<?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-31622922</id><updated>2011-08-08T14:47:40.856+08:00</updated><category term='Shakespear Sheep'/><category term='Some stuff...'/><category term='Some stuff..'/><category term='birthdays and more birthdays'/><category term='My Lord my God my Friend my Jesus'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Its Time for a REVIEW'/><category term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Sheep's Journey Through Live</title><subtitle type='html'>This is me, Sheep... This is my life... But there's more to it..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-6599787977913801420</id><published>2007-09-01T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:00:03.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some stuff..'/><title type='text'>MOCK EXAM TIMETABLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-MOCK EXAM TIMETABLE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Argh we just got the exam timetable... Thank God the science subjects are at the back... Three weeks of exam here... Will need your prayers! Thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Monday 10.9.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bahasa Melayu 2 (0720-0950)&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Melayu 1 (1015-1230)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tuesday 11.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;English 1 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;English 2 (0915-1130)&lt;br /&gt;History 1 (1140-1240)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Wednesday 12.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;History 2 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics 1 (1000-1115)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Friday 14.9.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Moral (0915-0945)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Monday 17.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mathematics 2 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tuesday 18.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Physics 2 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;Physics 1 (1015-1130)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Wednesday 19.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Physics 3 (0815-0945)&lt;br /&gt;EST 1 (1015-1130)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thursday 20.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chemistry 2 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 1 (1015-1130)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Friday 21.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chemistry 3 (0815-0945)&lt;br /&gt;EST 2 (1015-1115)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Monday 24.9.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Add Mathematics 2 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;Add Mathematics 1 (1010-1210)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tuesday 25.9.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology 2 (0715-0945)&lt;br /&gt;Biology 1 (1015-1130)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Wednesday 26.9.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology 3 (0715-0845)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-6599787977913801420?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6599787977913801420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=6599787977913801420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6599787977913801420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6599787977913801420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/09/mock-exam-timetable.html' title='MOCK EXAM TIMETABLE'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-3797581165180115930</id><published>2007-08-26T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:47:47.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays and more birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha another day, another birthday to celebrate! Today, dearest &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; turns what, 40? Man you're old... Lolz jk. (He's actually 124 yrs old, but he's posing as a 24 yr old dude....) Anyway, it has been months since he left &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; to study MBA in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; and I miss him oodles. So here is yet another post dedicated to him on his birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hermz well what more can I say about &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;? He is a wonderful guy who can turn that frown upside down and be there when you need a friend! He is also a very strong and faithful follower of Christ. He will marvel and inspire you in many aspects, which of course includes in your spiritual life. Oh, he is also the world's greatest debater. So if you are planning to mess with him, I strongly suggest that you choose you words wisely because how can you fight with this guy eh? Trust me, I have lost several times, although there were a few times I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'victorious'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102698896852971442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RtBtnIay77I/AAAAAAAAAWg/w0mlq5r7bis/s320/833451235l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Two of the most adorable guys on Earth! Justin who???? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot describe how much this guys means to me and a whole bunch of other people. But I am absolutely positively sure that the world would be so different without &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;! He really made a big impact on my life and so therefore he means a lot to me. I hope that he will continue to shine the light and impact more lives wherever he is and in whatever he does. I know he will, because he is blessed by our Father above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cosmicvariance.com/wp-images/beef_noodles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My bday present to u... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beef noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OMG I'M SOOOOOOOO MEAN!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep shining&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Brother&lt;/span&gt;! Take care and God bless!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muakz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img466.imageshack.us/img466/5827/9cc8c199621361b187d4d59zc4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-3797581165180115930?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3797581165180115930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=3797581165180115930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/3797581165180115930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/3797581165180115930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-michael.html' title='Happy Birthday Michael'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RtBtnIay77I/AAAAAAAAAWg/w0mlq5r7bis/s72-c/833451235l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-5067658736214463623</id><published>2007-08-26T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T01:13:57.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>So Much For Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-SO MUCH FOR HOLIDAYS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz, now that it is Saturday (or Sunday morning), it marks the end of our one week holiday. Holiday? What holiday? I have been studying all week and it is so super frustrating that I can barely get most of the important stuff into my head. Worst of all is that I am quite behind in my studies, even though I have almost completed my form 5 syllabus for all of the subjects. I was hoping to be totally done this holiday. Ah, so much for that happening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The subject that bites me the most is Chemistry... OMG I totally do not understand that chapter! It is so super confusing and makes no sense to me. Physics is more fun than Chem... I also do not get History. My goodness the stories are more to political history and that is what I hate the most. I wonder how people can get A1 for their History is SPM. I basically have trouble with all the subjects, which sadly includes Biology. As a conclusion, the subjects that I am choking on are (in order) : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Add Math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-BM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also have not completed the homework that was given to us. Haiz I do not have the time to do them so I am deciding to push it all aside. Huhu &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Leu&lt;/span&gt; is going to kill me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apart from studying, I also watched some of the TV shows that I faithfully follow every week. This week was the season finale for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prison Break&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lost. Prison Break&lt;/span&gt; was so climatic from the very beginning and the last episode was so 'memperkinteokan'... But the part where Abruzzi chopped off T-Bag's wrist was soooo uncalled for and so grusome even though he deserved it. Then &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;, even though that was the very last episode of the show, it does nothing but rises many other questions regarding the show. I bet I can make a heck long of a list full of unanswered questions about the show. Suspence kills...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for BM tuition as usual this morning. Saw &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Zhia Hwa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt;, which was surprising as they were from Thursday night, but it was nice as I have not seen them in a long while. I got my trial PBK paper back. My gosh my results super sux... I doubt that I can even get an A for my SPM. Ugh the pressure is on dude... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz I have no confidence at all, honestly speaking. Only God can help me... Argh &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pls HELP ME....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-5067658736214463623?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5067658736214463623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=5067658736214463623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/5067658736214463623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/5067658736214463623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-much-for-holidays.html' title='So Much For Holidays'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-933055847928878564</id><published>2007-08-17T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:41:21.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Post Majmuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-POST MAJMUK-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NS.............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhh... I checked the NS list already. But before I say whether or not I was selected, I want to say a little something that happened to me last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed my parents to the Catholic Church and they had service as usual. However, the Priest did not gave his sermon as he always did every Sunday. This time, he invited a youth to share a testimony about family life and all that other stuff. So this guy, around 19-20plus went up there and said what he had to say. Honestly, the way he spoke was exactly the way a pastor of a new born church would, and I was dumbfounded! You very seldom come across a Roman Catholic who can speak with such faith and confidence aand I was amazed. I felt encouraged and at that point I knew that there was hope for them yet! Just simply waiting for the day that a miracle would happen like in Johor, based on what &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gideon&lt;/span&gt; has shared with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, something that &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yien&lt;/span&gt; (I think that was his name) shared really struck me. He was sharing about the time he was studying in KL, and he had a friend there that was so strong in his faith, he actually prayed for more challenges so that he can grow stronger and closer to God. That really blew me away. Have you ever met anyone who would even dare to blurt out such a prayer? Chances are like, one in a few hundred right? But anyway, I was just awed at &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yien's&lt;/span&gt; friend. So, after receiving the Holy Communion, we all knelt down to pray, as always. When I was praying, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yien's &lt;/span&gt;testimony still rang in my head, and I was so encouraged. And the night before, I was freaking out because of the NS list. I was afraid of getting selected because I have to spend three months in that program. Anyway, as I was knelling down, I told &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Lord, going to NS is not my cup of tea. But if I AM selected to go, then it means that You have a reason for wanting me there. And even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do not like the idea of going, I will go, because You want me there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*pasrah...... lolz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But if I do not get selected, then it means that You have something else for me outside of NS. So whatever the outcome, please lead me and guide me through this. Give me the strength to go through it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really hard for me to say, especially to the big guy up there. But after hearing Yien's testimony, I was en&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COURAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;d and well, the rest was history. So anyway, the million dollar question is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; "Did I get selected for NS?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The answer is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"NoooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo........................................" &lt;/span&gt;Haha... But I will not really feel &lt;em&gt;"safe"&lt;/em&gt; until the selected names were published in the newspaper. About 7 of my classmates were selected, and that is a big deal. Because normally only 1 or 2 will get selected from each class on average. Apparently, this jackpot also happened in other schools and that is really really freaky... Haiz NS... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abort Baby!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were studying genes and variation during Biology. We learned that Down Syndrome happens during meiosis when an extra chromosome 21 is received by one of the gametes. This means that when the gamete was undergoing meiosis, the two sister chromatids separate (during anaphase II) as usual, and they are pulled apart to the poles by the spindle fibres. But for some unknown reason, one of the chromatids suddenly undergo mitosis (process of photostating itself), and therefore, that is where the extra chromosome comes from. To know more about this disease, click on the link and read it up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down_syndrome"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down_syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, modern technology these days are so advanced, they allow doctors to determine the health and the chromosomal structure of the growing foetus. In other words, this technology can tell you whether your baby has Down Syndrome or not, and also enable you to take action. Action? What action? Well, abortion, of course. Mothers can choose to keep or abort the baby if it is found to have Down Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;After the class, I was talking to a few of my classmates and I asked them what do they think of aborting a Down Syndrome foestus. They said it is alright to do so. They procrastinated that statement by saying that it will put the Down Syndrom kid out of its misery, because life is not a easy for them. How could you let it live and let it suffer?&lt;br /&gt;That was their reason, which I thought was really stupid and incompassionate of them. I think that it is wrong to do so. Who are we to decide whether or not another living being should live? But then again, people with this disease are more prone to other types of horific diseases, I can almost understand why they would do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the main point is, where is the morality in this? Which is more humane? To let it live, and then suffer for the rest of its life? Or to kill it before it gets a chance to suffer? Lets not forget that everything and everyone deserves to have his or her chance of happiness, and regardless of whatever physical state they are in. But I cannot stop wondering about this situation. So which is it? Is it right or is it wrong? My guts are telling me that it is wrong (aborting a Down syndrome foetus). Then again, I could be wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, its PARTY TIME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz this &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt;. He kept our hamper for all this while... Its the hamper that we won in the Sports Day Marching Competition (third place), and that was in May. Anywa, luckily it kept hanging at the back of his head and he brought it to school today. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt; even called the prefects from 5F and 5G who were involved in the marching. Of course, we did not keep the food to ourselves, so we shared with our friends as well. It was quick and the food was gone in under 15 minutes lolz... I pity &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy's&lt;/span&gt; table because we opened the stuff at her desk and it ended up messy and full of crumbs and stuff. But she did not mind. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099707061289283426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXMjYay72I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Kr7KtWsvYzc/s320/hamper.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Da boys... Attacking the food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099708036246859634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXNcIay73I/AAAAAAAAAWA/4BQLKlDGyJA/s320/attack.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXOUIay74I/AAAAAAAAAWI/0NZWPCTtbg0/s1600-h/dex.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099708998319533954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXOUIay74I/AAAAAAAAAWI/0NZWPCTtbg0/s200/dex.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXPQ4ay75I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2wd_qvv9Ocg/s1600-h/wei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099710041996586898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXPQ4ay75I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2wd_qvv9Ocg/s200/wei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to eat!!! Dex and Sze Wei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-933055847928878564?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/933055847928878564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=933055847928878564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/933055847928878564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/933055847928878564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/post-majmuk.html' title='Post Majmuk'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsXMjYay72I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Kr7KtWsvYzc/s72-c/hamper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-920839336854975810</id><published>2007-08-13T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:41:34.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Prefect Dinner!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-PREFECT DINNER!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally! After much planning and fuss, we finally had our prefect dinner last night! Earlier in the year, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; and the gang decided to make me the organiser of the dinner, so I have been spending some time in doing so for the past few months. We decided to have the dinner at the same place as last year, which is at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thian Court, Crown Square&lt;/span&gt;. About 56 prefects went, including 14 of the new AJKs, the teachers in charge and the PKs. We also had a few special guests, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Ann Natush&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lee Kwan Tuck. Pn Ann&lt;/span&gt; is our former PK HEM before she was transferred to another school. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kwan Tuck&lt;/span&gt; is the former head prefect in the year 2003. He is currently studying medic in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Czech Republic&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;JPA Scholarship&lt;/span&gt; since last September and is back for the holidays (in Czech). He was easy to invite since he is &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng’s&lt;/span&gt; cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was fun, but not as crazy as last year. Last year was insane because of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bradley&lt;/span&gt; and his gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bradley + Us = Insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as is the equation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Crazy + Crazy = Insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So since &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bradley,&lt;/span&gt; who was a prefect from a batch before us, is not around this year, all we had was crazy, but it was still fun. The food was great and even though there was a birthday bash going on next door, it did not dampen our fun. We also had lucky draw and a 3kg sponsored cake! Huhu… Then &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; and I went from table to table to do the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“yam seng”s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It was quite a scene as they were all shouting their heads off for almost a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098110377698521842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAgYKhz8vI/AAAAAAAAATI/RE8kFspM9D4/s320/IMG_4871.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM SEEEEEENNGGGG...................&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAiEqhz8yI/AAAAAAAAATg/H017nVqHUZA/s1600-h/IMG_4862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098112241714328354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAiEqhz8yI/AAAAAAAAATg/H017nVqHUZA/s200/IMG_4862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAicKhz8zI/AAAAAAAAATo/MDcEgCFWA8o/s1600-h/IMG_4855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098112645441254194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAicKhz8zI/AAAAAAAAATo/MDcEgCFWA8o/s200/IMG_4855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The cake and the fish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The dinner last night could not have been anymore successful if it were not for the people that have helped me tremendously. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/span&gt; was a huge help in dealing with the restaurant people on my behalf. He even helped us get that sponsored cake! &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong, Suria, Cindy, Nancy, Dexter&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; were my advisors and the people that I turned to when I need help, advice and support on a decision that was needed to be made. Not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yu Full’s&lt;/span&gt; people, who are also my people! He and his AJK did a good job in helping me with the dinner stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough talk… Time for the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098114148679807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAjzqhz82I/AAAAAAAAAUA/lGMFJrrxXA0/s320/IMG_4847.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mei Fang, me and Janet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098113628988765010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAjVahz81I/AAAAAAAAAT4/V1aqRUpDmXg/s320/IMG_4848.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Siaw Feng, Hui Chin, me, Angelina and Samantha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098115265371304834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAk0qhz84I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FH6jdXuz03g/s320/IMG_4852.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Dexter! Haiz sit with him again... Haha... jk Blackie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098115870961693586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAlX6hz85I/AAAAAAAAAUY/QkoRww4iOgg/s320/IMG_4851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Suria and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098202186919441314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsBz4Khz86I/AAAAAAAAAUg/GzEi54SqNBY/s320/IMG_4877.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Future-Dr. Lee Kwan Tuck! Hehe... Yes, I know, height difference is OBVIOUS....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB1lqhz88I/AAAAAAAAAUw/MsbiIrTOUEg/s1600-h/IMG_4875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098204068115116994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB1lqhz88I/AAAAAAAAAUw/MsbiIrTOUEg/s200/IMG_4875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB0bqhz87I/AAAAAAAAAUo/9a_MiN5QA9o/s1600-h/IMG_4889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098202796804797362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB0bqhz87I/AAAAAAAAAUo/9a_MiN5QA9o/s200/IMG_4889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teck Siong and I... Wah.. So cute de.. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB2Fahz89I/AAAAAAAAAU4/-CTPPV0s1qs/s1600-h/IMG_4895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098204613575963602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB2Fahz89I/AAAAAAAAAU4/-CTPPV0s1qs/s320/IMG_4895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muek... Jia Seng and I... He kek cute again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098207740312155186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB47ahz9DI/AAAAAAAAAVo/-71XyCbhKdQ/s320/IMG_4869.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing handphones!! Sam and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098205713087591410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB3Fahz8_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/n_JYlRA0Jv0/s320/IMG_4910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nancy and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098206133994386434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB3d6hz9AI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/IHAeyvMVVaY/s320/IMG_4911.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cindy and I... Haiz they are sooo freakin cute la&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098206657980396562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB38ahz9BI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WKU5RNKq_z0/s320/IMG_4870.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Siau Di-Di, Hua Yong and I... So cute.... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098208479046530114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB5mahz9EI/AAAAAAAAAVw/oaYpvrDZgxw/s320/IMG_4900.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Crazy people... Suria's idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098207134721766434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsB4YKhz9CI/AAAAAAAAAVg/02NXU8rKP-s/s320/IMG_4886.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Groupie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-920839336854975810?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/920839336854975810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=920839336854975810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/920839336854975810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/920839336854975810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/prefect-dinner.html' title='Prefect Dinner!!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RsAgYKhz8vI/AAAAAAAAATI/RE8kFspM9D4/s72-c/IMG_4871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-2322049821285619195</id><published>2007-08-12T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:22:30.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>NS!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-NS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG............................................................................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG............................................................................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG............................................................................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG............................................................................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NS??????????????????????????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*peng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Argh... I was chatting with my classmate mere moments ago, and he told me the absolute worst thing I have ever heard in my entire life... The National Service list is out!!! According to my friend, a few of my other classmates were selected to join this program. I will not mention their names as some of them wanted it to be confidential. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is so weird. My mum told me that about &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;11, ooo people&lt;/span&gt; have been chosen to join this program. I have heard from many people who said that the list will be out on the internet on Monday, and today is like, Saturday. At first I thought that my friend was pulling my leg, but after confirming with another person, it really is out! Haiz. Then I learned that they check their selection by using their IC numbers. Which brought me back to what my tuition friend, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Theresa&lt;/span&gt;, said. She said that whoever checks their selection online using their IC number will be automatically chosen, even if they were not in the first place. Sounds like a rumour right? But then, as I was chatting with my classmate just now, I sat back and analysed the whole situation. All of my friends that checked the selection using their IC numbers &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WERE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;selected to join the program! Thus, it freaks me out even more, and I really do &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; want to go, so the conclusion is, I will &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;, I repeat, will &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; check mine out online using my IC number. I will just wait until the newspaper comes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh the horror... The horror...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bluek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-2322049821285619195?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2322049821285619195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=2322049821285619195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2322049821285619195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2322049821285619195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/ns.html' title='NS!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-2762932732363928344</id><published>2007-08-08T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:55:31.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its Time for a REVIEW'/><title type='text'>Die Simpsons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-DIE SIMPSONS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Da da da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 18 years, it finally happened… It’s the Simpsons Movie! This crazy movie is super funny although there were a few indecent scenes. Anyway, if you have been following the series, you will find no difficulty in understanding most of the scenes, especially the characters! The movie has all the usual stuff : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer &lt;/span&gt;screws up, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Marge&lt;/span&gt; gets mad, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt; goes through a phase, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lisa&lt;/span&gt; is trying to save the environment, and baby &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; still can’t talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among my favourite lines and dialogues are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Marge&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How did the pig tracks get on the ceiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walks into the living room. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the room, holding the pig upside down and making it walk on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spider pig, spider pig. Does whatever a spider pig does. Can he swing from a web? No he can’t, cuz he’s a pig. Look ooooooout… He is a spider pig…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/484519561_c24800c880.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Above, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt; accidentally hammered his eye. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt; laughs. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer &lt;/span&gt;strangles &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Strangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll teach you to laugh at something that's funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt; skatesboard butt naked to Krusty Burgers. Passes &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Little Ralphie&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ralphie&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I like men now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.zapping.com/wp-content/uploads/homerooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Homer and Spider Pig eating a carrot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and Spider Pig watching TV (guy kissing a horse). Both laughs and Homer falls from the sofa. Stares at pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Maybe we should kiss to break the tension...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other funny parts was when &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nelson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the bully laughed his&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/397499366_e976813bef.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/397499366_e976813bef.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; infamous laugh at naked &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt; who was chained to a pole at Krusty Burgers. And when Homer did the ephiphany dance with the eskimo lady, and when he whipped the dogs as they dragged him along Alaska, and when &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Grandpa Simpson&lt;/span&gt; got a revelation from God in the church, and also when &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt; named the pig &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Harry Plopper&lt;/span&gt; and so much more. I watched the movie three times, and I still can’t get enough of it! Haha…&lt;br /&gt;Blueks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-2762932732363928344?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2762932732363928344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=2762932732363928344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2762932732363928344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2762932732363928344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/die-simpsons.html' title='Die Simpsons'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-128975098673951936</id><published>2007-08-03T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:10:51.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays and more birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kang Hong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-HAPPY BIRTHDAY KANG HONG-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday to you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kang Hong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday to you.........................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we celebrate our dear friend's birthday. His name is &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kho Kang Hong&lt;/span&gt;, but I like to call him &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr. Kho&lt;/span&gt; for fun. Lolz. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr Kho&lt;/span&gt; is a very fun guy to be with. Lots of laugh, and more laughs, and then even more laughs. A very cool guy and nice to talk to. One thing about &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kang Hong&lt;/span&gt; is that he likes to laugh at me... Hermz... Odd... Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About ten of us decided to buy something for him in conjuction to his birthday. We debated about what to get for him and till the day before, we still could not come to any conclusion. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Liu Ann&lt;/span&gt; suggested that we beat him up, send him to the hospital, then pay for his medical bills as his birthday present! Haha, we were esperate... (&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kang Hong&lt;/span&gt; actually found the idea very interesting when we told him about it). Anyway, I managed to find something for him in the end. Then I put it in a box and wrapped it up with lots of layers of newspaper before finishing off with a nice present wrapper. Newspaper? Lolz... Just to pull his leg. Then today he got slapped several times by us! (Its a birthday tradition to slap the birthday person on the face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094503992444318386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RrNQY6hz8rI/AAAAAAAAASo/AiGXUlMwD9E/s320/kang+hong.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kang Hong and his prezzies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094504589444772546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RrNQ7qhz8sI/AAAAAAAAASw/cLAQhOQd9DQ/s320/prize.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kang Hong, Sin Chern and Michelle Wong with their Chinese Competition trophies! Mr Kho can stil get prez from the school for his birthday wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094505079071044306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RrNRYKhz8tI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FOyMJL2KGRs/s320/them.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Groupie picture! Zhuang Tak, Kang Hong, Sze Nee, Sin Chern, Michelle Sim, Sze Wei, Sam and Michelle Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I am very happy and glad to have known this birthday boy! Since form 1 oh... I know that he can make it big as long as he keeps being who he is and work hard in everything he does! The world would be super boring if &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr Kho&lt;/span&gt; is not around to share the laughter with! Lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy birthday Mr Kho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img393.imageshack.us/img393/6408/glitteryourway8138bc78kd7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-128975098673951936?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/128975098673951936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=128975098673951936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/128975098673951936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/128975098673951936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-kang-hong.html' title='Happy Birthday Kang Hong'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RrNQY6hz8rI/AAAAAAAAASo/AiGXUlMwD9E/s72-c/kang+hong.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-2330653003088625821</id><published>2007-07-28T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T13:45:22.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some stuff..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Experiment Butt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- EXPERIMENT BUTT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hermz, I was saying in my previous post that my friends and I conducted an experiment on butts. Well, here is the full report. This mind blowing discovery will open your eyes to a whole new erm, view of the physical world that we live in. After this report, I will further explain the events that lead to this experiment: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Experiment Butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aim :&lt;/span&gt; To investigate the relationship between butt size and gap of Suria’s chair and big metal box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hypothesis :&lt;/span&gt; The smaller the butt size, the easier it is to pass through gap. Size of butt is inversely proportional to the ability to pass through gap &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Rise and Fall Law)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Variables :&lt;/span&gt; 1. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Manipulated &lt;/span&gt;– Butt of subject X and Y &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Responding &lt;/span&gt;– Ability to pass through gap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fixed&lt;/span&gt; – Size of gap Apparatus : Ruler, Suria’s chair, big metal box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Materials :&lt;/span&gt; Subject X and Y &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Technique :&lt;/span&gt; Force Subjects to pass through the gaps sideways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Diagram :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6525886399141424095&amp;postID=4891308564458862385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Credits to Stupiak5A-07.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Procedure :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Suria’s chair is placed in front of the big metal box that is situated at the back of the class room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. The length of the gap between the box and Suria’s chair is measured using a 15cm ruler as shown in the diagram. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. The length of the gap is 15cm and is kept constant throughout the experiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Subject X, which has a small butt, is force to pass through the gap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. The results are recorded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. The experiment is repeated with Subject Y who has a bigger butt than Subject X. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Results are then recorded. Both results from both sets of experiments are tabulated and inferences are made based on the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Precautions :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Do not overfeed the Subjects otherwise butt size will increase and will be unsuitable for experiment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Suria’s chair must not be moved at all times no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. An audience is necessary because the more people laugh, the more fun it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Do not take photo of Subject’s butt as it is considered as pornography to be posted on the internet and it is hazardous towards human eyes to look at people’s butt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Results :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Experiment (subject) : Results &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;X : Can pass through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y : Cannot pass through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Discussion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Subject X is able to pass through the 15cm gap because X has a smaller butt, so Subject has more space to pass through. Subject Y is unable to pass through the gap because Y has a bigger butt, which inhibits the space that is intentionally prepared for Subject to move through. The size of butt therefore influences the ability to pass through small gaps. This inference is based on the Rise and Fall Law, which was discovered by the Butt Prof. of 5A on 26 July 2007. The Law states that the size of butt is inversely proportional to the ability to pass through small gaps. The bigger the butt size, the lower the ability to pass through small gaps; and the smaller the butt size, the higher the ability to pass through small gaps. This thesis is supported by the formula :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2 times 2semicircle,&lt;br /&gt;half radius times pie equals to ??? diameter ???&lt;br /&gt;eventually equals to size of butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This formula is formulated by Prof. Ah-Ng AnnAnn from AnnAnn Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size of butt is inversely proportional to the ability to pass through gaps. Hypothesis accepted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Extra info and notes :&lt;br /&gt;This experiment was conducted on a pure bored basis. The scientists were supposed to be paying attention in class and do their work quietly, but they felt that the understanding of Fictional Physics and Pure Fun and Laughter was more important. Materials were contributed willingly and no subject was harmed during the entire course of the experiment. Subjects were notified and awared that they were being experimented. All Subjects, scientists and bystanders were insanely laughing their heads off during the experiment. This experiment is Copyright Protected by the Panda/Walrus/Puppy of 5A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Conducted by : Matahari, Panda, Sheep, Taekwando Guy, Ah-Ng AnnAnn and Mr. Kho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;End of experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, what do you think? Lolz. Funny right? And full of nonsense too! Ok, what lead to the existence of this experiment? Simple. I was sitting at the back of the class with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; and he was sitting at&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Suria&lt;/span&gt;'s place. Then a friend of ours,&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;, wanted to pass through but &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joshua &lt;/span&gt;would not let &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; pass through, only giving&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt; a small space to pass through (at the exact spot where the experiment was conducted). A could not pass through the gap, so &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; took another alternative route. Moments later, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;X &lt;/span&gt;passed through the gap with ease, and we were amazed! Hence, we felt the need and compulsion to experiment on this physical phenomenon. Lolz. This is not dirty or obscene. Its just Science darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bluek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Comments from ppl about experiment: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nicole Tan&lt;/span&gt; (Lodge School) : &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm laughing my butt off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Evone Ho&lt;/span&gt; (Lodge School) : &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Weird people with nothing better to do...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yes Evone, thats soooo true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Brice Tan&lt;/span&gt; (5A student) : &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Very well written...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-2330653003088625821?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2330653003088625821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=2330653003088625821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2330653003088625821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2330653003088625821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/07/experiment-butt.html' title='Experiment Butt'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-7266686539104323484</id><published>2007-07-27T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:03:47.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>This Week, This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THIS WEEK, THIS WEEK-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz. This week has been crazy. Been studying a lot, since mock exam is in September, and as each day passes by, I get more nervous. They say that mock exam is more nerve-wrecking compared to the actual exam. I am not sure of how true that statement is though. Since I really do not have enough time to finish studying, I just push all of my homework aside and just hit the reference books. Homework, I hate them. Too much of it. We cannot finish studying because we are too consumed with homework and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, in class, the atmosphere is pretty much the same, except when the silence was brokened by the hysterical laughter of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joshua, Suria&lt;/span&gt; and I. My actual seat in class in at the front, where not much excitement happens. So whenever there is an empty seat at the back, I will either conviniently or inconviniently move to that seat and enjoy myself. While I was there, I had a full house entertainment, compliments of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Suria, Liu Ann, Kang Hong, Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;. At the back, I get to witness first hand &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt; being attacked on all sides by pens, liqued papers and highlighters. And &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joshua, Suria&lt;/span&gt; and I will laugh at just about every single thing. We even conducted an experiment on butts (don't ask me. It was &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Suria's&lt;/span&gt; idea), which I will post the results some other time. Other than that, I am just having a blast with them. I think my vocal chords will shatter if I keep throwing my head back in a crazy hysterical laughter all the time now. Lolz. But it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I have not been receiving any mail from &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Adriel&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. I think there was an error in transmission. There is either a problem with Hotmail, or something is up with the Australian line. Huhu, blame the Aussies... Jk... It has happened a few times before. I'll try again later. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Adriel &lt;/span&gt;is a friend who was introduced to me through the internet by another friend of ours. I have known him since I was in Form1. We have made the effort in emailing each other which I think is great, and it is awesome to have the privillage of knowing him. The funny part is, I known him all this while, but I have never met him before in my entire life. I never got the chance to because when I was in Form3, he moved to Australia to study. Lolz. Luckily a few people know him and they said that he was a nice guy, so I felt comfortable in being friends with him. At least I don't have to worry about whether or not he's a crazy convict or something. You know how people like to pose on the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz, it feels so weird to be mad at someone who is quite close to you. This week, I have been ignoring &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dexter &lt;/span&gt;because he called a certain name that I did not appreciate. It was meant to be an inside joke, but I got mad when he went around telling others about it, otherwise I would not have minded. So I did not really talk to him much. Then yesterday he came up to me and mentioned the fact that I have not talked to him all week. I suppose he felt that it was weird as I casually greet him and stuff everytime I see him. For me, it felt weird too, which was the reason why tuition class was so quite last night. I did not talk much to him, till the end of the class. It really felt weird to me to be mad at him, like how I feel about another two of my friends. I may have lost them, but losing &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt; and not talking to him at all is like losing you left leg or something like that. Lolz. I think we are fine now, just as long as he stops calling me that stupid name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh... I have extra class in school tomorrow. We are being cramped with the Maths and Science Quiz tomorrow, which I will be participating with no preparation at all. Its not that I feel that I am good enough to win the stupid quiz without the need for studying, but I am absolutely not bothered about it and I couldn't care less if I won or lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blueks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLACKIE : Pls stop calling me that stupid name again oh... I don wanna be mad at you again oh... feel so weird... Hehe... you can call me the "C" one, but not the "H" one ok? Bluek.. c u in skul Blackie...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-7266686539104323484?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7266686539104323484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=7266686539104323484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7266686539104323484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7266686539104323484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-week-this-week.html' title='This Week, This Week'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-2295931082723966259</id><published>2007-07-17T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T13:59:21.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its Time for a REVIEW'/><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-TRANSFORMERS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Huhu... Last Sunday I went to watch Transformers with Liu Ann and my brother. Suria and Joshua were suppose to go but they cancelled last minute. Anyway the movie was great! It was better than Spiderman 3, but just not as good as Pirates 3. But seriously, any movie that has Steven Spielberg's hands all over has got to be a great movie anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the funny parts in the movie is when Bumble Bee pissed all over the Sector 7 Agent. And other one is when one of the Autobots wanted to kill Sam's parents because they were annoying! This movie is both funny and action-packed that will keep you at the edge of your seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shea LaBeouf was really awesome too. In case you haven't notice, he's the same guy from Even Steven. In that TV series, he plays Loius Stevens who is an annoying, pesky, goofball, immature little brother who always manages to get himself into trouble. In this movie, I thought that he would be all serious and stuff, considering the scale of the movie and the role that he plays. But even so, I can still see a little bit of Loius Stevens inside the character of Sam Witwicky.  Funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, this movie is still going strong for three weeks in Star Cineplax. If you haven't watched the movie yet, don't miss the chance now! You'll never get the same sound effects if you just simply purchase the DVD. Catch it while its hot at Star Cineplax! That RM10 is worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blueks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-2295931082723966259?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2295931082723966259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=2295931082723966259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2295931082723966259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2295931082723966259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-6604993906518330663</id><published>2007-07-15T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T11:05:58.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lord my God my Friend my Jesus'/><title type='text'>Agnus Dei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-AGNUS DEI-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;For the Lord God Almighty reigns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;For the Lord God Almighty reigns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hallelujah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Holy, holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you Lord God Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Worthy is the Lamb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Worthy is the Lamb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are holy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-6604993906518330663?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6604993906518330663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=6604993906518330663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6604993906518330663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6604993906518330663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/07/agnus-dei.html' title='Agnus Dei'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-4201151730596003398</id><published>2007-07-12T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:58:14.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays and more birthdays'/><title type='text'>-Birthdays-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-BIRTHDAYS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tze Ning:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, (11 July 2007) was &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tze Ning’s&lt;/span&gt; birthday! If I’m not mistaken, it is her 11th birthday this year. It has been a while since I’ve seen her. She moved to&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; London&lt;/span&gt; sometime after April with her family because her mum wanted to further her studies in Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tze Ning&lt;/span&gt; was one of those really annoying kids in the tennis courts, you know, the ones that tag you around and pester you with really annoying questions and remarks and other sorts of nonsense. Annoying as she may be, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tze Ning&lt;/span&gt; is also a very nice girl and has the potential to go far in tennis, other than the fact that she’s finally taller than me! Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilege to chat with her a few times when she was in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;. I am very happy to hear that she is doing superb there and has adjusted herself with the environment and the people there. I have to say that I felt very proud of her when she told me that she was top in her class for a few subjects and even received a certificate for &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;excellent achievement in her academics&lt;/span&gt;, if I am not mistaken. Imagine that! A Malaysian girl kicking butt in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;. I so proud of you &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that she will be back one day, either permanently or just for a visit. I wish her well not only in her academics, but in her tennis too. Like I said, girl’s got game!&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt; and make us proud! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cindy:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we celebrate the 17th birthday of one of our dear classmates, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy Chia Xin-Ni&lt;/span&gt;! Happy birthday &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one of the sweetest girls in class. Very hardworking and very reliable, she won’t let you down and is always willing to lend a hand to anyone (with the slight exception of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt;! Lolz… jk). She’s famous among the teachers and the student body. Teachers, for some weird reason, are always confusing here for &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nancy&lt;/span&gt;, and vice versa. I suppose it means that they look alike aye! TWINS… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087652177870198706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rpr4s0KyF7I/AAAAAAAAASU/Bm8U4NYCkoY/s320/IMG_4746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy&lt;/span&gt;; from Me, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Liu Ann, Suria, Mei Fang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that she is very hardworking?&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Cindy&lt;/span&gt; is also a very bright student and I am positive that she has a bright future ahead of her! She is very polite and punctual, which are among the good qualities that makes &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy, Cindy&lt;/span&gt;! I think not only the class and the school, but the whole world would be different if there is no &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy Chia Xin-Ni&lt;/span&gt; to brighten up our day with her cute smile and amazing personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087652963849213906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rpr5akKyF9I/AAAAAAAAASg/7IsnmUKLfwc/s320/IMG_4747.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The birthday gal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on Cindy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*so old dy… huhu* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img453.imageshack.us/img453/7286/glitteryourway81667eefih8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-4201151730596003398?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4201151730596003398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=4201151730596003398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4201151730596003398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4201151730596003398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthdays.html' title='-Birthdays-'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rpr4s0KyF7I/AAAAAAAAASU/Bm8U4NYCkoY/s72-c/IMG_4746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-8892390157455334390</id><published>2007-06-29T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T16:29:48.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Now Just A Prefect At Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Now Just A Prefect At Heart-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last year my friends and I were elected and chosen as the morning session prefects for the year 2006-2007. We did our best to serve the school and now, today, we are officially retired. Wow, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RETIRED&lt;/span&gt;. I never thought I would be using that term anytime soon. But today during assembly was the official handover to the new batch of prefects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being a prefect was fun for me. I never really viewed my service in the prefect board as burdensome, rather, as an opportunity to serve the school and make a difference. Along the way, I made lots of friends and it was such a pleasure to be on the same organisation as they are. The committee members before us elected me as the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Assistant Secretary&lt;/span&gt;. I am very much content with what they have entrusted me to do and there was never a time that I wished for a higher post. The other committee members of my batch are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lee Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Head Prefect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lai Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Male Assistant Head Prefect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ting Ming&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Female Assistant Head Prefect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy Chia&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Secretary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Assistant Secretary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lim Yen Sia&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Treasurer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dexter Lee&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Head of Committee (HOC) of PA System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Samuel Lim&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Welfare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lim Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Safety and Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kelvin Tan&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Cleanliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Chan Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Assembly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Suria Melanie&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Decoration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nancy Chan&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Gifts/Prizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Liu Sze W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ei&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Banquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tay Guan Phing&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOC Discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really believe that we have made a significant difference in the school, even the teachers say so! Lolz. The best part of the committee members was that we were already good friends even before we became prefects. So it was really easy to work with each other as we have already established a good relationship among each other. Sure we had our ups and downs, but the important thing is that we get through each trials together. During the whole time I ran into a few problems regarding the prefect board. And I found it very comforting about the fact that I can rely on my friends who are also in the committee to lend a hand. I always turn to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Sen&lt;/span&gt;g to help me and they always do. Always. Along with the rest of the committee members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our achievements? Well, there are plenty. I would clasify some of our achievements as a history-making action that we took. For example, we are the very first batch of prefects in over 20plus years to come up with the prefectorial board's logo and motto. The logo came from &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; and the motto, me. Lolz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apart from that, we were the first batch to have our very own prefect's room, which was later removed from us to house the lab apparatus (due to the whole fire incident). And &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; came up with a new system for the prefects which is the demerit system. It was introduced to help improve the prefects' attitude and discipline, and it works. Then, according to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PK HEM&lt;/span&gt;, now more of our students are wearing their neckties properly, thanks to us prefects! There are many more of our achievements, and the ones mentioned above are among the many. Nevertheless, I am very proud of all of my friends' dedication and achievements as prefects. Today we had our "supposedly" last meeting together. And we took that opportunity to take some crazy pictures.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081747465584630882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoX-ZUxp3GI/AAAAAAAAARM/eQdRmFCcQm4/s320/IMG_4662.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Cute pix.. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sze Wei&lt;/span&gt;, Me, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nancy, Suria&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081749239406124210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoYAAkxp3LI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bb-0DTTtit0/s320/IMG_4675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another cute pix of the gals... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081748255858613362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoX_HUxp3HI/AAAAAAAAARU/FrB1Nt7-m0s/s320/IMG_4666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The guys, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sam, Dex&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081749741917297874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoYAd0xp3NI/AAAAAAAAASE/qkUeI-rftWI/s320/IMG_4679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081749505694096578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoYAQExp3MI/AAAAAAAAAR8/rf9HfbCbpls/s320/IMG_4682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; up to their nonsense... "Fill in the Blank"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081748474901945474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoX_UExp3II/AAAAAAAAARc/OnkMFwX4VGQ/s320/IMG_4667.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The guys and I.. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sam, Dex&lt;/span&gt;, Me, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081771109379595490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoYT5kxp3OI/AAAAAAAAASM/GM1qEMYao2o/s320/add.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt;, we all know that I'm shorter than you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081749037542661282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoX_00xp3KI/AAAAAAAAARs/ylnBbj89_YI/s320/IMG_4672.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The whole clan + &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Sony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081748676765408402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoX_f0xp3JI/AAAAAAAAARk/lK-9YnQNq8Q/s320/IMG_4669.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Best Pix of the Day... My darling friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So even though we're retired prefects, we are most definately not retired as friends. I love my darling friends and I enjoyed spending every second with them, including marching in the rain with them once! Lolz... I am going to miss being a prefect, so I am very glad for the opportunity to be one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blueks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-8892390157455334390?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8892390157455334390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=8892390157455334390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/8892390157455334390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/8892390157455334390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-just-prefect-at-heart.html' title='Now Just A Prefect At Heart'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RoX-ZUxp3GI/AAAAAAAAARM/eQdRmFCcQm4/s72-c/IMG_4662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-1109169505794578161</id><published>2007-06-23T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:19:05.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Hari Koperasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari Koperasi-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ice-cream. Yes, I’m laying off ice-cream for the moment, no matter how much I love it. No, not because I’m on a diet, but after handling more than possibly 200 scoops of ice-cream, that very last thing you feel like having is of course, ice-cream. Ok, explanation time. I had my second and last &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari Koperasi&lt;/span&gt; (Coperative Society Day) on Friday 22 June 2007. It was super fun and everyone had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class and the other form 5 and upper 6 classes were given a chance to open up our own stall during that day and we can sell whatever we want, as long as its halal. Last Thursday our form teacher &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Goh&lt;/span&gt; discussed with us on what to sell. They came up with fruit lok-lok and sushi. Then &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CY&lt;/span&gt; told us that she used to sell ice-cream float at her former school during &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari Koperasi&lt;/span&gt; and made a whooping &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RM300&lt;/span&gt;plus! So &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; and I threw in that idea to our form teacher and she instantly put the both of us in charge of handling it. After that day, everyone was so busy preparing for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari Koperasi&lt;/span&gt;, including me. But I was extra busy because &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt; asked me to help him in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Song Request and Dedication&lt;/span&gt; thing that he will be doing on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can safely say that everyone was very much inattentive during this whole week as their minds were set on the preparation for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari Koperasi&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone kept running in and out of class till it was getting out of hand! But we did what we had to do to get things done. After &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Goh&lt;/span&gt; brought the list for approval, we decided to add in a few extra things and we divided and conquer all the tasks. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; and her gang did fruit salad, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lian Sian&lt;/span&gt; and her buddies handled the pearl milk, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; and another 6 of us handled the ice-cream cone/bun/cup and float, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Brice’s&lt;/span&gt; mum volunteered to make ALL the sushi, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lanny&lt;/span&gt; and her group handled the fruit lok-lok, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mei Fung&lt;/span&gt; and her friends did the class decoration, and&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Michelle&lt;/span&gt; and the others decorated our stall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079277463829106066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn038TMuTZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BzfKnJqNSyc/s320/IMG_4530.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; and the gangs' decorative piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But that was not all we were selling. Thanks to my mum, we are also selling pastry that will be ordered from one of the finest bakery in town. We got a lot of response from the teachers through this pastry sale and also from 4A. Apart from that, I think &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Goh&lt;/span&gt; is still selling the sponsored stuff from Taka and Kao Attack (soap powder). We were quite anxious when we learned about what the other classes are selling. 5C and 6A2 also came up with the ice-cream idea, 5F were selling just about everything, and 5B were selling pandan chicken. 5B’s secret weapon: &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt;. He can convince all his friends to buy whatever he’s selling. So we were facing stiff competition! But we improvised and try our best to do whatever we can. I even designed a flyer to be distributed to all the classes to attract them to our stall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079283944934755794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn091jMuTdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/yEtBpHScUsk/s320/ice.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dex &lt;/span&gt;and I along with 6 other people were busy handling the song request thing. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;and I were typing out a notice to inform everyone about it and we found it to be quite a struggling task. Because the two of us didn’t want it to sound like a notice with horribly broken English, or an averagely boring notice, we tried to get creative with it, but we had a hard time coming up with simple English words that the other students can understand! For example, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“serenading”&lt;/span&gt;. What’s a simple synonym for that word? We had to pause and think for almost 5 minutes. In the end we decided to go ahead with the word anyway. Apart from that, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt; instructed the DJs to come up with a list of songs in English, BM and Chinese. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt; couldn’t even think of more than 10! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Adumak…&lt;/span&gt; Lolz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going quite well and everyone was waiting for the day to come. And it did of course. The first thing we did was set up our stall at the canteen. You should have seen 5E’s stall, very &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;witchy&lt;/span&gt;. I’m pretty sure that it was &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Andy’s&lt;/span&gt; idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079276368612445570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn028jMuTYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YInLdd95Vvs/s320/IMG_4564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The bazaar at the school canteen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since everyone was so concentrated at the canteen the assembly ground was partly empty, even though assembly was suppose to start 10 minutes ago! During assembly, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr Bong&lt;/span&gt; gave another one of his long-winding sesat speeches. When he was done, everyone cheered! But instead of walking away, he turned back and gave another speech, a scolding speech. So I whispered to Sam, “&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I thought that he was going to say, “Thank you, thank you. Since you people like it so much, I’ll give another one.” “&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PENG…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After assembly, the fun began. Everyone rushed off to their stalls and the fun began. The sales started at 8.30am. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Liu Ann&lt;/span&gt; and I were scooping ice-cream the whole way. The first time I did the float, we poured too much Cola and the moment we stuck the straw into the float, the whole thing started to bubble up and flowed out of the cup! It was so funny! Our float was a hit, including our cones. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BTW YU FULL, our float didn't taste weird, you just chose the wrong flavours yourself. Mai kuai wa lang! Lolz...&lt;/span&gt; I think we sold more than 80cones. 5C tried to steal away our customers by setting up their ice-cream stall way up front at Block E, but I think they failed to deliver because everyone who entered the canteen didn’t have an ice-cream stick from 5C. In the words of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Akon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! Lolz. Everything was so hectic and the place was so noisy. I put my shouting to good use and we kept screaming, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Ice-cream, 80sen!”&lt;/span&gt; At the same time, the petanque competition was going on at the school field, which was really hot. So I told &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CY&lt;/span&gt; to bring some float over to sell, and it worked! She had to make three rounds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079268865304579330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn0wHzMuTQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6cuFTnxV4xE/s320/IMG_4532.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My classmates busy selling the goodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079272382882794802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn0zUjMuTTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BjvqUjKxYRo/s320/IMG_4562.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079273104437300546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn0z-jMuTUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DIkuqsxl47o/s320/IMG_4561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Suria, Mei Fang&lt;/span&gt;, me and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; selling &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ICE-CREAM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079275247625981298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn017TMuTXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sEDgJwE6oZ0/s320/IMG_4555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt;, the English DJs...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the bottom, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Blackie Dex&lt;/span&gt; arranging the dedications in my mum's office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079278387247074722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn04yDMuTaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/G0WIMOfacWA/s320/IMG_4556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The bazaar ended at 11.30. The whole time, I didn't leave my spot, but if I did, it was just to pull people to our stall to buy our ice-cream. Haha. Some of our school’s former students came and they bought ice-cream from our stall! Former 5A students supporting present 5A students, that’s the way things should work! Lolz. Then our trainee teacher from last year came too and guess from whom did she buy ice-cream from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079280186838371762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn06azMuTbI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Tf6uxHaBP5I/s320/IMG_4570.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sze Wei, Sam, Zhuang Tak, Miss Adeline, Kang Hong, Nancy, Yen Hua &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alas the day had to come to an end, and we cleared up the place. We didn’t manage to sell off the two opened tubs of ice-cream, so &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pn Goh&lt;/span&gt; asked us to pig it down, and we did! We were all tired, but we had fun. We have to contribute 30% of our profits to the school due to the whole fire incident, and I managed to get my aunt to sponsor RM100 for our ice-cream sale. Nevertheless, it was fun. So that was my very last &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Koperasi&lt;/span&gt;. I’m glad I had the time of my life. I’m not going to tell you our total profits. Because if I did, I’d have to kill you. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;Bluek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-1109169505794578161?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1109169505794578161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=1109169505794578161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/1109169505794578161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/1109169505794578161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/06/hari-koperasi.html' title='Hari Koperasi'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rn038TMuTZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BzfKnJqNSyc/s72-c/IMG_4530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-7713875606967955147</id><published>2007-06-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:07:28.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Teachers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-TEACHERS DAY-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Wednesday was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Teacher’s Day Celebration&lt;/span&gt;. It was actually suppose to be in May, but because of the whole chaos created by the fire, the school board decided to postpone it. The celebration was done in the school hall. Most of us were busy with all the preparation, and everyone had their specific job as discussed during the holidays last week. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pn Sony&lt;/span&gt; wanted me to be emcee of the event and told me to find a partner, preferably a guy. So the person that came to mind is of course, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(HEY YU FULL, it’s an honour to be chosen right? Haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK3gDMuTMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/OV0vj09gOJs/s1600-h/IMG_4299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076321491242339522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK3gDMuTMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/OV0vj09gOJs/s200/IMG_4299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt; and I: EMCEES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the day itself, the first thing that was done was the photo taking. First up were the teachers. It was so hard to tell the teachers apart that day because they were all wearing their pink batik uniform. So cute! When everything was almost ready, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pn Bong&lt;/span&gt; (the teacher in charge of the magazine club) sort of purposely stalled. She was waiting for the studio photographer to come to take the teachers photo. She said that the picture taken by him will be better, which I think is a big insult to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Yap&lt;/span&gt; who has been sacrificing his precious time to take pictures for the magazine. I really wanted to protest but it was too late. She’s so annoying sometimes. Luckily, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Bong&lt;/span&gt; didn’t want to wait any longer for the photographer, so we just used &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Yap’s&lt;/span&gt; camera. Yay! Haha. After the non-teaching staff’s turn was the morning session prefects. I was quite satisfied that everyone took their places without haste so we didn’t have to waste anytime. The teachers and the committees sat in front, boys on the left and girls on the right. After everyone was set, I realized that I myself didn’t have a seat, and since there was space at the boys’ side, I went there and sat between &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt;. I didn’t mind, since they are like my crazy insane brothers. Then suddenly Pastor asked me to move to the other side, apalah ni… Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we prefects all rushed to the hall, except &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/span&gt; and his crew (they had to keep all the tables and chairs that were used for the photo taking). We all got ready in our positions, and when the curtains were drawn, it was mine and&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Yu Full’s&lt;/span&gt; cue. He was really great, except for the fact that he spoke a little too fast, but I’m really proud of him for doing such a good job! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wah, I’m complementing you here Yu Full…&lt;/span&gt; When &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Bong&lt;/span&gt; went up there to give his speech, I think he was a little confused. The event that day was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Teachers Day&lt;/span&gt;. He was supposed to give a speech about the teachers and how wonderful they are and stuff. But instead, he focused more on the fire that happened quite some time ago. Alamak! So sesat… &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yu Full, Nancy&lt;/span&gt; and I were laughing about it. Apparently, he always seems to be &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“lost”&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to giving the right speeches at the right time. In the end, he said only a few sentenced about the teachers. Haiz swt…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the enlightening part was when the video clip from the teachers’ dinner was played. All the teachers were laughing at each other, especially the part when the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pn Poh, Mr Tan&lt;/span&gt; and the others were dancing, Then suddenly &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pn Poh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/span&gt; stood up for a few seconds and started dancing again! Haha. But unfortunately my mum and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pn Poh&lt;/span&gt; were wet blankets and asked us to stop playing the video, so only one quarter of the video was shown, and no one got the chance to see the mummies in action!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK1ozMuTII/AAAAAAAAANU/k-z24T4InWk/s1600-h/IMG_4295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076319442542939266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK1ozMuTII/AAAAAAAAANU/k-z24T4InWk/s200/IMG_4295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What teachers do during the function. Talk, and SMS... swt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then was the performance. I really pity the school band, because they sounded funny because the clarinet was off, the recorders hit some wrong notes. Overall, it was quite weird. But I felt sorry for them not for their off-performance, but because I was afraid that &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jackeline&lt;/span&gt; might scream at them. After that was the poem recital by language clubs. Fortunately for the teachers, there were only four performance and presentations, so they didn’t have to sit through so many stuff and nonsense.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK2LjMuTJI/AAAAAAAAANc/u3lQ14yn50U/s1600-h/IMG_4296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076320039543393426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK2LjMuTJI/AAAAAAAAANc/u3lQ14yn50U/s200/IMG_4296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK2vTMuTKI/AAAAAAAAANk/YLaehiL8DqU/s1600-h/IMG_4297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076320653723716770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK2vTMuTKI/AAAAAAAAANk/YLaehiL8DqU/s200/IMG_4297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation of the performance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK3IjMuTLI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ej_r1wHsTl0/s1600-h/IMG_4298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076321087515413682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK3IjMuTLI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ej_r1wHsTl0/s200/IMG_4298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nancy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Suria &lt;/span&gt;drawing the curtains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the event finally came to an end, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt; and I were about to professionally bid our farewell, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;blackie Dexter&lt;/span&gt; interrupted me and ask me to announce that we were going to replay the video. So I did, but the teachers didn’t want to watch, so they started to get off their seat and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt; and I quickly rapped things up. Whoa, what a day. The both of us were on our feet the whole time. When the prefects were clearing everything up, I approached&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Dex&lt;/span&gt; and asked him which teacher requested us to replay the video again. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt; said, “&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh………&lt;/span&gt; OMG, it was his fault that I embarrassed myself in front of all the teachers and students… I haven’t kill him yet, but I’m going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the teachers left the hall they proceeded to the two classrooms which were prepared for their lunch. When they were done, it was the prefects turn to finish up the food! Yay, one of the special privileges of being a prefect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK4VzMuTNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/REfrNiIWRjo/s1600-h/IMG_4300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076322414660308178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK4VzMuTNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/REfrNiIWRjo/s200/IMG_4300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Janet &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; enjoying lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, so that was my last teachers’ day. It was really enjoyable. So I guess I can consider it as a memorable one. Next Friday is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hari Koperasi&lt;/span&gt;. My class is setting up a booth, so come support us ya!&lt;br /&gt;Bluekz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-7713875606967955147?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7713875606967955147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=7713875606967955147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7713875606967955147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7713875606967955147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/06/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers Day'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RnK3gDMuTMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/OV0vj09gOJs/s72-c/IMG_4299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-1322657569991746928</id><published>2007-06-12T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T17:55:15.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its Time for a REVIEW'/><title type='text'>Ave Maria, she's HUGE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rm5cHzMuTFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hLBbg3kBV_A/s1600-h/200.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ave Maria, she's HUGE! -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.asianpopcorn.com/Korea/200PoundBeauty_poster_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another day, another movie conquered. Last Sunday, my mum, cousin, sis, bro and I went to the cinema to watch the Korean movie, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;200 Pound Beauty&lt;/span&gt;. Before I went in, I bumped into &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Faustine&lt;/span&gt;. She told me that the movie was not as funny as she expected. I have to admit that I was feeling slightly ignorant about her comment, because after watching two or three trailers of that movie previously on the day I went to watch &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates 3&lt;/span&gt;, I was really excited about the movie and judging from the trailer, I thought that it was a comedy movie. But when I watched the movie, I have to say, you really can't judge a book by its cover, or in this case, you can't judge a movie by its trailer! &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Faustine&lt;/span&gt; was right! It wasn't funny as expected. Hermz, here's the sypnosis of the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Han-Na is a very big girl with a warm heart. She is also gifted with an unbelievable voice from God. Han-Na has always wanted to be a pop-singer, but due to her appearance, could only work as a faceless singer. She provides the vocals for a popular singer named Ami, a beautiful young lady that can’t carry a note to save her life.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Han-Na is in love with Ami’s music producer, Sang-June, but it is a one-sided love. One day, Han-Na is invited to Sang-June’s birthday party and receives a red dress from him to wear to his party. Han-Na is excited, yet scared. The dress is revealing and quite extravagant. With her very large figure, she is not sure if she could wear such an outfit. She does eventually go to the birthday party in the red dress, but is mortified when petite Ami appears in the same red dress. During the course of the birthday party, Han-Na absorbs more emotional trauma and she simply disappears……..&lt;br /&gt;One year later, after Han-Na’s extreme makeover (major plastic surgery), Han-Na takes on a new identity and becomes Jenny. Jenny has a near perfect body and face. Nobody recognizes her, even her best friend. Meanwhile, the producer Sang-Jung is searching for a replacement singer for Ami, but can’t find anyone close to the talents of Han-na. Han-na as Jenny, now comes back into the picture and auditions for the job. Sang-Jung is immediately floored by her. She has the absolute beauty and that stunning voice. Soon afterwards, her dream that Sung-June will fall in love with her, is about to come true. Unfortunately, Ami is now jealous of her and feels threatened by her sudden success. She researches into Jenny’s background and comes up with the truth about her true identity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemaonline.com.my/movie/7200poundsbeauty02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cinemaonline.com.my/movie/7200poundsbeauty02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://star-ecentral.com/reviews/movie_reviews/2007/5/17200pb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://star-ecentral.com/reviews/movie_reviews/2007/5/17200pb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" height="343" alt="" src="http://star-ecentral.com/reviews/movie_reviews/2007/5/17200pb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you guys are really interested in knowing more about this movie, check out this website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemaonline.com.my/movie/movie.asp?search=200poundsbeauty"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;http://www.cinemaonline.com.my/movie/movie.asp?search=200poundsbeauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this is the official website (its in KOREAN!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sline2006.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sline2006.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;http://www.sline2006.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you guys want to have a glimpse of the movie, just enter the official website, click on the glittering korean words, and click on mulitmedia, but its in KOREAN! Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The movie was alright. There were a few funny parts, but I wouldn't be caught dead passing if off as a comedy movie. I do love the singing voice of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt;. I got immediate goosebumps when &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt; was up on stage for the first time, and she hit that very high note, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Mariaaaaaaaaa..."&lt;/span&gt; Wow, ave maria! Lolz. Everyone kept saying how touching the movie was. Some of my classmates even cried! Touching, yes. But not so much. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Suria&lt;/span&gt; said that &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sung-Jun&lt;/span&gt; is hot. Erm, I can only say that he's your typical "korean-guy" type of cute. Like &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt;. Cute, but not surprising, because he's KOREAN! Duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not much comment for this movie, its alright to watch, well, brace yourselves for the many foul language that you will read at the subtitles. But don't go into the theatre expecting it to be a comedy movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bluekz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-1322657569991746928?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1322657569991746928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=1322657569991746928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/1322657569991746928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/1322657569991746928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/06/ave-maria-shes-huge.html' title='Ave Maria, she&apos;s HUGE!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-5702008105945745336</id><published>2007-06-06T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:30:38.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its Time for a REVIEW'/><title type='text'>MOVIES MOVIES MOVIES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-MOVIES MOVIES MOVIES!!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. In this month, 3 is arguably the most famous number around the world. Why is that so? Well, because of three common factors. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spiderman 3, Shrek 3&lt;/span&gt;, and of course, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean 3&lt;/span&gt;. The trilogy of the three movies has taken the world by storm and fans from all over has fled to local cinemas to watch the three movies that are out, including yours truly. I had fun watching the three movie, and I did it all in the same day! It was my cousin's 22nd bday (yes ouk,you're gettin old) and she brought my bro, sis and I to watch the three movies at &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Star Cineplax&lt;/span&gt;. Hurray... Bluekz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.accesshollywood.com/assets/images/200703/200x150/24259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We first watch&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Pirates of the Caribbean 3&lt;/span&gt; at 2.15pm. Luckily we got there in time because I was afraid that there wouldn't be any seats left, since it was such a popular movie. Shiver me timbers, the movie was great! I love Pirates 1, 2 and 3! I sort of have a "thing" for pirates. Mix that "thing" with another "thing" for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt; and you get ... I don't know what you get. You get ME I guess. Lolz. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jack Sparrows&lt;/span&gt; was so funny! His character is like, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mick Jagger&lt;/span&gt; meets &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ozzy Osbourne&lt;/span&gt;! And &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt; did a fantastic job as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;. I think &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; looks his best as a crazy drunken pirate more than anywhere else. Weird aye? Lolz. I loved the part when he was in &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Davey Jones' Locker&lt;/span&gt; and the "stone" (white crab) was following him, then he turned around and said to the stone, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Shoo..."&lt;/span&gt; hahaha... Arr, he be totally insane now, what with being in &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Davey Jones' Locker&lt;/span&gt;, arr... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tonyong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was brilliant enough to post funny dialogues from the show in her blog. Go check it out! I also loved the one where&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Captain Barbossa&lt;/span&gt; was arguing with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jack &lt;/span&gt;about who was captain! I love love love &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Young Master William Turner&lt;/span&gt;. He's so freakin cute! Not to mention his Brit accent! Haha. What happened of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; in the end was really surprising. In order to save his life,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Jack Sparrows&lt;/span&gt; used &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will's &lt;/span&gt;hand and pierced &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Davey Jones'&lt;/span&gt; heart. And since the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Flying Dutchman&lt;/span&gt; MUST have a captain, the new captain of the ship is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Captain William Turner&lt;/span&gt;. Hermz, not so scary when you say it right? Try saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Dayvey Jones' Lockar... arr" (Davey Jones' Locker)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Will Tarner's Lockar... arr" (Will Turner's Locker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sounds weird right? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Davey Jones&lt;/span&gt; is more scary because when you say his name, you think of Octopus-face, and you go, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Eeewwww..."&lt;/span&gt; But when you say &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will Turner&lt;/span&gt;, you think of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt;, and you go, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"*sigh....*"&lt;/span&gt; Lolz... The sad part is, now that he's the captain of the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Flying Dutchman&lt;/span&gt;, he's torn apart from &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Elizabeth Swann&lt;/span&gt;. Although he only has 1 day on shore and 10 years a sea, 10 years is a really long time! The wait must be absolute torture! Oh well, better one day than none at all right? I hope that there will be a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean 4.&lt;/span&gt; If there is, I won't be surprised if it was about the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fountain of Youth&lt;/span&gt;. And I also hope that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keira Knightley&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Elizabeth Swann&lt;/span&gt;) will agree to resume her role in the movie because last I heard on &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E! News&lt;/span&gt;, she said that she did not want to do anymore big movies because she doesn't like being so far away from home! Oh dearie me... Anyway, if any of you have not watched this movie yet, you'd better be on your way down to the cinema to catch it because this is a can't miss! Lolz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.los40.com.mx/images/spiderman3_300806-1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then at 6.45pm we watched&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Spiderman 3&lt;/span&gt;. Unlike &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates&lt;/span&gt;, this movies was just ok. Not all that superb or awesome. Everything was moving around too fast, it was hard to see. And very confusing. And I didn't like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Peter Parker's&lt;/span&gt; new personality. Also, I think &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tobey McGuire&lt;/span&gt; has put on a little weight. Wouldn't you agree? Lolz. This movie didn't really intrigued me like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates&lt;/span&gt; did, but it did have some funny moments. Like the time &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Peter Parker&lt;/span&gt; was walking down the streets of &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt; while doing this really stupid cocky dance, and all the girls were like, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Ugh, whatever!"&lt;/span&gt; Haha. That dance was kinda gross by the way... And when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt; went into the French Restaurant, the French guy pronounced his name as &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Peter Peckeir&lt;/span&gt;! Lolz so funny. Although, it was a shame that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Harry Osbourne&lt;/span&gt; died, otherwise there could have been a new team, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spidey and Goblin Jr&lt;/span&gt;, that is, if &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spidey &lt;/span&gt;don't mind sharing the glory. I won't really recommend this movie, but if you really want to know about what happened in the movie, you'd be better off if someone explained the sypnosis to you. Bluekz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.omegabetazeta.de/download/shrek3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ten minutes after &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spiderman 3&lt;/span&gt;, we went into the same theatre to watch &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/span&gt;. I think that this movie was better than &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spiderman 3&lt;/span&gt;, but not as good as &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates 3&lt;/span&gt;. It was realy funny and definately more entertaining than &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spidey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Donkey&lt;/span&gt; was still up to his nonsense and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt; is about to be a dad! One of the best part of this movie is that it is funny from beginning to the end! And this time, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt; was there to lend his voice as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Princess Fiona's&lt;/span&gt; cousin, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Arthur&lt;/span&gt;! I liked the part when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Arthur &lt;/span&gt;sounded like a baby and pretended to cry! There were so many funny parts and so many dialogues! Another good thing about&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Shrek&lt;/span&gt; is that you can see real-life antics in it. But this time, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/span&gt; didn't have much of those compared to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek 2&lt;/span&gt;. In &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek 2&lt;/span&gt;, we saw &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Puss &lt;/span&gt;doing the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JLo &lt;/span&gt;dance from a movie, and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doing the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt; move and so much more. Anyway, you should really watch this movie. It doesn't matter if you are an eight year old kid like my sister, a teenager like me, or an old lady with dentures (eekkk!!), you'll enjoy this movie and have fun laughing at it! If you're deciding whether to watch &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spiderman 3&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek 3 &lt;/span&gt;at the movie, ditch &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spidey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and stick with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt;. But ultimately, in my opinion, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is the best, because &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt; is in it! Lolz lolz lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.justfollowlaw.com.sg/chinese/images/castGurmit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the next day at home my brother and I watch&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Wild Hogs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just Follow Law&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wild Hogs &lt;/span&gt;isn't all that great, quite boring, even though there were funny parts here and there. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just Follow Law&lt;/span&gt; is better. Staring &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gurmit Singh&lt;/span&gt; (actor of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Phua Chu Kang&lt;/span&gt;) in the Singporian movie. It displays the Singaporian &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"kiasu-ism"&lt;/span&gt; within the big bosses in a company. Anyway, its a really funny movie and&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Gurmit Singh&lt;/span&gt; is really good. In the movie, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lim Teng Zhui&lt;/span&gt; (an office groundsman of the E&amp;P Department) switches body with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tania Chew&lt;/span&gt; (played by &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Fann Wong&lt;/span&gt;, as the Director of the E&amp;amp;P Department) after a car accident. Through the switch, the pair learned a lot about life and a lot about themselves. The movie is really funny with funny actions and funny dialogues. My favourite is when this old guy, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Uncle Tiong&lt;/span&gt; fainted because of a heart-attack, everyone was like, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Quick, give him mouth-to-mouth!"&lt;/span&gt; Then this &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; guy spoke up and said, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Is he halal?"&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha... Really funny and silly, very much better than&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Spidey&lt;/span&gt;. Lolz, so don't forget to watch the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After watching all those movies, the next movies I want to watch are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;200 Pound Beauty&lt;/span&gt; (a Korean movie), &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fantastic Four, Transformes, Surf's Up&lt;/span&gt;, and so much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I highly recommend that you watch &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pirates 3, Just Follow Law, 200 Pound Beauty&lt;/span&gt; (yes, its in theatres now) and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You won't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till next time for another review!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-5702008105945745336?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5702008105945745336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=5702008105945745336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/5702008105945745336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/5702008105945745336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/06/movies-movies-movies.html' title='MOVIES MOVIES MOVIES!!!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-2486389830896685214</id><published>2007-06-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:05:38.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Holiday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-HOLIDAY BLUES-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Argh, what kind of holiday is this? When other people are sleeping til late noon in their cosy little beds, I'm at school working on the school magazine. I did call in some people to come help, but only two turned up, and I'm loving them so much right now! The rest couldn't make it due to valid reasons, but no hard feelings. I just wished that my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Head of Graphics&lt;/span&gt; is more serious about this, because most of the work left is her department. We need to get the designs ready and stuff. Hope we can get it all done before the end of the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Felix&lt;/span&gt; and his whacko friend &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Harold&lt;/span&gt; joined this &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Astronomy&lt;/span&gt; course at the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;State Library&lt;/span&gt;. They learned about the galaxies, astromony stuff and so on. They even learned to build a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;homemade telescope&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;water-rocket launcher&lt;/span&gt;. Lolz. We went to the library on Sunday night to &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;star gaze&lt;/span&gt;. We used a quite powerful telescope and we saw the moon upclose. I even got the chance to see &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jupiter&lt;/span&gt; and four of its moons! So cool.. On Monday, the night sky was clear and there weren't any clouds. So my brother took out his telescope and we saw the surface of the moon. OMG its beautiful! So bright, so round, and also very "holly". We saw loads of craters on the moon, but it was still very interesting to look at. The moon is about&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 400 000&lt;/span&gt; (plus plus) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;km&lt;/span&gt; from the Earth. Then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Harold&lt;/span&gt; was busy looking for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sirius&lt;/span&gt;, the biggest and closest star to the Earth, but had trouble focusing. So I gazed up into the night sky and saw clutters of stars of which patterns are formed. I took out my brother's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Constellation Chart&lt;/span&gt;, played connect the dots, and I found four stars/constellations! They are&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Crux, Haber, Centaurus&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lupus&lt;/span&gt;! So cool. They are Southward, and apparently &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Crux&lt;/span&gt; is the 12th brightest star. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Crux&lt;/span&gt; is a kite shaped constellation which has four stars. The top, left (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mimosa&lt;/span&gt;) and bottom (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Acrux&lt;/span&gt;) star of the constellation is brighter and bigger compared to the star on the right. It's very unique, so don't forget to watch out for it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted to take the picture of the amazingly beautiful stars, but the image formed on the camera wasn't clear. Lolz I can't wait for the night sky to be cloudless again so that I can pester my brother to take out his telescope again! I love &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;star gazing&lt;/span&gt;! Its a killer towards the neck, but I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lolz, I went to the new supermarkets opposite &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Choice Daily&lt;/span&gt; and I came across this really cute cap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070767819777048354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rl78d0xK_yI/AAAAAAAAAM0/itApHn92TIo/s320/edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ya it says &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BROTHER&lt;/span&gt;. It reminded me of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;, so I took the picture. Haha. Since when did he come out with his own brand and label? Haha. Somehow lots of things nowadays remind me of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;. Miss him loads, very mucho. I never had a person who is so close to me is so far away from me now. Hopefully he'll come back for a visit so that we can talk, hang, and I can annoy him once more. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will be heading back for kampung tomorrow. Not sure whether I can go for the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Synergy Youth Concert&lt;/span&gt;. Not that it matters though. Its not going to make any difference to the world whether I go or not. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;BROTHER: Holla! Like the pix? hehe... holla back yarz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-2486389830896685214?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2486389830896685214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=2486389830896685214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2486389830896685214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2486389830896685214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/06/holiday-blues.html' title='Holiday Blues'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rl78d0xK_yI/AAAAAAAAAM0/itApHn92TIo/s72-c/edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-2569888600827536116</id><published>2007-05-28T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:52:30.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Teachers Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-TEACHER'S DINNER-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Friday was the Teacher’s Dinner at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Harbour View Hotel&lt;/span&gt;. The members of the prefect committee board were invited along, and we were also involved in the preparation of the dinner. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng, Dexter, Samuel, Nancy, Cindy, Teck Sio&lt;/span&gt;ng and I, (+ &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt;) had our hands tied up because of it. On Thursday, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nancy, Cindy, Janet&lt;/span&gt; and I were busy preparing the door gifts for the teachers. The door gifts were a personalised towel, a few pens and pencils, a cute keychain or magnet, a new name card and a lanyard. It took us two days to complete everything, and the worst part was that there were more than 130 gifts to prepare and we were still in the middle of our exams! Then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng, Dex, Sam&lt;/span&gt; and I stayed back on Thursday afternoon to design the brochure for that night. It was a good thing I knew how to use &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Microsoft Publisher&lt;/span&gt;! This is what it looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlwaEUxK_wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/TZ6OMPfN1lY/s1600-h/brochure1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069955942109085442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlwaEUxK_wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/TZ6OMPfN1lY/s320/brochure1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069957737405415186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rlwbs0xK_xI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IzEbyJ0zZFo/s320/brochure2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The brochure design. Its suppose to be folded into three parts. The last column of the 1st pix is the first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; even wrote a poem for the teachers. Haha, not bad aye? I know most people won’t believe that he wrote it, but he really did! We felt pretty satisfied about our design, but when we went to photostate in the next day, it looked terrible because the grey and white ink didn’t blend with the pink paper that the teacher wanted to use. Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night came and the first thing we prefects did was hand out the teacher’s gift at the entrance. It was pretty hectic because some teachers came together at the same time and we had t&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsHcExK_pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hzgf18FN_2k/s1600-h/pn+poh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069653984433340050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsHcExK_pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hzgf18FN_2k/s200/pn+poh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o rummage through 10 plastic bags to look for their gifts. It was a good thing I suggested earlier on that we made a list of names to clip on the outside of the plastic bags to make it easier to search for the teacher’s gift bag. Before the dinner started, the nine of us sat at the table that is fully reserved for prefects while the other four sat with the teachers at the back. The night started off just like any other ordinary dinner, but when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Poh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Sony&lt;/span&gt; started &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“karoeke-ing”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, all the other teachers went on a hype! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/span&gt; went up there and started dancing, followed by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Alicia, Mr Lim&lt;/span&gt; and so on! It was so funny to see them act like that and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt; commented that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/span&gt; danced like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Bean&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time after that, I &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsJUExK_sI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xJXNVJpYDbI/s1600-h/mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069656046017642178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsJUExK_sI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xJXNVJpYDbI/s200/mum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to the back to discuss something with the other prefects, and when I turned around, I found my mum and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Lim&lt;/span&gt; dancing in the middle of the room! I was like OMG… Haha… Then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Cosmos&lt;/span&gt; sang, boy can he sing! He has a really great voice! Oh ya, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Sony&lt;/span&gt; has a really great voice too! A new side of the teachers was discovered that night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then came the first game. Each table was given a pack of straws and everyone at the table had to cooperate to build or make something out of the straws. We prefects went to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Cosmos’&lt;/span&gt; table to see what our &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; teacher came up with. But all he &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsGf0xK_oI/AAAAAAAAALs/3797ZSncqag/s1600-h/umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069652949346221698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsGf0xK_oI/AAAAAAAAALs/3797ZSncqag/s200/umbrella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made was an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;umbrella&lt;/span&gt;! Haha. Some teachers made houses and boats. They even made the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KL Twin Tower&lt;/span&gt;! You’d think that the teachers, who are so dead serious in school, would think that this game was silly and that they wouldn’t even bother. But it was the exact opposite and they really had fun doing really silly things they wouldn’t normally do in school on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some singing and lucky draws, the second game was played. I think it was by far the most hectic and funniest game played by teachers that night! It’s called &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mummy Return&lt;/span&gt;, where the teachers were given toilet paper and they had to dress up their unfortunate friend with the given item. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Alicia&lt;/span&gt; was dressed in a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hawaiian Hula&lt;/span&gt; outfit, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Miss Fu&lt;/span&gt; became the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;, but the best was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Mohd Allin&lt;/span&gt; (one of the school grounds man). He looked like a real mummy, and he even had a Pharaoh’s necklace made out of the loo roll tube around his neck! Because he was wrapped up so tight, he had to HOP all the way up to stage. To spice things up, he stretched out his arms while hoping! He looked like a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese mo-kui&lt;/span&gt; (ghost)! Then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Poh&lt;/span&gt; saw him hoping up to stage she also joined in and started hoping with him!! Honestly, we prefects got to see a new side of the teachers and they didn’t care that we students were there, they still went all out and had a blast, which was super fun for us to watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsCWkxK_hI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XKaX-s8YibQ/s1600-h/miss+fu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069648392385920530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsCWkxK_hI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XKaX-s8YibQ/s200/miss+fu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069648924961865250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsC1kxK_iI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Y1f3mD7Qtao/s200/statue+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clockwise:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Statue of Liberty! The Mummy Allin, and the other mummies...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsD60xK_kI/AAAAAAAAALM/qMU_XQzdknA/s1600-h/mummies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069650114667806274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsD60xK_kI/AAAAAAAAALM/qMU_XQzdknA/s200/mummies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069654748937518754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsIIkxK_qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_zrNRljqx3w/s200/mummy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything else went on as planned and somewhere along the line I managed to take some pictures with my darling friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rlr_JExK_cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dcjpbYsN2p4/s1600-h/sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069644861922803138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rlr_JExK_cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dcjpbYsN2p4/s200/sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rlr-cUxK_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2IrE4DMTiUo/s1600-h/dex.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069644093123657138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rlr-cUxK_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2IrE4DMTiUo/s200/dex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam (outside gals toilet!!) and Dex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsFCkxK_mI/AAAAAAAAALc/b55wAHMSsHI/s1600-h/suria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069651347323420258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsFCkxK_mI/AAAAAAAAALc/b55wAHMSsHI/s200/suria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsEb0xK_lI/AAAAAAAAALU/SS83QGFftxM/s1600-h/siang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069650681603489362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsEb0xK_lI/AAAAAAAAALU/SS83QGFftxM/s200/siang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suria and Teck Siong&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsA4ExK_fI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2PcR09PeUX8/s1600-h/jia+seng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069646768888282610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsA4ExK_fI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2PcR09PeUX8/s200/jia+seng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsFy0xK_nI/AAAAAAAAALk/DTE9HW3pRNg/s1600-h/sze+we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069652176252108402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsFy0xK_nI/AAAAAAAAALk/DTE9HW3pRNg/s200/sze+we.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jia Seng (he had fun seeing how short i am) and Sze Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the night ended, we prefects had to choose the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;King and Queen of the Night&lt;/span&gt;, as well as the teacher who dressed and harmonized with the theme of the night which was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Secret of Garden”&lt;/span&gt; (don’t ask, we didn’t come up with the name). &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Hendrew&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Pn Poh&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;King and Queen&lt;/span&gt; because they were the most sporting teachers that night, what with all the singing and their crazy antics! The very best part was that when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Bong&lt;/span&gt;, our school principal, gave out the prize to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pn Poh&lt;/span&gt;, she did a little dance and wiggle and he also danced and wiggle a little on stage in front of everyone!! I bet everyone was shocked to see him do that because he’s usually very rasional, uptight and very strict in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone has gone back, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ting Ming, Yen Sia, Jia Seng, Dex, Sam&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; went for a walk at waterfront. The initial plan was to catch a movie, but &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; changed his mind. He kept asking me to follow them, but my mum didn’t allow me because it was already very late at night. He even went to ask for my mum’s permission! Goodness… Then my mum and some of her friends stayed back for happy hour (karoeke), and I had to wait for them to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really fun night and we were the first ever prefects to attend any teachers function! Yay! We got to witness first hand the teachers let their hair down and go all crazy and nuts! I wasn’t really surprised at all, because my mum has told me before about what they do during their dinner. I’m just glad I got to spend some more time and have fun with my dear prefect friends. I’m looking forward to the next time we get to sit down together and have this much fun and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsAOExK_eI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0F_yzqIo-5A/s1600-h/fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069646047333776866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlsAOExK_eI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0F_yzqIo-5A/s320/fam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best pix of the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-2569888600827536116?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2569888600827536116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=2569888600827536116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2569888600827536116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/2569888600827536116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/05/teachers-dinner.html' title='Teachers Dinner'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RlwaEUxK_wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/TZ6OMPfN1lY/s72-c/brochure1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-3506758946377097114</id><published>2007-05-25T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:48:53.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Exams Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-EXAMS OVER!!-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG I can’t believe that exams are finally O-V-E-R. I had to sit for more than 20 papers in 12 days. That was not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class had to move to the 6A1 class because some idiot decided that it was FUN to set the school on fire. They first attacked the worker’s shed and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; room on the 12th, right after sports day. I really pity the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; people because 30 years worth of records and trophies are now ashes on the ground. At first I thought that someone was not happy with the fact that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; won first place in the marching competition in Sports Day, but the second fire happened early Monday morning. They burnt Block C, MY block where MY classroom is. The very moment I set foot in school, I quickly rushed off to see the block. The upper part of the two-storey block was totally gone. A total of 6 classes, but fortunately the fire didn’t get to the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chemistry &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Physics &lt;/span&gt;lab, otherwise there would have been a cosmic explosion (due to the flammable and reactive chemicals and gases in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; lab) and there would have been serious casualty because that Block is near resident houses. When I glanced up my classroom from behind the Firemen’s yellow tape, I could still see fire burning on top of the roof. Luckily, my mum and the other higher authority staff had a brief meeting and decided on what to do. So exams still had to go on despite all the commotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who did it is really stupid to have set the second fire, because now he turned it into a big-scale investigation. Hopefully the police are able to apprehend that idiot, but I have absolutely no faith in Malaysian justice system, and you should know why. That whole incident really made headlines, even the former Minister of something came to pay the school a visit. Sure enough it was major gossip among the students. Everyone would be joking and playfully throw accusations at everyone, nothing serious though. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jarell&lt;/span&gt; even joked saying, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Wah, when the firemen rush inside the Biology lab to put out the fire, later they see the skeletons and they would panic and go “Who die?? Who die??” but after investigating they’d realize that its just fake bones.”&lt;/span&gt; Lolz….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the heat eventually died down (but not enough to disappear) and everyone focused their attention towards something else, exams. Wow, this semester exams are really hard. Even &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; said, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Nevermind la, just die this paper also. Afterall, we died in the other papers, so die one more nevermind also…”&lt;/span&gt; Maybe its because it’s the first time we are sitting for full paper and we’re not used to it yet. As usual, there was a lot of communication going on in my class during exams. You know what I mean. I also did some communication of my own! But don’t fret, I didn’t cheat. I mostly whisper to my friends and together we’d express how much we DON’T know how to do the paper. Even &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua &lt;/span&gt;was doing weird expressions and gesture to himself just because he didn’t know how to answer the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt; paper. It was great entertainment! If I feel bored and frustrated at answering the questions, I’d look up and around and wait for someone to look back at me. That’s when the communication starts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(whisper)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ah-Ng, you know how to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AH-NG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Me too…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AH-NG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Die lor…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lolz… I mostly communicated with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ah-Ng, Nancy, CY, Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; were nice enough to explain to me the questions that I was not sure of. I’m so glad I sat next to them. So that was how it was throughout the 12 days of exams. My favourite conversation was during &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Physics paper 2&lt;/span&gt;. Thank goodness during the last half-hour of the exam, it was &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; period, so &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Cosmos&lt;/span&gt; came into my class. That’s when everyone started asking him questions. Of course he helped us! Lolz… I asked him so many questions till I had a rough idea of how to answer the paper. I wasn’t the only who did that. Then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Cosmos&lt;/span&gt; declared something to us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MR COSMOS&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ai si ah… The paper very hard ah. I tried to do it this morning.&lt;br /&gt;VERY hard ah… I don’t even know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;I just see the questions look very nice in the reference book, so I put it lor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*peng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha, yup. That’s my&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; Physics&lt;/span&gt; teacher for you. The man is a genius, but he’s very blur most of the time. He didn’t even realize that there was a mistake in one of the essay questions until the last 20 minutes of exam. Then there was one question that I had no clue as to what it meant. So I turned to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; and asked him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joshua, what does this question mean ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JOSHUA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don’t know. But I know that the answer is “high refractive index”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*shocked*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ha? Seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JOSHUA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ya, the teacher told me just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*swt*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Physics &lt;/span&gt;paper was by far the most fun paper during exams. Not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;. This time I didn’t even go through chapter by chapter. That’s because the teacher told us in full detail about what questions are coming out in the structure and essay part. She also told us that past year questions from year 2004-2005 will be out in the objective section. So we all took the short cut and studied what she told us, we also went to photostate the past year questions and practically memorize the answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since exams are over, the holiday has just started. But I will be haunted till the day I get my papers back, because I know I didn’t do very well. Got study, don’t know how to do. Don’t study, also don’t know how to do. Haiz. I got this cool equation from &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Study = No fail …(1)&lt;br /&gt;No Study = Fail …(2)&lt;br /&gt;(1)+(2):&lt;br /&gt;Study + No Study = No Fail + Fail&lt;br /&gt;Factorise it:&lt;br /&gt;Study(1+No) = Fail(1+No)&lt;br /&gt;Therefore:&lt;br /&gt;Study = Fail&lt;br /&gt;No Study = No Fail&lt;br /&gt;So, study for what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lolz… My friends nonsense number 1 one… Anyway, will be attending &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teacher’s Dinner&lt;/span&gt; tonight, so I have to go prepare now. Will post about it after the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-3506758946377097114?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3506758946377097114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=3506758946377097114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/3506758946377097114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/3506758946377097114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/05/exams-over.html' title='Exams Over!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-445077347941687513</id><published>2007-05-15T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T18:16:18.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>My Very Last Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-MY VERY LAST SPORTS DAY-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl_tr8VOII/AAAAAAAAAJc/lM0uJRZxFSM/s1600-h/P5100696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064719678821447810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl_tr8VOII/AAAAAAAAAJc/lM0uJRZxFSM/s320/P5100696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The flag carriers (left to right) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yen Hua&lt;/span&gt; (Asst Head Prefect), &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; (Head Prefect) and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ting Ming&lt;/span&gt; (Asst Head Prefect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow. I can’t believe I just had my very last sports day in my dearly beloved school, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SMK Bandar Kuching No.1&lt;/span&gt; on 10-11 May. It’s actually quite late to have our sports day during this month, but this was the only available time as the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jubilee Ground&lt;/span&gt; was totally booked. Anyway, since it was my very last sports day, I simply had to go and enjoy myself, even if it meant sacrificing two days of study time and being under the sun for prefect duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the most enjoyable sports day ever! It started off with marching, with the school band in the lead, followed by us prefects, then the uniform bodies i.e. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scouts&lt;/span&gt; etc., then the sports houses. I think we prefects were quite nervous about it, because we did well in the first half, but individually made errors now and then, including me. It was quite hard to hear &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dexter’s&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng’s&lt;/span&gt; command since we were marching behind the school band. So noisy. Haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl6Db8VN9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/raUtnvQyqWk/s1600-h/P5100017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064713455413835730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl6Db8VN9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/raUtnvQyqWk/s320/P5100017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prefect's "decent" marching lead by&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Dex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl6Sr8VN-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HkB3tGzra5c/s1600-h/P5100018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064713717406840802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl6Sr8VN-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HkB3tGzra5c/s320/P5100018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl6s78VN_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/v9p9A0_zFZc/s1600-h/P5100022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714168378406898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl6s78VN_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/v9p9A0_zFZc/s320/P5100022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top: From left to right, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John, Scouts, BB, PBSM, KPJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bottom: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prefects ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl69r8VOAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3CX6PTsYnTI/s1600-h/P5100024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714456141215746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl69r8VOAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3CX6PTsYnTI/s320/P5100024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl7rr8VOBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Z5wryQss9l0/s1600-h/P5100029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064715246415198226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl7rr8VOBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Z5wryQss9l0/s320/P5100029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; reciting the Athletes Oath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the whole opening ceremony, we prefects quickly sprung into our sections for duties while the athletes got ready for the first event. I was in charge of time keeping sections, so I got the chance to watch every single race for both days. A few junior prefect candidates were there with me. They were great and I basically had no problems with them. Unfortunately, the juniors were better than the seniors who were also under me for both days. On Thursday I had this senior with me that basically pisses everyone off. She tried to ponteng her duty, and then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ting Min&lt;/span&gt;g and I caught her. She’s so dead because I’m going tell Mr Tan about her. Normally I wouldn’t be this “mean”, but since she has been rude to me and some of the other committee members, only showed up for marching practise once, refused to show up for rehearsal which cost us points, didn’t listen to my instructions the day before, it was just too much and we (the whole committee board) are not going to let her get away with this. Grr… I suppose it was just unfortunate for her that she was assigned under me. When you work under me, I expect discipline and proper cooperation. Sheesh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from that problem girl, I had loads of fun. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ah-Ng&lt;/span&gt; was so sweet to wait for me to go for lunch. Hehe. He was supposed to go with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kang Hong&lt;/span&gt; and the rest, but since I asked him to wait for me, he didn’t go with them. Lolz. He ended up on a car ride with me, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Suria&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mei Fang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hock Lee&lt;/span&gt;. Then we met &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kang Hong&lt;/span&gt; there after we ate. Apparently they went to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Crown Towers&lt;/span&gt; just to go to the toilet… Haiz… After lunch, we walked back. My gosh it was exhausting! But when you’re with your friends, you enjoy the company so much that you don’t really mind the tiring walk, sort of… Then when we got back, we went on to resume our duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both days were pretty much the same, but they have their own highlights. On Thursday, there was this girl who was exhausted from running one of the events, by the time she reached the finishing line, instead of crossing it like everyone else, she walked parallel to it! Everyone was like, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“CROSS THE LINE!! CROSS IT!!”&lt;/span&gt; The poor thing was so exhausted she was so blur and she turned walked back, but still parallel to the line. FINALLY, after much shouting and confusion, she FINALLY crossed the line. Haha. Since my station was near the long jump area, I got the chance to watch &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;and the gang jump. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; is really good, he jumped quite far, but I think Cornelius jumped further. I really feel sorry for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; because he came so very close to breaking the high jump record, but his butt terkena the pole, so… Poor thing. He was really upset and heartbroken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl8m78VOCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/STVAi3GLjFo/s1600-h/P5100087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064716264322447394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl8m78VOCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/STVAi3GLjFo/s200/P5100087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064716616509765682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl87b8VODI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8T238i6Y0BY/s200/P5110139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; and his long jump (left), and his attempt to break the high jump record (right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apart from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prefects&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KPJS&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interact Club&lt;/span&gt; also had their share of work. The second day, I stayed back during the break. I heard the song request and dedications that we handled by the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interact Club&lt;/span&gt;. My goodness. The messages were mostly, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“TO XXXX, FROM XXXX, msg: I LOVE YOU FOREVER”&lt;/span&gt; I heard that so many times, now I know who the latest couples are! Goodness. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day is obviously the best day ever. After all the events, we had the open event, which is a 4X100 relay and is opened to everyone, including outsiders. The teams included &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Athletes group&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;former students group&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prefects group&lt;/span&gt;. The moment the representatives from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prefects group&lt;/span&gt; stepped into the track, I was like, OMG!!!!!! They were &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Magnus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ing Sio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing wrong with that, right? What really shocked me was what they were wearing! They didn’t wear a shirt, they wore the afternoon session prefects vest, and their muscles were showing! Haha. I told them they look very “manly”. Apparently, they initially didn’t want to wear any shirt at all! Haha. They ended up getting fourth, which is really good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RkmARr8VOJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QewvgBJtn8A/s1600-h/P5110079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064720297296738450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RkmARr8VOJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QewvgBJtn8A/s320/P5110079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school athletes and my mum. (left to right) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam, Cornelius, Jia Seng, Sir Pol, Jing Nam and Andy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;However, that was not the event that got everyone excited. The very last event got everyone so worked up, it was utter chaos! It was the first ever &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;TEACHER’S 8X50&lt;/span&gt; relay race! Wow! All the students were so excited to see the teachers run. They even ran together with them (behind the teachers la…). We were all quite shocked to see the teachers act like us. They can really run man! Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl4fL8VN5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/AIPwlsSQ_S8/s1600-h/P5110119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064711733131949970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl4fL8VN5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/AIPwlsSQ_S8/s320/P5110119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teachers are ACTUALLY running!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that cool event, it was the long expected closing. The uniform bodies and the houses were at the field waiting to hear the results. Marching competition for the uniform bodies fell the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt;! Yay… Second was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt;, and third was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PREFECT BOARD&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! OMG!! We were so happy! All that training for two months had really paid off baby! And the best part is, we made HISTORY!!! This is the first time the prefects didn’t get LAST placing! Haha! Rejoice! Lolz… And I can’t believe we beat the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Scouts&lt;/span&gt;. When i walked past them, they were all teary and red-eye and sniffling. I guess &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jia Seng&lt;/span&gt; scolded them or something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl9y78VOEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QhGbiK18U0M/s1600-h/P5110136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064717569992505410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl9y78VOEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QhGbiK18U0M/s320/P5110136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dear prefect-family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl-9L8VOHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4dG-x5W_Wno/s1600-h/P5110912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064718845597792370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl-9L8VOHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4dG-x5W_Wno/s320/P5110912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl-Y78VOFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H6kNFD_u5tU/s1600-h/P5110157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064718222827534418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl-Y78VOFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H6kNFD_u5tU/s320/P5110157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt; taking our 3rd place price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottom: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Teck Siong&lt;/span&gt; taking 6th place price for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KPJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl-s78VOGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NVH_YY727N8/s1600-h/P5110154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064718566424918114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl-s78VOGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NVH_YY727N8/s320/P5110154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My very last sports day ended with a blast! I had so much fun, and even though I won’t be a student of this school next year, I’m still going to go back to watch Sports Day again! Hehe… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-445077347941687513?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/445077347941687513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=445077347941687513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/445077347941687513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/445077347941687513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-very-last-sports-day-wow.html' title='My Very Last Sports Day'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rkl_tr8VOII/AAAAAAAAAJc/lM0uJRZxFSM/s72-c/P5100696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-7144738091281605488</id><published>2007-05-08T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T13:00:22.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakespear Sheep'/><title type='text'>Sepi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-SEPI-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sebuah sajak BM)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dalam kesunyian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wajahmu asyik terbayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Suara kasihmu kedengaran,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Membawaku ke kenangan lepas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kau pegang tapak tanganku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mengharungi onak duri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kesusahanku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tempat mengaduku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yang ku berpaling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kini kita dipisahkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jarak jauh yang di antara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ku kehilangan payungku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hujan turun lebat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ku sembunyi perasaan sebenarku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Inginku elak gaduh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yang lelahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yang menyakitkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Perasaan rindu dan sepi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Menemaniku pada larut malam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Teringin dengar khabarmu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hajatku sila sampaikan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tetapi ku lelah menunggu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lelah menunggu janji-janjimu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yang tak kan kau tunaikan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kau memberi alasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tindakan dan kata-katamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lalu hancurkan hatiku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lalu ku duduk sini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dalam gelap kesepian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Perasaan berbaur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Menunggu cerah pagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yang tidak kesampaian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-7144738091281605488?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7144738091281605488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=7144738091281605488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7144738091281605488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7144738091281605488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/05/sepi.html' title='Sepi'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-4259896518802340458</id><published>2007-05-01T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:58:25.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>The Bruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.crazyprofile.com/postit/post.swf" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="mesg=THE BRUISE(r)-How It Came To Be-(r)(r)Original Movie(r)Sheep Theater(r)Directed by(r)-Spielberg Sheep-&amp;bgcol=0x698a91" quality="high" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCENE1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Settings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Location: Prefect Room, SMK Bandar Kuching No.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Time: 10.ooam-10.15am (recess time and 5th period)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Date: Monday, 30th April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Characters: Sheep, Jia Seng @ Bully, Teck Siong @ Head Boy, Cindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts off with some of the Prefectorial Board Committee members who went into the prefect room to give the Unit Leaders briefing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TECK SIONG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blah blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*listens intentively*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*plops down onto a chair next to Sheep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ignores him and keeps listening to Head Boy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*stares at Sheep. Snorts*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So fat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*turns to Jia Seng*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pumps fist at him*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why you so fat? So plum.. Round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoi...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pinches him very hard on the arm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oww... Stop it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*shows Jia Seng her fists*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fat..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*keeps insulting Sheep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pinches and hits Jia Seng*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shut up lar you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha.. Plum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;digs nails into Jia Seng's arm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oww...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*doubles back and pinches Sheep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Argh!!! Why you pinch me?????? Cindy, you see Jia Seng!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CINDY&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*looks at Jia Seng and Sheep*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ya lo, look at her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hits him*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Grrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shhh.. Quiet. Head Boy talking now la.. Haiya you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TECK SIONG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ignoring the two idiots*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*gives him the black eye. sits properly facing head boy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*snorts*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Plum.. Haiya you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoi.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pinches him very hard for long period*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ahhhhh...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*doubles back and pinches Sheep on same spot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH........ Why you PINCH ME????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shhh... Behave yourself la.. Head Boy talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*glares. hits him hard. gets up and stand behind Head Boy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TECK SIONG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SCENE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Settings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Location: 5A Classroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Time: 7th Period (Add Math)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Characters: Sheep, Jia Seng, Suria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Su.. You see my hand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*shows wrist*..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Got bump and its reddish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SURIA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ae, what happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That stupid Jia Seng lo.. pinch me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SURIA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*moments later, Jia Seng appears at the door outside 5A classroom*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*see's Sheep staring at the bruise*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*looks outside the classroom and spots Jia Seng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JIA SENG&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*motions to Sheep&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PLUM&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-together with hand gestures-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHEEP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;*argh...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story is a real event. the scripts are partially exagerated due to scriptwriter's inability to remember exact dialogue. only two characters were injured during the making of this movie. the bully did not suffer any serious injuries even though received multiple pinches and hits (all over right arm) from sheep. copyrights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;btw, the bruise (on my left hand, near my veins) is now slight blackish in colour.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-4259896518802340458?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4259896518802340458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=4259896518802340458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4259896518802340458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4259896518802340458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/05/bruise.html' title='The Bruise'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-4067783880676590700</id><published>2007-04-29T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:15:48.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-This Is My Life, for now..-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was a half-prize sale going down at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lea Centre&lt;/span&gt; and so my mum brought us to buy some shoes. There were so many people there. My sister bought a pair of white school shoes and a pair of sandals, whereas my brother bought a pair of sports shoes. Me? Well, being a “muka-brand” girl, I bought a pair of really really really cute &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt; Sneakers! Haha. It was the exact type that I have been dreaming of. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt; is one of my most favourite brand, apart from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fila&lt;/span&gt;. I somethings define myself as, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Fila Girl, dreaming of Adidas” &lt;/span&gt;lolz. I didn’t really &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;NEEDED&lt;/span&gt; the sneakers, I just &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WANTED&lt;/span&gt; them. Haha. Yes I know, I’m spoiled and materialistic. It was a shame the Adidas tees on sale weren’t my taste, otherwise my wardrobe would be super full by now. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058868662053975826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RjS2Pr8VNxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/pQY-QfQR3hE/s200/P4290137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;check out my new kicks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just glad I have something to cool myself down for now. I’ve been having a really tough week since the Swinburne Debate. My studies weren’t much of a problem because I have managed to catch up with all my homework now. 1st term exam starts on the 9th, which is super early. But &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Cosmos&lt;/span&gt;, my physics teacher, said that he set the date around that time to make it convenient for the teachers. HELLO, what about US?? Oh well, I started studying yesterday anyway. Apart from that, I’ve just been down right miserable with both explainable and unexplainable reasons. One thing for sure is that everything I do comes round to bite me in the face. I just don’t understand lah. I seem to be making wrong decisions and its killing me, big time. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into a slight argument with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt; on Friday, not that I’m proud of it. I guess I was an emotional wreck before and when I went into “battle” with him. We’re ok now, but why does it still hurt? Sigh x1000.. And not to mention the production of the school magazine. I assigned the Head of Statistics and Reporters Unit with a specific job and all he has to do is pass it to the Form 3 people to do it for him. Instead, he dumped it to my Head of Graphics Unit, who has absolutely nothing to do with this. FYI, it was assigned to him more than a month ago and it’s still not done. Sigh, I should’ve just done it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s only to name a few. Other than that, I’m suppose to be going to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sibu&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MSSS Tennis&lt;/span&gt;. But since my exams are next week, I can’t afford to miss classes anymore, so I gladly sat this one out. Doesn’t matter to me whether or not I make it as the division or state player. My education is more important for the moment and so that is my stand. Sorry &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;, didn’t mean for it to work out this way. Crazy crazy week. The only thing that’s keeping my sane is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;.. I love music. Its an important part of my life. The songs are something I can relate to and I really love the rhythm and beat of the songs. I can listen to the same song over and over again for the whole day and won’t get sick of it. My favourite song for the moment is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thnks Fr Th Mmrs&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, and TV. I’m addicted to this Chinese Drama called &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Devil Beside You&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mike He&lt;/span&gt; is so cute and so hot. Haha. Anyway, I hope this week goes well. I really need a break. Have a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kit-Kat&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Lame :p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-4067783880676590700?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4067783880676590700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=4067783880676590700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4067783880676590700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4067783880676590700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-my-life-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RjS2Pr8VNxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/pQY-QfQR3hE/s72-c/P4290137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-9073373174772058617</id><published>2007-04-21T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:41:30.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Swinburne World Schools Debating Championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-LETS DEBATE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055892255256600882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RiojOAk34TI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zM_6oBPci7w/s200/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Debate.&lt;/span&gt; This word is just enough to make a person shudder. The thought of going up there and presenting your case with or against the motion; the thought of whether or not you have enough points elaborations to speak for 8 minutes; the thought of your opposing team challenging your case with POIs during your speech, causing you to be tongue-tied as you stuggle to answer their brilliant questions; and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;I have been debating since form3, but am still a rookie. But two of my classmates (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;) and I bravely took part in the second annual &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Swinburne World Schools Debating Championship&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday to Friday (18 to 20 April 2007) at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne University of Technology Sarawak Campus&lt;/span&gt;. Each participant had to pay RM25 to enter the competition, and each school is allowed to send two teams. Being from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kch Town No.1&lt;/span&gt;, we don't have a lot of money, so we only sent one team, and the school paid for us. Other participating schools were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Lodge&lt;/span&gt; (two teams), &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Chung Hua Middle School No.1, SMK St Joseph, SMK St Thom&lt;/span&gt; (two teams), &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Sains Kuching&lt;/span&gt; (two teams), and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SMK Green Road&lt;/span&gt; (two teams). &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne&lt;/span&gt; also had one team in. The Swing Team, who were junior debaters. Each team had to go through five preliminary rounds, whether win or lose. It was a three day thing, so I'll take you down memory lane day by day, just like my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the debate, I was really freaking out because we didn't have enough points for most of the topics layed out. This is no lie when I say that I was the only person to think, research and scout for points. Useless as they are, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Samuel &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; didn't even bother and threw the whole thing to me. I was really panicking, mind you, the topics given weren't easy. When we got there in the afternoon, it started of with registration and photo-taking session. I was surprised to see &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Morgan&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt;. When I walked up to him, he looked blur, obviously trying to remember who I am. But he did in the end. Haha. Then the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chief Adjudicator Mr Abdul Lati&lt;/span&gt;ff gave us a talk on what debating is and who to debate. After that, we had the privillage of watching the committes of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne Debate Club&lt;/span&gt; in action. It was thrilling to see their style and learn a lot from them. Especially the way the rejected the POI's: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Please sit down, your chair misses you/Please warm up your chair."&lt;/span&gt; Very witty. After the demonstration, it was our turn to debate. Fortunately, each debate took place in a room, so there were no other audience to watch us fail miserably. At first, we were up against &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Sains&lt;/span&gt;, and the motion was &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Should Tax Fast Food&lt;/span&gt;. We were on the government side. It was nerve-wrecking. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; didn't even pass 6 minutes, which was frustrating because &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; and I had already helped him elaborate the points. In the end we lost. It was a spilt decision. Our teacher told us that one of the adjudicators was previously from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Sains&lt;/span&gt; and our opponents were her students. She was the decider, and she confessed to my teacher saying, "I couldn't help it. They were my students before." So tell me what does this mean to you. Yes, we lost because of an adjudicator who has no moral values who favoured her students who weren't that good. Crap. We all finished quite late, and I reached home after 7pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne&lt;/span&gt;, still worried because of our lack of points. Our first round was against &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom Team B&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daniel, John&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saravana&lt;/span&gt;), and the motion was &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Believes that Economic Development and Environmental Conservation Cannot Go Hand in Hand&lt;/span&gt;. This time, we were on the opposition team. Being the second speaker and Joshua the third, we had to put &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; forth as the first speaker because he does not know how to rebut points. So by being the first, he will not have to rebut many points given by the opposing team. This was where &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; and I crashed. We focused to much on covering &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; and we didn't have time to manage ourselves. But anyway, the debate was tense, and when the adjudicators asked us to leave the room for them to make the verdict, we all went out, and started talking to the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt; boys as though we had known each other for quite some time. From that point on, we became friends. And also with the other team from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jared, Gabriel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;). When we went into the room for our verdict, I was shocked to find out that we won by unanimous decision! One of the adjudicators (who was also the president of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne Debate Club&lt;/span&gt;) commented me on one of my answer for the POI given, saying that he liked the way I answered it. Haha. Well, truth be told, debating is not just about facts, statistic and records, its also about logic reasoning and commen sense. After that, we went against &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Lodge&lt;/span&gt; with the motion, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Would Impletement A Complete Ban on the Selling of Cigarettes&lt;/span&gt;. We lost, of course. After lunch we had the fourth round which was an impromtu round and also a silent round. Surprisingly, we went against the same &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt; team, and the motion was, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Believes that Traditional Music Should Not Be Modernised&lt;/span&gt;. And the committee said they will come up with an easy topic. Liars. Being in the opposition side again, we sat outside, trying to rack our brains (mine especially) for points and ideas. I kept thinking about one of the Malaysian artist that has modernised traditional Malay songs. At the very mention of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Too Phat&lt;/span&gt;, the team from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Sains&lt;/span&gt; (whom we lost to yesterday) heard it and said &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Anak Ayam"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; which was one of the songs. Then we decided to share, and we sat a fair distance and told each other our points. Shhhh...... Haha. During the whole time we were debating, it wasn't as tense as it was in the previous rounds. I guess it's because our opponents were now our friends, and we kept signalling to each other and smilling to each other from across the room. They even sort of disturb me when I went up to deliver my speech. Haha. At one point the whole room was laughing their guts out because &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; sang the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Anak Ayam"&lt;/span&gt; song during his speech and made all sorts of funny noises. Haha. Then the Indian guy from the opposing team who was super funny, also mimicked &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; and the song. The adjudicators kept laughing, it was just fun. The new found friendship made it all the better. Since it was a silent round, the adjudicators did not reveal their verdict, so we left the room and went back into the lecture hall on the fourth floor. While walking, we all chatted and agreed with each other that tradisional music SHOULD be modernised! Obviously! Haha. Then we had another silent round, against the other team from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Sains&lt;/span&gt;. The motion was, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Would Expel Myanmar from ASEAN&lt;/span&gt;, and we the government team. Like I said, the topics layed out weren't easy. And among the three of us, I was the only who understood what was going on with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;. I was really annoyed. But what to do? Haiz. After the debate, we went back to the lecture hall and chatted with the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt; guys. We went home, convinced that we wouldn't break into the semi-finals, which would take a freaking miracle to do so. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, the trip back to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne&lt;/span&gt; wasn't a big drag as it was the two previous days. While waiting outside the auditorium, I saw Henry. And Morgan, Henry and I chatted for a while. After that, I made my move into the auditorium to find that most of the schools were already there. The adjudicators announced who broke into the semi-finals. They were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SMK Green Road Team A&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;B, SM Lodge Team A&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Morgan's&lt;/span&gt; group) and last but not least, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom Team A&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jared's&lt;/span&gt; group). We were so happy! (1: We don't have to debate anymore; 2: Our friends made it, of course happy lo) Haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt; went against &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SMK Green Road Team A&lt;/span&gt;. The motion was... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Would Reform the United Nations Security Council&lt;/span&gt;. OMG... This is the hardest topic ever! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jared&lt;/span&gt; and his teamates were on the opposition side, which is hard, really really hard. Before they left for the room, I offered &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jared&lt;/span&gt; the points that I've searched for on the internet. The girl from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chung Hua&lt;/span&gt; did the same thing. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jared &lt;/span&gt;gratefully took it and went on his way. Haha. Kuching Town and St Thom has formed alliances. Be forewarned! Lolz. When the four teams left, the adjudicators announced the verdict for the fourth and fifth round. We lost both silent rounds. But it's ok though. Hehe. We then head for the cafeteria with the others from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt;. After a while, we went to watch the semi finals between &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SMK Green Road Team A &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom Team A&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom team A&lt;/span&gt; did their very best. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gabriel&lt;/span&gt; had a very erm, cute speaking style, what with all the hand gestures and facial expression. Lolz. But I have to give credit to the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Green Road&lt;/span&gt; team. They were really good. They spoke lightning fast and can even pass 7 minutes! Amazing. After watching the semi, I went back to school to do some stuff. I then went back to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swinburne &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yu Full&lt;/span&gt; to watch the finals. By the time I got there, the two finalist (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SMK Green Road team A&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Lodge team A&lt;/span&gt;) had already left the room and gone to prepare. And the motion was, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This House Believes that the Government Should Pay Qualified Women Who Chose to be Housewives&lt;/span&gt;. We hanged, ate, chatted and laugh our heads off with our friends from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St Thom&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for the finalist to return. When they did, the debate was on. It was so heated and very close. I must say, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt; team was very much better than the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Green Road&lt;/span&gt; team. The people from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Green Road&lt;/span&gt; were good. They had good points, but they just bore me to death. Lodge team however, clashed with them head on and their speeches were interesting. I remember the time one of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Green Road&lt;/span&gt; speakers said something so silly and so irrelevant. He said, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"...watch Teletubbies in the morning and CSI at night."&lt;/span&gt; which was brilliantly rebutted by the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt; team who were on the opposition side. Haha. Anyway, after the debate, the judges went to the second floor to discuss their verdict. When they came back, they didn't announce the winner on the spot. First, they gave out certificates of participation to everyone, and also gave out awards such as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Top 10 Best Speaker, Best Debater, Most Promising Speaker&lt;/span&gt; and all that other stuff. Much to my very UN-surprise, our team won the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most Humourous Group&lt;/span&gt;, an award given to the team which made the adjudicators can't help themselves but laugh. Haha. Oh man. On to business now. And the winners of the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Swinburne World Schools Debating Championship&lt;/span&gt; are ............ &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SM Lodge&lt;/span&gt;! I knew it! Haha. After that, we had a group photo outside the auditorium. After biding our goodbyes (well, I'll be seeing them next Tuesday), we went off with not just certficates in our hands, but with a handful of knowledge and experience that was an extreme privillage to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was really fun. That might probably be the last time I join a debate competition. But hey, you'll never know what the future will bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-9073373174772058617?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/9073373174772058617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=9073373174772058617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/9073373174772058617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/9073373174772058617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/04/swinburne-world-schools-debating.html' title='Swinburne World Schools Debating Championship'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RiojOAk34TI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zM_6oBPci7w/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-6854295105065959832</id><published>2007-04-16T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:45:38.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Inter-school Tennis Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;INTER-SCHOOL TENNIS COMPETITION (MSSG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;img src="http://msnicon.com/msnupload/msnpics/xliza-tennisfan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.. I had tennis competition on the 11-13 April. Reping my school in the inter-school competition. Among the schools that bravely took part were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge, Kuching High, Green Road, St3, St Mary, St Jo, St Thom, Teknik Sejingkat, SMS, Kolej Abdillah&lt;/span&gt; etc. The venue was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt;, as usual. So I missed three days of school. And I’ve “put on” one or two more shades of brown. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt; kept saying that I look so dark now. I actually didn’t want to play, but was afraid of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Uncle Yong&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. So I had no choice but to play and keep everyone happy, except me that is. However, I really expected it to be a total drag like every other year. But surprisingly, I had loads of fun (minus the hot sun and the long matches). I think it’s because I had my friends from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge School&lt;/span&gt; to hang out with. Here’s what went down during the whole competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school first before I went to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt; with my other schoolmates who were &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;playing to. I did a bit of homework then went to wait for the van. When I reached &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt;, I was surprised to find &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; there so early. I thought that she was still in school, sitting for her exams. So I went over to her court where the other &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt; kids were warming up. I also saw &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; there. Surprise surprise! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him! Evone was there too. These two lazy bunch have not been to training for quite some time. Anyway, the competition started at 8am. We all went into the master court (court 8) to watch &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt; play with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Norman&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Green Road&lt;/span&gt;. It was super fun to watch &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt; play. At first he was so humble but when he started to lead the game, his head got big, which was fatal because he made lots of mistakes. Fortunately, he managed to deflate his head and he won the tie-breaker. So the score was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9-8&lt;/span&gt; I think. I was quite surprised, but I’m so totally proud of him. Victory to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt;! Quite a few of the other &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodgians&lt;/span&gt; managed to win the first round. Some got kicked out. I didn’t play in the morning, because I received BYE for first round. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dorothy&lt;/span&gt; wasn’t around because she was in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; received BYE too, so we only played in the afternoon. At 9 something, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; keep asking for the time because he said he wanted to go back to school to sit for his BM paper, but couldn’t because he hasn’t played his match yet. So I told him to ask the officials to put his match first. And so they did. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; played &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kuching High&lt;/span&gt; and won. Haha. Not bad for someone who hasn’t trained for more than 3 months. He has a killer serve, bet he got that from his brother &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi Yuan&lt;/span&gt;. Lolz. After his match he went to school with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;. He didn’t shower and wasn’t planning to. Eewww. He’s one funny dude. The &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodgians&lt;/span&gt; were having their lunch (SCR) while I sat next to them. I was so freaking hungry, but didn’t want to eat just yet. My school teacher didn’t buy any food for us, instead, he gave us RM5 each. Evone and Ivan keep suggesting that we all go to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Scoops &lt;/span&gt;for ice-cream. Yummy. We would have gone, but we didn’t have a car so. Later in the afternoon, two sweet angels named &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Evone&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Civic Centre&lt;/span&gt; to have my lunch. I ate “nasi goreng ayam”, the Malay lady was so super-duper slow. The three of us drank Milo shake, nice nice. I think we’re all hooked on it because we drank it the next day, and the next. Haha. After lunch, we went back to the court. By then &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stefanie, Ambrose, Morgan, Greg, Danielle, Eugene, Lina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; were back from school. They didn’t want to miss their papers because the school didn’t allow them to resit for the paper. Even if they did, it wouldn’t be counted in their report cards. So unfair. Anyway, I played my first match against a girl called &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Istari a.k.a Babe&lt;/span&gt;. I played her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8-2&lt;/span&gt; and I advanced to the quarters. Before I played my next match, I had to accompany &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sarawak Club&lt;/span&gt;. She went there for swimming lessons, but &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Natalie&lt;/span&gt; dragged her all the way to the tennis court and then ditched her. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; had to go back, but she didn’t dare to cross the road alone. She tried asking &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Henry, Ivan, Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Morgan&lt;/span&gt;, but no one wanted to help her. So in the end, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Greg &lt;/span&gt;and I went with her. I knew my match was coming up, so I told the officials were I was going. They gave me 15 minutes only to go! So mean. By the time I got back, my next match was on. I played &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Michelle Loi&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;St3&lt;/span&gt;. It was seriously hot in the afternoon. I forgot what time it was, but it was freaking hot! But I won&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 8-1&lt;/span&gt; and advanced into the semis. I guess I indirectly helped &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stefanie&lt;/span&gt; take revenge because &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; beat &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stef&lt;/span&gt; in chess. Lolz. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; played &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stef&lt;/span&gt;, and she entered the semis, where she was suppose to play &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lyn See&lt;/span&gt; the next day. Nothing much happened during the late afternoon, so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pn Chong&lt;/span&gt; send me back to school were I went online. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It rained in the early morning, and also when I reached &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt;. Not many where there when I got there. I suppose its because of the rain, which was very unpredictable that day. When it stopped drizzling, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lyn See, Sarah, Melvinna, Tessie&lt;/span&gt; and I went to dry the court with the rollers. It was a good warm up, and we only did two courts. Once done, we warmed up with each other. The other courts were still wet, like sitting ducks. No one went to dry them. The adults/officials didn’t even get off their lazy butts to dry them. How can they expect us to do everything? So stupid. At about 9am, most of the courts were playable and the matches started. The doubles matches were suppose to be first, but the officials had to arrange the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Girls Under 15 and 18 Single&lt;/span&gt;s first because &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lyn See&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tessie&lt;/span&gt; were taking off at 11am to go to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole &lt;/span&gt;played &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lyn See&lt;/span&gt;, and lost. But I’m so proud of her because she really did put up a good fight! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tessi&lt;/span&gt;e beat &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wena&lt;/span&gt;, and straight away played her doubles match. That girl sure has a lot of energy! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; partnered up and played against some other two guys. I know that they can win. I bet they did too. Because I saw them goofing off during their warm ups before play. Haha. Unfortunately, the rain came down again, and all matches were postponed to the after lunch. This time, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina, Stef, Evone, Nicole, Yii Lian&lt;/span&gt; and I (plus &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;) went to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Civic Centre&lt;/span&gt; to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought bread because I didn’t want to eat mamak food again. Some of them didn’t really have lunch too, and they stuffed themselves with junk food and Milo shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun, and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina, Nicole&lt;/span&gt; and I, oh and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt; too, wanted to go up &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Civic Centre&lt;/span&gt;. The others didn’t want to go because they heard stories about people committing suicide at the top. So they didn’t go, and we left them there. The four of us went up using the lift. The ride up was fun and the view was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we reached the top, the door opened and pitch darkness greeted us. All we saw was a sign board and nothing else. Anyway, it wasn’t really all that scary, but &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt; freaked us all out! The moment the door slide open and all we saw was darkness, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt; started freaking out, sort of shouting and claimed that he saw something. It really really really made &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole, Lina&lt;/span&gt; and I panic and we almost huddled together and quickly press the down button. My gosh… Never go up with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt; again. Haha… Drama King… The whole journey up and down took less than 3 minutes, and when we got back down, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt; had this whacked idea to scare the others who were still at the mamak stall. She clung onto &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole’&lt;/span&gt;s and my arms, tilted her head downwards and pretended to be possessed. I kept laughing my head off and the others were like, O-K. Awkward, but with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;, everything’s fun! When we got back, I did my add math homework while waiting for the rain to stop, which it didn’t. So I went to disturb &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt; who were "studying" for their biology exam. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; was just lying there, so i simply had to bull y him to the fullest because the next day was the last time I'll be seeing him. Anyway, all the matches were postponed to the next day as the rain didnt stop pouring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matches from the day before resumed without haste. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi En&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt; won their doubles match, as expected. We were all having fun as usual. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Greg&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt; were playing this cheating-stupid-big headed pair. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Greg&lt;/span&gt;’s opponents were so totally cheating, miscounting the score and all. I bet he did that on purpose because no one is THAT stupid. So when they said that the score was&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 8-6&lt;/span&gt; (it was actually &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7-6&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt; called for an umpire, which wasn’t much help, because obviously the umpire weren’t on their side. It almost turn into a big brawl. What do you expect from people who are from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt;?!? So &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Greg&lt;/span&gt; lost. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt; extended his hands to one of the adults to show sportsmanship, but instead was told off! What the crap!!!! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt; people can be so … But everything went ok in the end I guess. During lunch, in the hot afternoon, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yii Lian&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Danielle&lt;/span&gt; played against &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wena&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cecilia&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Girls Under 15 Doubles finals&lt;/span&gt;. They played at the court nearest the clubhouse, which made it easy for us to cheer them on. The &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt; supporters made so much noise, only to be challenged by the supporters from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SLTA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cecilia&lt;/span&gt; is from my school. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yii Lian&lt;/span&gt; is my friend. So who did I support? Well, GO &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LODGE&lt;/span&gt;!!! Haha. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friends trump school baby&lt;/span&gt;! I know, I know, I’m sesat. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina &lt;/span&gt;kept asking me to transfer to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Whenever &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yii Lian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Danielle &lt;/span&gt;made a mistake, the guys were like, “Its ok &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Danielle,&lt;/span&gt; it’s the balls fault!” They’d even say “It’s your shirt &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/span&gt;, take it off!!” Haha. Weird bunch. No longer than that, my match was up. I was a total nerve-wreck while waiting for my match. Because everyone was pep-talking me. Saying that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Noraihan&lt;/span&gt; (my opponent) is so damn lousy and I am so much better and that I can win for sure. That really didn’t make me feel better, or confident for that matter. Because I knew what was going to happen. I know that in the court, I’m a totally different person, especially when I feel totally pressured. My heart was thumping so hard when I played. And the scorching hot sun didn’t do me any favours either. When I played, I felt as though the court was shortened by 1 meter and my balls keep going out. So seriously frustrating. All the time I wasn’t thinking clearly. I wasn’t afraid of disappointing my parents or my school. I was afraid of letting my friends down, who had their hopes on me and stuff. I didn’t care about my pride. But more of my friends. I wouldn’t know how to face them if I lost. So, my nerves got the better of me, and I lost &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8-6&lt;/span&gt;. It was a close call, and might have been a totally different score if we played again. After my game I stayed downstairs, I didn’t want to go up and face my friends. I just couldn’t. However, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;William &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Johan&lt;/span&gt; were there to “comfort and console” me by saying, “How could you lose to her? She’s so damn lousy”. Screw it, it made me felt really really bad. Honestly, after hearing that, I felt worthless, stupid and damn lousy. Thanks guys :p&lt;br /&gt;I felt better after a while, and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stef&lt;/span&gt; were playing &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Noraihan&lt;/span&gt; and her partner in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Girls Under 18 Doubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; finals&lt;/span&gt;. I went to the furthest court to hang with the other Lodgians. I was sitting next to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Austin&lt;/span&gt; was being such a perv that time! Haha. Someone had better put him on a leash. After that, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt; and I went to watch &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stef&lt;/span&gt; play. They took quite long. 3 hours to be precise. They won of course, and it shocked us all when &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Noraihan&lt;/span&gt; ran out of the court crying. Sheesh. Sore loser. Their match was the last to finish. The officials didn’t waste any time and did the closing. It you asked me, I’d have to say that was the most pathetic closing ever. No one was there to clap, no speeches, no one to take pictures, no witnesses. That was because it was already late in the evening, and most of the winners had gone home. Anyway, I got my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt; medal, and that’s that. And &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Evone&lt;/span&gt; can FINALLY chill because she has her own medal too! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the whole time I had fun, bonding with my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lodge&lt;/span&gt; friends. They are oodles of fun (minus the cursing and swearing) and I’d seriously love to do it again with them. I also made new friends, namely &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ambrose, Justin, Morgan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; and I are both semifinalist, we haven’t made the inter-division team yet. We have to play against each other and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dorothy&lt;/span&gt;, where only two people will be chosen to join the team. Obviously &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dorothy &lt;/span&gt;will take the spot with ease, which means either &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; or I will have to be kicked out. But the both of us have already made a pact. Neither one is going anywhere if the other isn’t. Therefore, the both of us aren’t playing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MSSS&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MSSM&lt;/span&gt; this year. Besides, I’ll be super busy with the school magazine, not to mention I’m having SPM this year. &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;img src="http://crazyprofile.com/myspace_blinkies/Attitude/Attitude010.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m not going. No one can force me, because &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;img src="http://crazyprofile.com/myspace_blinkies/Attitude/Attitude002.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, I won’t be joining inter-school again next year because I won’t belong to a school around this time next year. But I’ll definitely come watch my dear friends play and shout, “&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GO LODGE&lt;/span&gt;!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-6854295105065959832?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6854295105065959832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=6854295105065959832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6854295105065959832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6854295105065959832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/04/inter-school-tennis-competition.html' title='Inter-school Tennis Competition'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-5768404807255385813</id><published>2007-04-03T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T13:27:03.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Hasto Pronto Brother!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-HASTO PRONTO-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;On the 30th March 2007, someone we all know and love has left us to a much more wonderful place. His memories will forever live on with us, along with the joy and laughter that he has brought into our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyprofile.com/Myspace_Graphics/Graphics.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://crazyprofile.com/myspace_graphics/imgs/Cute005.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hermz, it sounds like someone died doesn't it? Well, in contrast to what you normally read in regards to such greetings as the above statement, this post is not entirely what you think. No deaths what so ever, everyone is still safe and sound. Ok ok, i'll cut the crap.. I just wanted to pull your legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My dearest, dearest, dearest, sweetest, dearest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother, Michael Temietope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;has left Kuching, Malaysia to further his studies in London, UK. Nice nice... So, this post for today, is dedicated entirely to him.. lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049115194080238930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIPhIUuHVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_L7Fwtzxsgk/s200/frame+brother.bmp" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to the airport together with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Che Chung&lt;/span&gt; and the rest to send him off. Lots of people were there to see him off, namely the Nigerians, of course.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIQOoUuHWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lUJvu4_PQrw/s1600-h/frame+group.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049115975764286818" style="CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIQOoUuHWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lUJvu4_PQrw/s200/frame+group.bmp" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIQ2oUuHXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yKS9rVV6gTY/s1600-h/frame+brother+ping.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049116662959054194" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIQ2oUuHXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yKS9rVV6gTY/s200/frame+brother+ping.bmp" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIRroUuHYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_kuG5Hz-HpM/s1600-h/frame+sheep+brother3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049117573492120962" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="123" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIRroUuHYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_kuG5Hz-HpM/s200/frame+sheep+brother3.bmp" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIYvYUuHcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IXLKedEDQMY/s1600-h/frame+me+ping.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049125334498024898" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="119" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIYvYUuHcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IXLKedEDQMY/s200/frame+me+ping.bmp" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIWlYUuHaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OyRDBEG5MV8/s1600-h/frame+lanry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049122963676077474" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="114" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIWlYUuHaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OyRDBEG5MV8/s200/frame+lanry.bmp" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIYDoUuHbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/h7LAzn1X3Sg/s1600-h/frame+sheep+philip.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049124582878748082" style="CURSOR: hand" height="128" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIYDoUuHbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/h7LAzn1X3Sg/s200/frame+sheep+philip.bmp" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the other night. PS: Sorry they aren't clear. My camera has a bug or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To my surprise, we had it all pulled together and no one sheded a tear while he was still with us, that is. I was sad that he was leaving already, but at the same time, I am really happy for him that he is going to London to further his studies. Honestly, right now, I'm lost for words. I miss him dearly, and it really feels weird that he's not around. I guess I feel like this because I SMS and call him on a regular basis (well, that might be a slight exageration). But nevertheless, I know that God has called him to London for a reason, and despite how I feel, who am I to stop this &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Son of God&lt;/span&gt; from leaving? Although I did thought of the idea of brother-napping him at the airport.. Lolz.. just teasing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must admit, it is an extreme privilage to have met &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not lying when I say that I can't find anyone else like him! A friend, brother and confidante, all blended together to make out what he is to me. But that is an understatement. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt; is ultimately one of the best thing that has ever happened in my life, definately a top 5!! lolz.. He means a lot to me, which makes it hard to see him walk through the departure door. But you know what they say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"If you love someone, you'll let them go"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frankly, no one else (well, apart from &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;), understands me the way he does. I do however, have a friend in school whom I confide about 60% (which is a lot) of my life to. But most of the times, it seems as though she finds the literature novel to be more interesting than my life problems. I do have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hui Ping&lt;/span&gt; there for me too, but there is just no competing with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;. He's my number one confidante, of whom I have absolutely without a doubt am comfortable trusting. Lolz...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049132163496025618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIe84UuHhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/vZUJyp4QKWk/s200/frame+sheep+brother.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm keeping in mind that this isn't &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;adios&lt;/span&gt;, but its &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hasta pronto&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ja mata&lt;/span&gt;, not &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sayonara&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully, distance is nothing and I'll still be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sheep&lt;/span&gt; and he'll still be &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt; lo.. It takes a lot of effort, but hey, its worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I added the video clip down there for him. Lolz. We sort of like this song and there's a good reason why. I actually wanted to put Beyonce's Irreplaceable (cuz that song reminds me of him all the time), but seeing the circumstances, it just doesn't quite seem to fit here for the moment, because &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tu es imprescindible&lt;/span&gt;!! I hope the clip works... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;.hov:hover{background-color:yellow}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;(i've disabled the clip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hermz, so many things to say, but so little time and space! I do regret being unable to spend more time with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;, but at the airport, I did manage to pull him aside and said what I had to say. An evil part of me was kind of hoping that he would cry, but I'm guessing it was better that he didn't. Or is it???? lolz lolz... Anyways, I've compiled together all of the pictures that I have of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIbq4UuHdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZoW0EH2TLVM/s1600-h/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049128555723496914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="121" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIbq4UuHdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZoW0EH2TLVM/s200/47.jpg" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grow Camp, Genting Highlands &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIcW4UuHeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PdFAP0JYnnU/s1600-h/3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049129311637741026" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIcW4UuHeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PdFAP0JYnnU/s200/3470.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIdHIUuHfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pdp8oWPD_Jg/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights of Fire, Planetshakers 31 August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIeEIUuHgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5bhWrKj7ArY/s1600-h/IMG_1584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049131188538449410" style="CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIeEIUuHgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5bhWrKj7ArY/s200/IMG_1584.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(500 years ago) lolz... Easter Rally, 2005 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I had better stop getting all mushy before it has a premenant effect! I hope that you enjoy reading this post, just as I had enjoyed typing it out as I reminise down memory lane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Brother: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey you. Not to worry. I don't go around carrying this nostalgic feeling over my head all the time till it affects me mentally. Lolz... Just wanted to say how wonderful you have been to Sheep Sheep here. Miss you loads and try not to sneeze more than twice. Anything less a three, well, guilty as charged. But anything more than that, it ain't me dude... Lolz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyprofile.com/Myspace_Graphics/Graphics.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://crazyprofile.com/myspace_graphics/imgs/hugs38.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hasta pronto mi hermana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chaos&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-5768404807255385813?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5768404807255385813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=5768404807255385813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/5768404807255385813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/5768404807255385813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/04/hasto-pronto-brother.html' title='Hasto Pronto Brother!!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RhIPhIUuHVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_L7Fwtzxsgk/s72-c/frame+brother.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-7545771769476819296</id><published>2007-03-27T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:14:41.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Donation Pls Day2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;-DONATION PLS DAY 2-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgiygafh-GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hMJqGrEPvwU/s1600-h/frame+me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046479652405770338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgiygafh-GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hMJqGrEPvwU/s200/frame+me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The very last St John flag sale I did was last Sunday 25th March 2007 together with my classmate &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; was suppose to join us but unfortunately his dad took the car away and so he had no mode of transportation, and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mei Fang&lt;/span&gt;’s mum didn’t allow her to go out. But &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I went on ahead with the flag sale, and I really didn’t have the heart to cancel it because this is our last chance to do the flag sale as we had to submit in our tins on this coming Saturday, and this is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt;’s very first and last time doing this. We went to Sarawak Plaza, between Coffee Bean and KFC. As &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; would put it, we “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extorted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money from passerbyers that were coming in and out of the plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046477990253426738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgiw_qfh-DI/AAAAAAAAADc/BAKb4rXs6dw/s200/frame+coffee+bean.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Extortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at Sarawak Plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For some reason, this location is considered as “unstrategic” by the old members. I however, find this place to be quite a good place to “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money. We had great response from the members of the public, even the tourist donated some money to us. We are actually not allowed to ask them to donate because they are here to play and have fun. But these people have the heart of gold. A few &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Australians&lt;/span&gt;, a guy from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/span&gt; and another from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Holland&lt;/span&gt; and some others generously donated some money. Even a couple of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nigerians&lt;/span&gt; who were studying in &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;INTI College&lt;/span&gt; put in some money into my tin. Ain’t that sweet? There were also two very very generous people who put in a nice &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;RM10&lt;/span&gt; into my tin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RgizJqfh-JI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lJiVipkqXPk/s1600-h/frame+tak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046480361075374226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RgizJqfh-JI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lJiVipkqXPk/s200/frame+tak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RgizZqfh-KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/avn2AQNpR50/s1600-h/frame+tak2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046480635953281186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RgizZqfh-KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/avn2AQNpR50/s200/frame+tak2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt;, my partner in crime......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So there was just the two of us standing outside the plaza. We did however, run into a group of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; members from our school. But they didn’t stay to help as they went off to other places like Riverside and Parkson Grand. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I were invited along, but I felt that the place where we were standing was much better than the places they were heading to. Call me crazy for thinking so, but I have 5 empty sheets of paper which once had 60 stickers each to prove it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had an “interesting” encounter with a couple donors who were, erm, “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pondans&lt;/span&gt;”… haha… they were so funny, I tried my very best NOT to laugh at them! I know its kinda mean, but what can I do? Very farny bah… What was so strange about them was that they dressed like ladies, sound like ladies, but unlike the other typical “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pondans&lt;/span&gt;”, they were totally flat chested. Haha… Oh dear, I wonder how people nowadays can walk around town like that…&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we were having fun “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extorting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money from others on our own, that is, until a group of “kepoh” &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; members from &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SMK Batu Lintang&lt;/span&gt; came to our turf and tried to steal our customers away. I was so annoyed because &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I were there first and we had first dibs on the place. But anyway, we just carried on “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extorting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money from people. We were so very lucky because we got more donors compared to them. I suppose they were turned off by the silly pouting look the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Batu Lintang&lt;/span&gt; girl had on her face as she tried to “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money from others. HAHA… And another thing is, we were standing near the door (but we kept a safe distance to avoid being kicked away from the security guards) while they stood near the stairs. It was a stroke of luck as that time, there were more people going out of the plaza than going in!!! Brilliant, brilliant… lolz… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They left after a while and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I stood victorious!!! I was so happy and glad that we stood our ground and didn’t budge from the spot. I was “nice” to them because I knew one of them, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt;, whom I used to play tennis with. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I carried on happily “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extorting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money from the people UNTIL our turf was &lt;em&gt;intruded&lt;/em&gt; by another group by &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Batu Lintang&lt;/span&gt; members. This time, no mercy from me. I keep giving them the black eye… haha… They stood by the doorside and I was hoping that the security guard would throw them out. But unfortunately, that didn’t happen. Since the “kepoh” &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Batu Lintang&lt;/span&gt; people were standing by the door, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I took on the people who were entering the plaza. I was so annoyed I wanted to throw my heavy tin at them! Haha.. jk… But for some odd reason, it just so happens that there were more people going into the plaza than out! And most of the people who came out of the plaza had donated to me earlier on. They tried to get clever and moved closer to the front but I outsmarted them! Lolz… Just like the first group, they left and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt; and I were once again free to “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” money from everyone… I guess it just goes to show that you get nothing when you try to steal from me!!! Haha… Apparently, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt; and the gang encountered the same problem when they were at Saberkas the day before. They had a clash with kids from &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SMK Sg. Maong&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; SMK Green Road&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Kuching High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometime later, our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John President&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sin Chern&lt;/span&gt;, ran into us with her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgiz7qfh-MI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AlGO21980LY/s1600-h/frame+sin+c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046481220068833474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgiz7qfh-MI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AlGO21980LY/s200/frame+sin+c.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgizi6fh-LI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1oLGEAi2nvc/s1600-h/frame+sin+cern+and+tak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046480794867071154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgizi6fh-LI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1oLGEAi2nvc/s200/frame+sin+cern+and+tak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sin Chern&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhuang Tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to leave at 4 something because my mum wanted to wash the car or something like that. By that time, my tin was so full that people were having problems stuffing &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RM1&lt;/span&gt; notes and coins into my tin! Wow… lolz… When I reached home I did a little calculation and I estimated that there were more than 200 people I “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;extorted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. Not bad, considering we were standing outside the plaza from 12pm till 4pm… I had fun anyway. Given the chance, heck, I just might do it again… lolz…&lt;br /&gt;Chaos&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-7545771769476819296?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7545771769476819296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=7545771769476819296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7545771769476819296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/7545771769476819296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/donation-pls-day2.html' title='Donation Pls Day2'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rgiygafh-GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hMJqGrEPvwU/s72-c/frame+me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-6109583566319344507</id><published>2007-03-24T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:37:41.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Exams Over....</title><content type='html'>Haha.. yes!! exams are over! finally.. one week long of stress.... when it comes to exams, i take them very seriously, well, sort of.... i've been "studying" since the holidays last week.. but i was mega shocked to find out that most of my classmates didnt even open their books during the holiday.. what did they do? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045341614921349138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RgSnd6fh-BI/AAAAAAAAADM/aZ7LIbOD5fk/s320/note.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha... the hardest subject of all was... i dunno.. it seemed pretty levelled to me.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chemistry &lt;/span&gt;however, bluek... i didn study the experiments at all.. i had no idea they were going to come out.. for our paper 3, we were suppose to plan an experiment for the decomposition of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hydrogen Peroxide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;since i didn know how to decompose hydrogen peroxide, i just simply made up the experiment, which is in reality unapplicable for this experiment.. haha... but thank God i read the enzyme experiments for my bio paper3... i hope its enough to redeem my structural questions that i didnt know how to answer, as usual.. haha.. my physics paper was ok.. i also made up the experiment. cant blame me this time, cuz we've never done this experiment in school as the school has "financial problems" to fully equip the physics lab with experimental sets.. either that or i just wasn't paying enough attention to my teacher... haha.. thank God for my physics tuition teacher though.. she made Chapter 1 Waves easy-peasy to understand.. haha... i just had my add math 3hours ago.. i'm not sure how that went cuz i didn really do any exercise to revise the chapters.. i just look through nia.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, tomorrow i might be going for flag sale again with Mei Fang and the others.. i'm suppose to SMS Ning Jian tonight.. huargh.. haha... next week i'l still be busy with the school mag stuff.. sigh.. haha.. what to do... i knew what was coming when i signed up to join the school editorial board.. not that i'm complaining or anything. i enjoy every moment of it.. that is, until i start losing my hair... haha.. anyway, til next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-6109583566319344507?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6109583566319344507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=6109583566319344507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6109583566319344507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6109583566319344507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha.html' title='Exams Over....'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RgSnd6fh-BI/AAAAAAAAADM/aZ7LIbOD5fk/s72-c/note.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-6988864717443203276</id><published>2007-03-23T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:31:32.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some stuff...'/><title type='text'>Tagged....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lolz.. I've been tagged.. By Oguchi.. He seems to be having fun tagging everyone.. Haha.. I'll join the laughter than...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 1: ON THE OUTSIDE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Name: Sherene Jawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birth Date: 23 September 1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current Status: Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eye Colour: Darkish brown like my dad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hair Colour: Dark chestnut (but it's not obvious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Righty or Lefty: Lefty, and sometimes righty.. depends on what i'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Heritage : Malaysian lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Fears : Failing my exams.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Perfect Pizza : Pepperoni Delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Thoughts First Waking Up : Five more minutes.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Bedtime : Depends on whether there's anything to watch on tv... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Most Missed Memory: Going to Bethany, youth rallies and camps.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 4: MY PICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Single or Group Dates: I've never been on one so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adidas or Nike: Adidas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tea or Nestea: Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: Neither.. Caffein is so not good for your health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 5: DO YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Smoke: Never ever ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Curse: Not really.. sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take a Shower: What do you think????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a Crush: Used to a few years ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think You've Been In Love: No.. Never gone that far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go To School: Loving every moment of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want To Get Married: I do... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Believe In Yourself: Not really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think You're A Health Freak: No no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AYER 6: IN THE PAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drank Alcohol: Yugh.. never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gone To The Mall : Yes yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been On Stage: Uh-huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eaten Sushi: Nopes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dyed Your Hair: Never.. Don't feel like ruining my hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Played A Stripping Game: That sounds obscene........ no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In: No i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 8: AGE YOU'RE HOPING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Be Married: Before my 30s lo... maybe 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 9: IN A GUY/GIRL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Best Eye Colour: Doesn't matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Best Hair Colour: It has to suit his face lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair: Short, but not too short...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Minute Ago: Typing this tag thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An Hour Ago: Had my English for Science and Technology exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.5 Hours Ago: Making an announcement over the PA system in school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Month Ago: Nothing much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Year Ago: I don't know le... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love : My family, music, my Brothers Michael, Che Chung and some others, my sisters Hui Ping, Jolina and the gang, EATING, chocolates, watching TV...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate: People smoking, proud people....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hide: My emotions, my feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss: Going to Bethany..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need: My prayers to be answered..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the people I want to tag are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Andrew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Delia-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Kimberly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-6988864717443203276?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6988864717443203276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=6988864717443203276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6988864717443203276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6988864717443203276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged....'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-8781992352515787513</id><published>2007-03-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:11:05.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Felixon's Bday BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1LX5GqtII/AAAAAAAAABs/Aoqun1hR5aI/s1600-h/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043270031562683522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1LX5GqtII/AAAAAAAAABs/Aoqun1hR5aI/s320/new.jpg" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lolz.... We celebrated my 14-year old brother's bday last Saturday night.. its actually suppose to be on the 21st but my dad wanted to do it today since he's around.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043270701577581714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1L-5GqtJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zmjbefe4Ido/s320/new1.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yumz.... Chicken and pork on the grill.... add to my calories that night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1M5pGqtLI/AAAAAAAAACE/SOojEFVelak/s1600-h/new4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043271710894896306" style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1M5pGqtLI/AAAAAAAAACE/SOojEFVelak/s320/new4.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043272243470841026" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1NYpGqtMI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZhxnOdftndY/s320/new3.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These pix are dedicated to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YVONNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..... just wanna gek u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Badaq, look nice right????? haha... pig it on down bro...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had the normal BBQ stuff... after my dad finish grilling everything, my genius brother wanted to try BBQ the Ju Li Miang that Mama bought from Sibu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1N55GqtNI/AAAAAAAAACU/sAH4kNq3j-I/s1600-h/new5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043272814701491410" style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1N55GqtNI/AAAAAAAAACU/sAH4kNq3j-I/s320/new5.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No comment.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm guessing it didnt work out bcuz i found it back in the container the next day.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earlier in the day, my mum asked my bro whether he wanted a bday cake.. He specifically requested for &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AMERICAN CHOCOLATE CAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..... haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043273347277436130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="84" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1OY5GqtOI/AAAAAAAAACc/T5koPV_IHvc/s320/new6.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there u go... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then my genius aunt and bro had this whacked idea to arrange the matchstick (yes, not candles...) vertically close to each other.. They wanted to light one end and was hoping for a chain reaction across the matches..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1P35GqtPI/AAAAAAAAACk/iUN1cqdZnQU/s1600-h/new7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043274979365008626" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="137" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1P35GqtPI/AAAAAAAAACk/iUN1cqdZnQU/s320/new7.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1QvZGqtQI/AAAAAAAAACs/hjujBShGJ8k/s1600-h/new8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043275932847748354" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="193" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1QvZGqtQI/AAAAAAAAACs/hjujBShGJ8k/s320/new8.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1RxZGqtRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fe8aG2gPot0/s1600-h/new9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043277066719114514" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="102" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1RxZGqtRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fe8aG2gPot0/s320/new9.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, experiment failed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043277801158522146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1ScJGqtSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jxtXGn9veHg/s320/new10.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevertheless, he's still enjoying his cake....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; next time u come back, u ask Papa to BBQ, specially for u lo... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-8781992352515787513?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8781992352515787513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=8781992352515787513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/8781992352515787513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/8781992352515787513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/felixons-bday-bbq.html' title='Felixon&apos;s Bday BBQ'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/Rf1LX5GqtII/AAAAAAAAABs/Aoqun1hR5aI/s72-c/new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-4855407645723797792</id><published>2007-03-15T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:13:32.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Donation PLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-DONATION PLEASE!!!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042012817325732898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjT8ZGqtCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YnODXPccBqM/s320/frame+tin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My St John Tin... license to collect... lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lol... yesterday i followed &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Li Hui&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; flag day at Sarawak Plaza. Due to an "unfortunate miscommunication", &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; told me to go at 1pm instead of 9am.. Lolz.. Doesnt matter cuz i had fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i just arrived at Sarawak Plaza, i went down to H2o, the foodcourt, to meet up with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Li Hui&lt;/span&gt; who were having their lunches.. I walked down there through KFC and surprise surprise.. i saw &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ning Jian&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daisy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ziat Sze&lt;/span&gt; who just attended some sort of carrier seminar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042010987669664754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjSR5Gqs_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/WoX0eJLS47M/s320/frame+kat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kat and Ziat Sze munching down on their burgers... yumz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042008810121245650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjQTJGqs9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/L3EMBz_A6OA/s320/frame+daisy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ning Jian @ Jenny/Eugene and Daisy eating... Tsk tsk... Scandal..... Joshua's not going to like this... haha.. just teasing... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042009755014050786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjRKJGqs-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/IwUkBWWP8Dk/s320/frame+jenny.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Haha...... you cant hide from my camera Ning Jian.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that little scenario, i went off to H2o and waited for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Li Hui&lt;/span&gt; to finish their lunch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042011584670118914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjS0pGqtAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/p5-isYmuMxs/s320/frame+andy.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Andy eating a little Japanese meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042013637664486450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjUsJGqtDI/AAAAAAAAABE/GZLRzxJo6Dg/s320/frame+li+hui.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet smiling Li Hui over a bowl of Laksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lolz.. are my frens cute or what? Unfortunately, after lunch &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt; had to leave for swimming lessons, so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Li Hui&lt;/span&gt; and i joined the other &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St John&lt;/span&gt; members. We went to the back of Sarawak Plaza and i stood at the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tell you, some people are quite generous. They'd put in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RM1 or RM2&lt;/span&gt;. They'd even stop for a minute just to fish out of their purses. God bless these people. And then there are the ultra stingy people, tsk tsk tsk... You have rich people coming out of the complex, carrying Adidas shopping bags, yet they wont even give you &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10sen&lt;/span&gt;.. Goodness me.. There were even times when people saw me standing at the top of the stairs with the tin in hand and scavenging for people to make a donation, these stingy people took the alternative route into the plaza (down the stairs).. Crap... Other than that, there were people who were so very generous. There was an Indian man who put in a whole load of coins in and also put in two &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RM5&lt;/span&gt;... wow... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didnt stand at the back all the time. A little while later, i went to the front (between Coffee Bean and KFC) with the rest. They went for a little break and i was solo for about half an hour or more. The responce was awesome. I think about more than &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;90&lt;/span&gt; people donated to me in just &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt;!! Amazing isnt it? It was fun. The whole time i'd be smiling and say "Donation Please..." lolz.. I'm going to do it again and next time, more pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chaos&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-4855407645723797792?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4855407645723797792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=4855407645723797792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4855407645723797792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4855407645723797792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/donation-pls.html' title='Donation PLS'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/RfjT8ZGqtCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YnODXPccBqM/s72-c/frame+tin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-8357686265829142910</id><published>2007-03-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:15:21.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Yes! Awesome new look baby!!</title><content type='html'>lolz.... yay.. check out my new skin for my blog.. cute aint it.. i just simply had to get a skin with SHEEPs in it.. duh.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i sooooo have to thank dearest Yan Hui for helping me out with this... without u darling, my blog will look lik crap.. haha... its now 12.14am.. so i'l be blogging about Me, Myself and I some other time. promise!&lt;br /&gt;Chaos&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-8357686265829142910?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8357686265829142910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=8357686265829142910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/8357686265829142910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/8357686265829142910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-awesome-new-look-baby.html' title='Yes! Awesome new look baby!!'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-4991182466783698183</id><published>2007-03-03T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:03:14.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>Oh no....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh... mum just told me that i cant go for the camp.. cuz our agreement is Pn. Voon must go, then i can go... so, Pn Voon cant go because she has Girls Brigade activity/camp going on durin the same time as the camp... oh well... mayb i can follow Jia Seng and the other prefects out to Permai... sounds like fun, i guess.. but goin out with Jia Seng and the guys is like going out with a bunch of insane monkeys.. very unpredictable... but thats the fun thing about them... haha.. this camp is exclusive for us prefects who are committee and the ketua unit... not fair right? haha... thats the other fun part of it... lolz..&lt;br /&gt;i guess since i'm not going for the iscf camp, i can spend time working on the magazine with Sanda and the others in the graphic department... we gotta do a bang-up job.. thats my goal..&lt;br /&gt;i went to St John meeting this afternoon.. i had fun.. in first aid, we learn how to carry ppl... LOL.... so funny... my frens and i keep carrying Rowena and Siew Chen, cuz they're the lightest.. haha.... catherine gave me a piggy back ride.. its fun, but my muscles hurt at the end of the day, well actually, that would be exagerating.... haha... we have to be involved in the St John Flag Sale... starting 13-31 march.. so if u see me around trying to sell the lil stickers, buy one from me ya!!! lolz...&lt;br /&gt;Chaos&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-4991182466783698183?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4991182466783698183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=4991182466783698183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4991182466783698183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/4991182466783698183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-no.html' title='Oh no....'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31622922.post-6791028049515899522</id><published>2007-03-03T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:01:33.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Dairy of Sheep'/><title type='text'>What's been goin on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;huargh... this week very tiring.. next week will be worst.. i'm busy with the school magazine, and next week is photo taking sessions... i guess i'l have to be at every one of them cuz i know what i want the students to look like in the pix... oh by the way, i'm this year's editor... *sobs* so kinteo..... Jackeline keep telling me not to be kinteo.. how not to be since she cant join anymore.. i need her so very-belly much in the graphics section.. but i trust Sanda lar... hopefully we'll come out with something smashing this year..&lt;br /&gt;i'm giving the magazine a total face-lift.. a little nip and tuck here and there... but i wont go into details because u guys are going to have to wait till the final thing comes out!! lolz...&lt;br /&gt;there's going to be a camp in the hols.. two actually.. hopefully i can go to the iscf camp.. its national level and will do wonders for my cert collection and my kk marks... so if i go for that camp, i wont be joinin the prefects at permai... Jia Seng not very happy with this.. keeps giving me "the black eye"... haha.. anyway, i really need to go to the iscf camp cuz i feel kinda lost in my relationship with God, since my parents don allow me to go church... so all my brothers and sisters out there, pls pray for me ya!!&lt;br /&gt;Chaos..&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31622922-6791028049515899522?l=sherene-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6791028049515899522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31622922&amp;postID=6791028049515899522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6791028049515899522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31622922/posts/default/6791028049515899522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherene-sheep.blogspot.com/2007/03/huargh.html' title='What&apos;s been goin on....'/><author><name>The Talking Sheep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15134024176538922344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQVRt7PeBwQ/SU0l0PyJV4I/AAAAAAAABmM/cBlsHg7nx1Y/S220/IMG_0983.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
