!haha.entertainment at last.if not i'll be wondering around the house being bored.hahai havent updated for sooo super long.bleah.and my e mail's like flooded with godsrockers stuff.ahaha.so i have no idea whats going on.haha.anyways.i shall go clear now.will update soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110752582265335511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110752582265335511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110752582265335511' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110622339759053020</id><published>2005-01-20T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T04:16:37.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg.invest was SUPER GOOD!haha.it was sooooo funny and cute!wahh.it was damn good laa.me and celene were laughing like the whole time.hahaaha.chicken drumsticks!(inside joke)hahaha.super funny.took pictures!!!yay.so happy!it was damn good.my gosh.to think they came up with all the lyrics themselves too!there was like one or two songs that were superrrr nice laa.wahh.so sad i didnt go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110622339759053020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110622339759053020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110622339759053020' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110604564616739031</id><published>2005-01-18T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:54:06.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahaha.i dont think i'll fail.yay!haha.oh oh oh oh and i can go for invest!!yay!!!so happy!seems like the sec1s dont wanna go or smth.so stupid.haha.but that give more ppl chance to go.esp for the ppl who intend to crash.haha.ohHAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!!!tmr is andrew's birthday.my cousin.and quite a few ppl's birthdays have passed.but i cant remember all.oops.heh.i noe jazreels was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110604564616739031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110604564616739031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110604564616739031' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110595837171403472</id><published>2005-01-17T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T02:39:31.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blah.tmr got 2 test.and i cant find my chinese dictionary.dunno where my brother put it after he used it.die.aiya.i hope i can do without it.i'm getting sick of school.and the month isnt even up yet.this is bad.real bad.bleah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110595837171403472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110595837171403472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595837171403472' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110561042493240908</id><published>2005-01-13T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T02:00:24.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so so so dead.i have to finish the whole of shangxindeshuai in a few hours and i have only started on the frist 2 stories.diee.everytime i start reading it i go to sleep.haha.or rather fall asleep.how how how.i die liao.surely fail the test one.haha.but its after break so i have the morning to read too.i guess.not that i wil be that free.sheesh.anyone wanna tell me wat its about?then i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110561042493240908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110561042493240908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110561042493240908' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110552100973915848</id><published>2005-01-12T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:10:09.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeee!went back to school!!!!not that its that fun.got tons of work.and i have to read sad tear drop by the 14th.but today we had mass pe.haha.did cheers and all.yupp.done with our class cheeer already.i think.yay!ohohoh!and celene was our model today.X)and sarah was the model for the other half.hahaha.damn funny.i wanna sleep now.but got to do my work.i shall go do my work.oh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110552100973915848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110552100973915848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110552100973915848' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110534010700632505</id><published>2005-01-09T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:55:07.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm blogging again.sheesh.i'm that bored.hahatried to sleep jus now.actually i did sleep for a while.then woke up again.oh wells.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110534010700632505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110534010700632505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110534010700632505' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110532825462053754</id><published>2005-01-09T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T19:37:34.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bleahh.i didn't go to school again.had fever yesterday morning.then it went away.then came back again.then i went to sleep and didn't go for the after concert party.so sad.then it went away when i woke up.then it came back.irritating rite.hahaha.anywayy.i'm stuck at homee.which is getting boring.mayb i'll go to the doctor later.if i get fever again or smth.baahhh.i wanted to go to the party!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110532825462053754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110532825462053754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110532825462053754' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110519089807232492</id><published>2005-01-08T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T05:28:18.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boo!haha.i'm still sick.bleahh.went to ballet jus now.jus came back.i only danced one dance tho.for mabel's sake!haha.still coughing and all.but got no more sore throat!yay!haha.tmr got after concert party!!get to see the video that the guy taked.haha.hopefully its good.the weekends bout to end.today passed super fast.and so will tmr.but that's life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110519089807232492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110519089807232492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110519089807232492' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110506762637838137</id><published>2005-01-07T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T19:13:46.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhh.i'm sick again.heh.didnt go to school.and i was sleeping so nicely when the guy taking the furniture rang 3 times and woke me up.sigh.gonna haf lots of work to do!got like to finish up my commonwealth essay first.then got chinese essay that has to be done on a3 paper.so weird.haha.but can get alot of marks easily.yay!i left celene alone again.haha.oops.oh and i'm skipping dance</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110506762637838137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110506762637838137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110506762637838137' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110475663081939305</id><published>2005-01-03T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T04:50:30.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeeeee!!!!!!celene is my partner!!!haha.we were like trying to make ourselves the same height today laa.and she wants me to get a file.-_-'haha.but i think my class wil be fun.or at least most of it.heh.yay!haha.i felt really hyper in the morning.then dead in the afternoon.then hyper now!lol.wheeeeeeeeeeeee!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110475663081939305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110475663081939305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110475663081939305' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110437784750572206</id><published>2004-12-30T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T19:37:27.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have no christmas spirit in me now.zero.bahhhh.i wanna scream.got some dinner tonight and tmr night.then there is watchnight service.and we're not moving this weekend.the nxt. when school starts.kinda sad rite.then i dont have all my book either.shit laaaa.damn irritaing.oh but the concert went well. i was super hyper on that day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110437784750572206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110437784750572206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110437784750572206' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110396823512233751</id><published>2004-12-25T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T01:50:35.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!why are christmas colours green and red?it jus occurred to me.haha.this christmas is i think the most stressful christmas.really.its kinda sad.but i must look on the bright side of things.we're gonna move!but thats bad too.then it will take us like 1 hour plus jus to get to church.but i dont wan to change church.no way.haha.well.i shall be happy.the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110396823512233751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110396823512233751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110396823512233751' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110385926169213299</id><published>2004-12-24T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T19:34:21.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaaahhhhhhhhi want to scream.baked cookies last night.surprisingly they turn out nice.well they are ready mix.HAHA.supposed to go and watch movie nowwwwww...but supposedly still dont have tix...i'm irritated....very irritated..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110385926169213299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110385926169213299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110385926169213299' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110361449020611328</id><published>2004-12-21T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T23:34:50.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got rehersal again later.sighh.sick of rehersals.concert coming soon.must ta han.one week more.christmas is coming soon.a holiday at last.yay.:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110361449020611328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110361449020611328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110361449020611328' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110344197026125252</id><published>2004-12-18T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T23:39:30.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterdays carolling wasnt bad.my arms were really tired.i was hitting the damn hi hat like crazy la.turned out that alot of ppl went.i was quite surprised.anyway.i was still coughing and all.then my mom said she thinks i have fever.but it was only for a while.then came home.slept.then woke up to go to church.didnt wanna go at first.but then went in the end cuz i couldnt sleep.then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110344197026125252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110344197026125252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110344197026125252' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110334691416772392</id><published>2004-12-18T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T21:15:14.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guess wat time i woke up?1230.super late ah.slpet wake up slept wake up.then sleep till 1230.gonna eat a late late lunch.the concert yesterday was damn fun.and funny.haha.sylvester didnt even noe his lines.he brought a paper on to stage to read.wah lao.but taufik knew everything.haha.sylvester just stood there and smiled.lol.reached home at bout 1130.by the time sophil and all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110334691416772392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110334691416772392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110334691416772392' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110325209057134914</id><published>2004-12-17T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T18:54:50.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*cough cough*i think i really am sick.didnt wan to think i am sick.but i am.that's just sad.and there are so many things on.bahhhh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110325209057134914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110325209057134914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110325209057134914' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110319457238650503</id><published>2004-12-16T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T02:56:12.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am boreddd.i am sickkkk too.cough cough.sniff sniff.hahathroat is damn pain.got practice later.dunno why it is tonight.its supposed to be tmr night.that's why i couldnt go for dick lee's concert and couldnt see taufik and sylvester perform live.but i may go in the end.see how.if i can still get tickets.yupp.if not nvm la.i cant wait till nxt week.its christmas coming soon.yay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110319457238650503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110319457238650503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110319457238650503' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110308306117897405</id><published>2004-12-15T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T19:57:41.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeeeee.i changed my template.so christmasy now.it was originally the same as stacey's one but cuz she already had it i couldnt use it.so i changed the pic.thaat's y it looks damn screwed up.haha.i am so not a html person.but it doesnt look that bad rite.haha.i super sian at home.later got rehersal.nxt week i am gonna be soooo tired sia.from monday to thursday have rehersal.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110308306117897405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110308306117897405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110308306117897405' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110273523867288249</id><published>2004-12-11T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T19:20:38.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so sad.came back from camp yesterday.reached home at bout 8 at night.the journey there seemed longer. there were more stops too.we stopped over at yong peng.that place again.hahamy room was on the ground floor.we reached there earlier than the people who drove.did alot of shopping. more than anyone else in the family.haha.so fun.then on the last night we played truth or dare.i hate that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110273523867288249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110273523867288249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110273523867288249' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110232522656390611</id><published>2004-12-06T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T01:27:06.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tmr is camp.yay!no dance for me!hahafinally.rest from maksim, lespohi, the 15 miniute performance and blah blah blah.wheeso exciting!except for the long ride to kl.sigh.oh well.yay!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110232522656390611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110232522656390611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110232522656390611' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110206594333910837</id><published>2004-12-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T01:27:41.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>camps over.all my brothers are back home.it felt good to be one of the only ones at home.no need to fight over the com.and no noisy cartoons at night.haha.church camp is in 3 days.cant wait.so exciting.haha.and i playing on sunday.havent gotten the songs yet.wonder wat we will be playing.its supposed to be easy.oh no.i have to go read my on being a servant of god.got to find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110206594333910837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110206594333910837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110206594333910837' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110178659449664047</id><published>2004-11-30T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T22:51:26.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh.i am supposed to be in camp now.but i'm at home.sigh.woke up at 620 and didn't feel too well.so i didn't go.may go join them tmr afternoon or on thursday then stay over to friday.may not.dunno yet.see if i get better.yupp.now i am bored stiff at home.no one else is at home.even the maid is gonna leave today.sigh.later i think i will go for ballet.yupp.see how.bored.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110178659449664047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110178659449664047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110178659449664047' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110173649563693314</id><published>2004-11-29T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T05:54:55.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am super super tired. can fall asleep right now. my eyes goona close soon.had dance in the morning. then class. then class. then got home at bout 7. sigh. then uncle sam came over to practice  a bit of christmas sogs for carolling. yupp.packed my bag just now for camp. i gonna be goin in and out of camp. cuz of dance.sigh.i will probably sleep the whole day when i come back on firday. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110173649563693314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110173649563693314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110173649563693314' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110152579979951266</id><published>2004-11-26T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T19:26:02.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whee!!!had the godsrockers bbq yesterday at simon's house...which is a few houses away from mine...watched lik super little of zoolander while they were starting the fire...then went down to help a bit..then we sat on the swing and ate...then after many ppl stopped cooking went to cook...there were tons of left overs..i wonder who took them home...we were supposed to take it home but...we dint </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110152579979951266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110152579979951266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110152579979951266' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110137434260129437</id><published>2004-11-25T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T01:19:02.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had dance this morning again.whole body aching.and i have this HUGE blueblack. bigger than a 50cent coin.whacked it a million times today while dancing. owwie.oh. guess wat. i think i gonna pull out from youth camp. sigh.long story. too lazy to type it here.anyway. at least i goin for church camp rite. then i wont feel so bad.went to buy my books today. dint have most of them. may go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110137434260129437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110137434260129437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110137434260129437' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110110382241688732</id><published>2004-11-22T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:10:22.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had dance this morning.. then ballet..dint get choosen to go new york....sad...and happy...in a way...oh wells...its new york damn it!ughanyway.. all the new small girls came..so cute...jiejie's meimei'e meimei came too..hahah...lol..they all so cute!haha...anyway..my muscles were aching damn badly..and i couldnt even split...ooowie...then while waiting for michelle's dad the unity sec school</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110110382241688732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110110382241688732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110110382241688732' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110084513035240297</id><published>2004-11-19T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:18:50.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally watched love actually. super nice. happy ending as usual. turns out everyone noes everyone. haha.yesterday went to watch incredibles with part of the cg. good show. except the beginning is weird. they have some sheep jumping around and singing. lol. reached home late. not that late but later than usual la. yupp. dash is cute. haha. so is jackjack. haha. the sister looks scary. but not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110084513035240297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110084513035240297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110084513035240297' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110084511456840604</id><published>2004-11-18T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:18:34.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally watched love actually. super nice. happy ending as usual. turns out everyone noes everyone. haha.yesterday went to watch incredibles with part of the cg. good show. except the beginning is weird. they have some sheep jumping around and singing. lol. reached home late. not that late but later than usual la. yupp. dash is cute. haha. so is jackjack. haha. the sister looks scary. but not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110084511456840604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110084511456840604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110084511456840604' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110059618235676404</id><published>2004-11-16T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T01:09:42.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay...i got my lime green bed sheeet!!!!!!!! haha...my room's gonna look so retro...oh...and i got a mogue...finally...and a big one...in the shape ofa heart in pink of lik 20 bucks...super cheap...the last time i saw it at taka it was 50 over...yay...so happy!!oh and on monday went to weizhenny's house...to make our christmas presents!!!!!! oh wz...i accidentally brought back ur sister's one..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110059618235676404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110059618235676404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110059618235676404' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-110025706662719494</id><published>2004-11-12T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T02:57:46.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay!! went shopping today!!!haha.first went to get soft pointes....its amazing how nice it looks when u pointe...then mummy picked me up and we went to see the new house....were talking bout our beds and all...so yupp i gonna get a single bed and another day bed that folds up and when it unfolds it joins my bed...yay...so exciting....haha...but my room is gonna be very cramp..so let me repeat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110025706662719494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/110025706662719494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110025706662719494' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109997237436148976</id><published>2004-11-09T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T19:52:54.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dont feel lik blogging...dont noe why i am...ohohoh...on sunday went for popiah party....whee...for auntie mag's b day...yupp...saw carolyn there...yuppthen yesterday went to my cousin's house for almost the whole day...then went to centrepoint then went to school for ballet....my leg hurt now..yupyup...and today is jon's b day!!!!!!!whee...got him a present already....yuppand his frens </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109997237436148976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109997237436148976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109997237436148976' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109972271161629516</id><published>2004-11-06T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T22:31:51.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeee...went to watch pd2 at cine yesterday with ann and stacey....its was quite a let down for the ending....oh wells.met ah ma and sara there...we took neoprints but they screwed up so bad.so went heeren after that.went to taka paragon wisma...walk walk walk till our legs were dying....ate so much i gonna become fat...whee...i finally bought a pouchy thingy...its lik the thing on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109972271161629516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109972271161629516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109972271161629516' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109945414087190112</id><published>2004-11-02T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T19:57:52.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To my dear sec1gracegonna miss u alll so so so so much...life will neva be the same again....no mayee and alberta to entertain us....no mayee alberta tiara petra to collect newspaper...no bernice to do last min cherography....no jia and shao min to fall asleep in class....no yi rui to bring food...no megan to say "so stupid"...no wz to crack everyone up with lame jokes..no one to play the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109945414087190112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109945414087190112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109945414087190112' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109938453050701557</id><published>2004-11-02T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T00:35:30.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so sad......feel lik crying.....i dint get into GR...got into PR....sigh....its jus 2 freakin marks different la....wth....sigh...weizhenny and stacey and ann are all goin to GR...jia is goin SE although she sleeps in class ALL DAY...so irritating...i'm gonna be with lauren and yvonne and hannah and alot of PR girls.....sigh...i wanna go GR so bad.....it feels so horrible to deprove 1 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109938453050701557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109938453050701557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109938453050701557' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109911083258699221</id><published>2004-10-30T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T21:33:52.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeee...had prize giving today.wasnt that long.had a mini concert too.some parts got boring.the choir wasnt bad.except when they sang the school song and made us sing with them..they did hte funny pitch thingy again..so different from normal days...then went to amphi to practice for the stupid talent time.i learnt abit of the dance...i think its quite stupid...no offence bernice and jia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109911083258699221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109911083258699221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109911083258699221' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109895358020337331</id><published>2004-10-29T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T03:47:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to school yesterday and today.had the maths trail thingy yesterday.so stupid.they made us run like crazy around the school.and we had to carry umbrella's cuz if we were caught running in the rain we would be penalised. -_-'then we went for recess.then went back to class. was draged out of class to practice for talent time.i havent even learnt the kiss the girl dance yet.argh.oh and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109895358020337331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109895358020337331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109895358020337331' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109887300461051381</id><published>2004-10-27T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T03:30:04.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sniff sniff*dint go to school today too.my nose is still running.so irritating.baldie called this morning and asked my mom why i neva go to school for 2 days.i was half awake at that time so i heard abit.i woke up at lik 1030 tho i slept at 9 around there even tho i was lying in bed at 8 trying to sleep.its was so early. probably the reason why i couldnt sleep.woke up so many times in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109887300461051381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109887300461051381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109887300461051381' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109876079372660765</id><published>2004-10-26T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T20:23:05.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm..dint go school today...got sore throat...super pain everytime i swallow....owwie..i think i goin out for lunch.yuppi hope i can get better so i can go out with weizhenny tmr..and watch white chicks....so bored at home....nth to do.......all the people in school are probably doin the stupid talent-time thingy..but i dont haf to learn anything cuz me and stacey are providing the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109876079372660765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109876079372660765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109876079372660765' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109876082346474925</id><published>2004-10-25T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T20:20:23.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm..dint go school today...got sore throat...super pain everytime i swallow....owwie..i think i goin out for lunch.yuppi hope i can get better so i can go out with weizhenny tmr..and watch white chicks....so bored at home....nth to do.......all the people in school are probably doin the stupid talent-time thingy..but i dont haf to learn anything cuz me and stacey are providing the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109876082346474925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109876082346474925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109876082346474925' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109862510262205260</id><published>2004-10-24T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T06:41:13.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeee.so funi went to watch mama mia this afternoon after church(i played-badly, if i say so myself)saw mrs chan at esplanade. she was sitting quite close to me.i was kinda shocked to see her.anyways.it was really good and loud...hehthen i went to ballet.dint do normal class.yupp.was quite fun i suppose.not so boring.but i am afraid i wil forget the stuff.then when we were leaving i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109862510262205260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109862510262205260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109862510262205260' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109826813705050507</id><published>2004-10-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T03:28:57.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhh.got back results already...so bad..sosososososososo bad.i dunch(haha) think i can get my phone...sadly......oh well....i shall save up...or joan....u could get me one!!!haha....i have been bugging her all day...haha.ohohoh....new record....me and stacey read one book each during school!!!!!!haha...its very fast ok...we looked like bookworms wif xin yan and ann...all at our tables </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109826813705050507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109826813705050507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109826813705050507' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109781607684797552</id><published>2004-10-14T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T21:54:36.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm..at home...alone...with only the maid...i cooked my own lunch...later goin to cook dinner too...hamburgers....yumyum....and tmr i will cook lunch too....its lyk i m the cook of the house or smth.....3 meals....oh well...i shall poision my brothers with my cooking....haha...if yen can cook, so can you :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109781607684797552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109781607684797552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109781607684797552' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109776039053597237</id><published>2004-10-14T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T06:26:30.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spent the whole day at home.how boring rite?was killing my eyes.watching tv, playing com, watching tv, playing com.haha.and did my photo album.and helped my mummy cook.now i stink.haha.and ter.get married and move out so i can have ur room.*evil grin*hahahahahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109776039053597237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109776039053597237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776039053597237' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109767200059336723</id><published>2004-10-13T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T05:53:20.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay!!!!!!!!!exams are finally over.went out with wz and lauren t. today.walked the whole stretch of orchard.so tired.bought lyk tons of stufff.ate tons of food.i am probably gonna grow fat soon.went to ps first.wz's tamagotchi wasnt there anymore....):bought presents for ppl.saw yi rui and frens.then walked to centrepoint.dint buy candles from cargo in the end althought it was really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109767200059336723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109767200059336723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109767200059336723' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109748183844027291</id><published>2004-10-11T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:03:58.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate yesterday.hate it ever so much.had lit today. some of my answers were long.one page is my record.haf maths tmr.i am so dead.sheesh.i like to eat eat eat apples and bananas!!!haha.learn from wz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109748183844027291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109748183844027291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109748183844027291' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109731858117349278</id><published>2004-10-09T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T03:43:01.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so dead. i dint bring singtothedawn home. sheesh.and i think i am goin to fail my chinese and maths.how the heck do u find the area of a trapezium or a any other figure.i am so dead.i just made use of lit.it went in a circle. started off  with "i am so dead" and ended with it!!!haha.lame</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109731858117349278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109731858117349278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109731858117349278' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109715368505798256</id><published>2004-10-07T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T05:54:45.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeeeeeee....i so happy today....thankew for all the nice prezzie ppl....i love you guys....and all the ppl who wished me toooooooo...thats just the good part...the bad part is...i had science...i think i am gonna fail it...gonna fial my chinese too...gonna fail my goeg tmr...jus sucks...and i haf tution tmr and i havent done any work..so dead....but at least i get to clear my mail...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109715368505798256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109715368505798256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109715368505798256' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109678491165235722</id><published>2004-10-02T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:28:31.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wat am i doin online.oh well.i am setting myself questions.taht is a good thing.rite?i am studying.in a way.anyway.exams are around the corner.i am totally screwed.totally.sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109678491165235722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109678491165235722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109678491165235722' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109668807636919643</id><published>2004-10-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T20:34:36.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>exams coming soon.must study like mad.havent even learnt cells yet.die.its goin to be a stressful week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109668807636919643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109668807636919643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109668807636919643' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109644428909670012</id><published>2004-09-29T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T00:51:29.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah....this is bad...i was sick yesterday...so i dint get to do any of my home ed.now i have to complete it by tmr! and sell it.and make a evaluation form.how sucky.dong is so evil.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109644428909670012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109644428909670012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109644428909670012' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109584005030120119</id><published>2004-09-22T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T02:05:20.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg!!!!!monday was super fun la...first judith me jess l. and jess b. and amiee went to bugis..shop shop shop...then met jo and jana cuz they went cistume shop...then shopped somemore...then lost jess b..we were lik hunting high and low for her for about and hour loh...then we were across the road then saw her..then shouted lik mad idiots...haha...ya...then went orchard..then we went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109584005030120119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109584005030120119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109584005030120119' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109497459527463487</id><published>2004-09-12T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T00:36:35.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whee...yesterday went to watch raising helen...2 movies in a week...how nice....it was nice....yuptoday was normal..ya...shawn ang came over...wanted my brother to teach him maths....-_-'anyway....ya...if i dint haf ballet i would be goin to keith's party....(his b day today)i really wish i dint haf ballet....so sian...so sick of dancing ballet all the time...the sad thing is that i haf to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109497459527463487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109497459527463487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109497459527463487' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109481205901920562</id><published>2004-09-10T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T03:27:39.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah....had so much tution....i think i prefer having tution and goin out every so often to goin to scgool and studying....so much better....sadly...school is starting....tt's very sad news....cuz tt just means exams are 3 weeks away...and so is my b day...haha....sigh...but at least after that can relax...but sheesh...got ballet concert....dun wan....i rather just haf normal classes...but not lyk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109481205901920562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109481205901920562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109481205901920562' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109462297820213263</id><published>2004-09-07T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T03:24:10.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was super fun....but also super tiring...after tution went to mandrin gardens for eguenes's surprise b day party(my brother's cg)..went to tennis courts first...then watched many ppl play...then waited a while b4 swimming...dunno how long we swam for....yup...super tired...started playing all sorts of weird games with the tennis ball...like throwing it across the pool...haha...at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109462297820213263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109462297820213263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109462297820213263' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109454269788615745</id><published>2004-09-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:38:17.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooooooooo..yesterday was super fun...met stacey then took mrt to sommerset and met jia.then 3 of us walked to wz house(jia has super forgetful memory....)watched it takes two at her housewalked to ps.bought lacebought tixwalked around...shopped...bought skirt for 1/2 priceate at macs, met laurwatched a cinderella story....ended up crying....super sweet....chad is soooooo cute....everyone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109454269788615745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109454269788615745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109454269788615745' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109420960012551837</id><published>2004-09-03T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T07:48:40.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bah...so bored...had honours day....so boring....almost 1 hour of clapping...waste of time...and they had to make it at 3....i didnt even go for chinese remedial anyway...made no diff...she left by the time me wz and jia came back up after lunch....=D so happy....haha...yay...holidays are here...but i oso haf to catch up on my studies...sigh...must do better....if not i really dieeeeeeeeee....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109420960012551837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109420960012551837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109420960012551837' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109360755602191737</id><published>2004-08-27T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T04:52:36.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THANKEW WEIZHENNY!!!!!!haha...ya...she blogged for me the past 2 times...yay!my com can finally work....wheeeeeeeeee...haha....sigh...got so much to catch up on...ohohoh...last sunday...after ashley's byebye party...went to see the pleasure of seeing her again...was quite nice la...yup...oh and this afternoon went to centrepoint to sell the pen thingy....im so sick of asking "excuse me, would u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109360755602191737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109360755602191737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109360755602191737' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109343097898578513</id><published>2004-08-25T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T03:49:38.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE.yupp. today was so tiring okay.fengrong got super pissed at us- AGAIN.. and she was rattling on about how thick skinned we were and the more she tried to raise her voice the more those veins at her neck popped out..so gross huh.jia was so freaked out by the fake voodoo doll weizhen started passing around, with pins stuck onto it. ahaha. omg. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109343097898578513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109343097898578513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109343097898578513' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109325003574673672</id><published>2004-08-23T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T01:33:55.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyhey heyheyyy alll!! haha this is weizhen here! lol. hope beaty doesn't mind me =D=Danyways, today was a great day. it was laur's bday!! but retarded weizhen forgot to bring our shared present! *smacks head* yeah and we made laur's card on the back of this styrofoam thingy and like the stars i drew were so mutated and all. hahaha.yupyup and YOU KNOW WHAT! wei zhen's seniors are damn dao laa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109325003574673672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109325003574673672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109325003574673672' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109238383434198428</id><published>2004-08-13T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:57:14.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bah. handed up our pw thingy. looks like there are 3 nose rings on it as wz put it. haha. then we added some gold stip thingy to the cover.ya. oh well. had new teacher for lit. judith asked me to pass her the letter thingy...then when she saw she was lyk "wah lao!!!!" ya...she kept on shouting cuz she cant control our class.. as usual.. she is lyk a miss a tan wannabe...haha... damn funny...and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109238383434198428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109238383434198428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109238383434198428' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109187829490970278</id><published>2004-08-07T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T04:31:34.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dint haf dance today...stayed at home slacking for the whole morning...then after that went to church for band prac...it was ok la...and i could finally wack as hard as i wanted to...i ended up not playing wat i practiced....i think its too stressful for me to play too many rolls...so i will just stick to wat lynn said la...then i was supposed to go stragight for cheorography....then when i went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109187829490970278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109187829490970278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109187829490970278' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109153466992263806</id><published>2004-08-03T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:47:14.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah...dun wanna go to school...so sian...aiya...must see minnie mouse again tmr....sigh...haha...hm...she everytime give us so much hmwk...oh...mrs tan said her lump thingy turns out to be cancerous...then seh told us all the stuff...then she sang...and amazingly her voice is good...but she quite ego...keep saing we dont haf to worry bout her cuz she will e ok and stuff lyk tt...ya...then we dint </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109153466992263806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109153466992263806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109153466992263806' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-109040822821598839</id><published>2004-07-21T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T04:10:28.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wah...i havent updated for so long...heh...hm...just a rough update la.dance concert:friday was the first night...was damn scared...the confetti only came out on one side...then after concert got flowers...blah blah...then sat afternoon...was ok...wasnt that tired...confetti came out on both sides...huiling came...the audience wasnt as crowded as the other nights...then sat night...was damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109040822821598839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/109040822821598839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109040822821598839' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108910507940882103</id><published>2004-07-06T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T02:25:18.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent updated for a long time...yay...just got pics from jo...thankew...dont feel lyk putting it up yet...it takes really long to load...i tried loading jus 5 pics...it was  supposed to take 18mins...so long...i dont really have much time...plus the sc dance concert is coming up soon...and i think next week we will be staying back almost everyday jus to reherse...yeah...and i heard from ppl that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108910507940882103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108910507940882103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108910507940882103' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108796404461347704</id><published>2004-06-22T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T21:14:04.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>came back from nz yesterday...i miss the weather very badly...its so nice there...and on the last day...we experienced hale...haha...hm...ok..let me go back to the time when we were in chilton(wellington):(im making it short)we had rehersals as usual....then went over to our buddies place...talked alot...then went back to hotel...the next day had concert at little theatre...then the next day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108796404461347704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108796404461347704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108796404461347704' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108727116759134671</id><published>2004-06-14T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T20:46:07.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bah....in nz now..haha...can use com...um...on the first day ws mostly travelling....then we went to transfer flight...then we went to Anugs inn hotel...our hotel by the way...then we went shopping...haha...jus walking distance..then the next day we went to chilton school...met our buddies..went for spell 3 class with them...it so much more fun than ours...then walked around...had assembly...ate</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108727116759134671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108727116759134671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108727116759134671' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108700152700310944</id><published>2004-06-11T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T17:52:07.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay!!!today goin nz liao!!!haha...so fun...wheeeeeee....haha...hm...will come back on the 22...that's a long 10 days....five days of dancing and five of touring...haha...its all planned out...haha...at first i was supposed to use my bag...then i couldnt stuff my shoes etc in...so i changed to my bros bag....and i stayed up till 12 plus jus to pack...i wonder how long i took...then i weighed it...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108700152700310944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108700152700310944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108700152700310944' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108676076518542309</id><published>2004-06-08T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:59:25.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeeeee....few days more to nz and i havent really packed....heh...hm...tonight ruperto is goin off...goin to send he off....yup...wif my mom and bros...yupyup...hm...then jon ong is goin on the same day as me...prob meet him there....heh...hm...today had dance...as usual...hm...learnt new stuff...and its so tiring...oh wells....wat to do....i jus realised that it is almost everyday that we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108676076518542309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108676076518542309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108676076518542309' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108641591145388333</id><published>2004-06-04T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T23:11:51.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bahhhhhhhh....i so angry...i wanna go hillsongs concert tonight too!!!yesterday i went with wz and ann and wz's dad...it was so gooooooooooood....my gosh...the whole indoor stadium was lyk filled!!!my gosh!!!!!!!they were really very good....gosh...and i cant go tonight cuz i have to take deborah's place for jumping east of java and we performing it for summer school which is tonight...bah....i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108641591145388333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108641591145388333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108641591145388333' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108614776304399239</id><published>2004-06-01T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:42:43.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bah.......yesterday weizhen and lauren came to my house to do project work...jia dint come cuz she had training...our journey home was weird...haha...first we took bus to ps...then we happened to take the wring bus after that and ended up at the airport...so we bought snacks frm there...and took a cab back...oops!...haha...then we were...being naughty and not concentrating after luch...more lyk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108614776304399239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108614776304399239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108614776304399239' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108562702396610881</id><published>2004-05-26T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T20:03:43.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm...i havent really updated for a long time...sorri...heh...hm...yesterday was the parent teacher thhingy...then my mom said that mr teh was lyk kinda wan to impress ppl sorta person....haha...so yeah...then after that i went to get my braces done...its blue!!!haha...um...yeah and it really hurts...then i met wei zhen...then we went to taka...went to kino...look for info...then got kinda scolded</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108562702396610881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108562702396610881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108562702396610881' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108460030640966751</id><published>2004-05-14T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T22:51:46.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay...all the exams are finally over...hm...on wed went out wif wei zhen and jia and stacey...went wif jia first to mount e to do her teeth and she took soooooo long...then went to plaza sing to watch van helsing and wander around...it was not bad la...yeah...had so much extra popcorn and jia couldnt bear to throw it away...so we had to stand outside carrefour and wait for her to give up eating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108460030640966751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108460030640966751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108460030640966751' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108409166465566938</id><published>2004-05-09T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T01:38:54.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh...threee more papers...so sad...but at least it is coming to an end...finally...then thurs haf day off!!!yay...haha...but then friday wiill b getting back marks...wahhhh...i think i did badly for geog...i dint even stugy my maps...sigh...jus came back frm mother's day lunch at orchard hotel... adn they had some guess the eggs thingy...so fun...haha...we were lyk filling up nonsense...heh...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108409166465566938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108409166465566938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108409166465566938' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108350072366160592</id><published>2004-05-02T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T05:29:44.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn...exams comin so soon...sigh...so much to study...dint go for band prac today...was at home studying...on a sunday...how sad...yesterday had mama's b dae dinner....yeah...at sicc...hm...nth much to say la...jus wish all u ppl good luck for ur exams...study hard ya...haha...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108350072366160592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108350072366160592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108350072366160592' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966085.post-108321549807395481</id><published>2004-04-28T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T22:15:54.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm...my mom's not home...so...thats y i using the com...i noe i am bad...hm...was sick for the past few days...dint go to school on tues...and when i went to school on wed...had headache halfway thru...so in the end dint go dentist to pluck out my tooth...and today i dint go school again...sigh...exams are so near and i haf to not go to school...so sad....so much info to study...oh wells..thats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108321549807395481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966085/posts/default/108321549807395481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beamanda.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108321549807395481' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17344304273925016415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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