<?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-9012644242976004430</id><updated>2011-04-28T13:48:16.397+08:00</updated><category term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>Move On</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyday, Love teaches us more than anything we have ever learned in school.

And indeed, i will really want to learn.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2941395715991206555</id><published>2008-10-15T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:40:05.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG NO MORE</title><content type='html'>Cause your love won't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2941395715991206555?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2941395715991206555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2941395715991206555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2941395715991206555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2941395715991206555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-no-more.html' title='BLOG NO MORE'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3413405553785377528</id><published>2008-01-05T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>so just like i said</title><content type='html'>moving on, towards the NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;i have moved on as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;a href="http://josayso.livejournal.com"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;! it's so green! yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3413405553785377528?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3413405553785377528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3413405553785377528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3413405553785377528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3413405553785377528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-just-like-i-said.html' title='so just like i said'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3997135014269765388</id><published>2008-01-02T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>2007 plus one</title><content type='html'>MUHAHAHHAHAHAHHA. 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates on maxine's tea party soon! plus pictures as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's going to school tmr, he's becoming a lysian, as how they call themselves! MUHHAHAHAHHHA. and i am rejoicing now by staying awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the NEW year dinner just now. damn delicious lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i intend to try new things. just like how i ate the vegetables just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was conversing with weelyn... she thinks buses are boys. and when i told her that her new year resolution should be to stop tsk-ing. she started TSK-ing again. amazingly, clarissa and i said the same thing. hahhaaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so very determined to get a new phone asap. nokia 5310. quite slim and it double up as a mp3. hahaha. i want it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3997135014269765388?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3997135014269765388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3997135014269765388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3997135014269765388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3997135014269765388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-plus-one.html' title='2007 plus one'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2749619663050464041</id><published>2007-12-31T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so as the year 2007 is coming to an end. and i am reaching my 100th post soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are indeed countless memorable moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mrs lim and mrs heng as our form and co-form teachers!!! no more sim!&lt;br /&gt;2. sitting in the bandits corner at the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;3. sitting next to weelyn - she's a great big joke!&lt;br /&gt;4. my new golden bari sax =D&lt;br /&gt;5. liaw shu juan constantly being called and caught sleeping by mdm heng&lt;br /&gt;6. chatting with jenny during chinese.&lt;br /&gt;7. using pens and highlighters to vandalise her as well.&lt;br /&gt;8. getting invisible friends, such as mary, nancy... oh yeah. dee dee kinda died. &lt;br /&gt;9. chow's slow-motion and graceful fall during pe&lt;br /&gt;10. chow and cheong and their share of inner desires...&lt;br /&gt;11. making weelyn push more air for her solo&lt;br /&gt;12. attempting to make weelyn less stone-hearted, by suggesting that she watch HK drama serials which failed.&lt;br /&gt;13. sitting next to elsie and sherri during band and laughing about stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;14. weelyn's constant actions of smiling and laughing to herself.&lt;br /&gt;15. mrs heng and her touching stories&lt;br /&gt;16. mrs heng giving out chocolates ang baos&lt;br /&gt;17. tricking weelyn with a joke that did not even existed because chow and all were laughing at weelyn's leftovers on her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;18. the disgusting JOKEY (POKEY's imitation)&lt;br /&gt;19. sim constantly trying to get our attention during lessons, but still, failed.&lt;br /&gt;20. sim's zoo-keeper, singapore flag outfit. the small variety of clothes she has and keeps on wearing the same ones over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;21. weelyn and her FATE.&lt;br /&gt;22. how anne &lt;strong&gt;BELL GAR&lt;/strong&gt; came about. during physic lesson&lt;br /&gt;23.getting all exciting and going around to ask people to witness the arrival of my bari sax.&lt;br /&gt;24. jenny and her church stories.&lt;br /&gt;25. jenny's you are the mucus in me&lt;br /&gt;26. everything in hawaii&lt;br /&gt;27. countless numbers of assignments and tests &lt;br /&gt;28. making up endless URLs for ethel- eg. musclethel. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;29. passing my 2.4km run again =D&lt;br /&gt;30. clarissa and her enlarge picture of rambutan and her.&lt;br /&gt;31. section outings and the non-stop gossipping sessions. &lt;br /&gt;32. bey bey always pronoucing weelyn's name wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;33. the cabbing of the simeians. always trying to cab before the surcharge hour and then failed. &lt;br /&gt;34. spending a fortune of cabs alone.&lt;br /&gt;35. SYF and the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;36. constantly asking ms wendy, whenever i see her, for my pizza.&lt;br /&gt;37. being in the pc council and getting cassandra in as well.&lt;br /&gt;38. surprise from the juniors before leaving the band.&lt;br /&gt;39. always wanting to begin revising which never started till later.&lt;br /&gt;40. all the teachers' motivationals talks.&lt;br /&gt;41. disasterous chem practicals. plus the fact that i am sitted next to weelyn&lt;br /&gt;42. jenny's always wanting to forget someone but in the end, did not.&lt;br /&gt;43. ms lim and her super cold and sarcastic jokes. burrr.&lt;br /&gt;44. chinese drills with jenny. and all the food we brought to eat secretly.&lt;br /&gt;45. constantly re-arranging the furniture in my room for better feng shui&lt;br /&gt;46. the countless and endless numbers of korean, Taiwan and HK drama serials i have watched. a great big addiction.&lt;br /&gt;47. writing anonymous letter to weelyn. it was indeed quite a success with accomplices like audrey, sonia and chandni.&lt;br /&gt;48. pasting post-it notes on audrey and sonia and getting them to develop a phobia.&lt;br /&gt;49. pretend that we paste post-it on them and then, making them look like idiots touching their own backs.&lt;br /&gt;50. ethel always screaming because of small insects.&lt;br /&gt;51. my GREAT SWEET SIXTEEN SURPRISE from GREAT FRIENDS =D&lt;br /&gt;52. awareness created to save the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;53. 4/6 singing 'HOME' to celebrate national day.&lt;br /&gt;54. audrey and her BOON LAY! the experience of being stalked!&lt;br /&gt;55. our mini food feast between aurdrey, sonia, chandni and i.&lt;br /&gt;56. the bring your own food on monday event. getting a freeloader sometimes. being able to save money on mondays. trying out good food!&lt;br /&gt;57. being level champs for sports day!&lt;br /&gt;58. getting a feel of anxiety while waiting for the chinese O levels results.&lt;br /&gt;59. tricking isabel into doing something stupid TWICE!&lt;br /&gt;60. 4/6's wonderful performance for our lovely teachers on teachers' day!&lt;br /&gt;61. weelyn and her great ambition of wanting to teach biology in chinese!&lt;br /&gt;61. getting A1 for PE. &lt;br /&gt;62. weelyn and ethel always having some leftovers on their lips.&lt;br /&gt;63. maxine and her greenie.&lt;br /&gt;64. the tung tung tung da da da song, where the nickname of clarissa, TUNG TUNG, became more well-known.&lt;br /&gt;65. the class getting more enaged in the calculator game.&lt;br /&gt;66. spending the last few days of school in the MPR2!&lt;br /&gt;67. locking people out of the MPR2.&lt;br /&gt;68. maxine and her shot of the moment- she took a picture of weelyn's drug addicted face!!&lt;br /&gt;69. the school revamping - they got new huge umbrellas!!!&lt;br /&gt;70. taking class pictures.&lt;br /&gt;71. failed english lessons since no one listens to her.&lt;br /&gt;72. weelyn and jenny getting the same grad night dresses! because weelyn told me the other night, she was afraid that someone might have the same dress. and it came true! AHAHHAHHAH.&lt;br /&gt;73. alumni band's practices and debut performance!&lt;br /&gt;74. playing the cooking mama game!!&lt;br /&gt;75. having regular fanmily gatherings!&lt;br /&gt;76. cam-whoring with the class whenever...&lt;br /&gt;77. my own drama serials marathon.&lt;br /&gt;78. sleepovers, parties, concerts. &lt;br /&gt;79. singing christmas songs loudly! 5 GOLD-EN RINGGSS.&lt;br /&gt;80. spending time with the bandits and reminiscing the past =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. 2007 have been a great one. and rather short as well. december's ending and 2008's coming... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am absolutely grateful for everything. thank you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2749619663050464041?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2749619663050464041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2749619663050464041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2749619663050464041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2749619663050464041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-as-year-2007-is-coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2018895284411848861</id><published>2007-12-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>ABNIA's sweet sixteen birthday bash thingy</title><content type='html'>it was raining... met clarissa first to go to suntec city to get sonia's present. weelyn, ethel and max were going to be late. and amazingly, audrey was on the same train as us. but she did not wanted to look like an idiot, walking to the middle to find us and so we met her at cityhall. and that's when, her new nick, &lt;strong&gt;AH LIAW&lt;/strong&gt;, came from. she was telling us about her day at work. damn funny lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max was even funnier. she did not even know that we are meeting at 3pm... she was like shopping! so we decided to meet ethel and max in the train at 5.45pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weelyn did not know her way around suntec city! HAHHAHA. finally.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we went to sentosa! how cool man. so many interesting places! oh yes. we paid 3 bucks for admission to sentosa by the bus. and then we went to change into our party outfit. hahhaa. so cool. we even used the handicapped toilet and i felt so guilty because i saw an elderly in the wheelchair and there is like so many un-handicapped people queueing for that toilet as well. sentosa is super crowded man, so so many people. we took the tram to buy ice and then to the resort. imagine how shock i was when i saw the resort. it's on a friggin mountain!!! the stairs were so steep. i was breathless and we had to climb up again to the room! woah. i sure gotten older. they went like OOOMMMGGG! when they saw us. hahhaha. it's sure was hilarious. it feels like a class reunion as well. the cake was cool man, got jelly beans one. foreigner baked it. sonia really loved the present we got her! and abi had to take a while to rip off the layers of newspaper, to finally get her present. HAHAH. we went home soon after. took emo pictures while waiting for the bus and for a moment, the bus driver bluff us that he is not taking passengers anymore. i was in shock for a while, thinking that if i actually walk out of sentosa - i die. and so we left sentosa and took the MRT home. what a party man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun fun fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must go to sentosa again! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2018895284411848861?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2018895284411848861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2018895284411848861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2018895284411848861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2018895284411848861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/abnias-sweet-sixteen-birthday-bash.html' title='ABNIA&apos;s sweet sixteen birthday bash thingy'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3464339500654685233</id><published>2007-12-28T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. today's so funny =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to NTUC and the market with my brather TWICE because we brought the wrong cabbage and vegetable. we cycled to and fro, so exhausted from all the moving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, i meet cassandra at the bus stop to pass her eda's file. it's so sad that the saxophone section today consisted only of TWO SAD SOULS, namely, joey and cassandra. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was an hour late in meeting weelyn, audrey and ethel, together with clarissa. bought all the stuff, walking and joking around is not my really my thing. my back was aching. so i rather sitting and joking around. hee hee. keiran oh was bullying me lah! HAHA. i told him i was big bully and he said he was small bully! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weelyn's brother and mine clicked well togther, sad to say, it was because of maple. ahah. and so audrey drew or rather, wrote the words and weelyn, clarissa and i were busy spreading the shiny, glitterly small stuff. and i must say, it looks expensive.. hahhaha. can open a shop, CREATE YOUR OWN SHIRT-ONE OF ITS KIND!, HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;so tmr's ABNIA's sweet sixteen birthday bash thing! AHA. we are so gonna surprised them! let's hope they will like it but we kinda guess their reaction already but nevertheless. it's gonna be great fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, our shirts looks damn cool! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3464339500654685233?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3464339500654685233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3464339500654685233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3464339500654685233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3464339500654685233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7387999004331616565</id><published>2007-12-26T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes. HAPPY BOXING DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day just keeps getting more interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmama, brather and i played mahjong all afternoon. and i was on a winning streak for a while. but nevertheless, it was great fun! and my brather, actually treated me to macs! how cool is it! that is like once in a lifetime, kinda thing. to be exact, he fork out 2.15 dollars for my meal plus he paid the delivery charge of 3 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i was very late in meeting the rest for dinner. i was quite full anyway. met clarissa and weelyn at cityhall, while i heard that audrey and eunice have not finished their food yet. we were super early for the concert and there was a piano and violin event held outside the concert hall. the concert was okay. love the christmas part where they popped their hats out! hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was no encore at all! so nevermind. we then went home. and like yeah. wow. we decided to do something special for ABNIA's party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7387999004331616565?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7387999004331616565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7387999004331616565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7387999004331616565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7387999004331616565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1483579235570241256</id><published>2007-12-24T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>i am going christmassy</title><content type='html'>ahhh. so. i still have a problem to solve. what would be a great gift to my friends and family. yes, i am still stuck there. hhahaha. well, i was working with those shows. i very well know the answer. because I AM THE ANSWER! hahhaha. yeah right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today. was not exactly a great day because i lost the mood to play computer games. now, i am really bored. what am i doing about my life, man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have wanted to say this quite long ago. i have not been cabbing since the car fare hike, 17th Dec 2007. clarissa too and definitely jennifer, since she was already overseas way before that. a toast to the simeians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still have to think about the theme for ABNIA's sweet sixteen birthday bash thing. haha. something vintage and glam. old and glamourous.hmmm. maxine suggested my grandmama's clothes, so i told her, my grandmama's very hip! AHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the future. after christmas, comes new year, comes results, come chinese new year. and my mum is quite, no, very straight-forward. she's really getting me a new phone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rejoice to christmas, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1483579235570241256?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1483579235570241256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1483579235570241256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1483579235570241256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1483579235570241256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-going-christmassy.html' title='i am going christmassy'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1514202598324779174</id><published>2007-12-23T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to address maxine on her comment regarding watching korean dramas. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH. it's nice to watch okay! and it has nothing to do with my posts being boring. which actually i agree my posts are nothing much. hahha. korean dramas and blogging are two separate stuff lah. hahha, then let me say something about my friend, maxine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she have eyes that looked exactly like joseph's eyes.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. maxine is soo interesting! i got to read this again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1514202598324779174?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1514202598324779174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1514202598324779174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1514202598324779174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1514202598324779174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-address-maxine-on-her-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-8170448399366073520</id><published>2007-12-22T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nah nah nah nah hey hey hey goodbye. ahhhh. HAWAII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha. st pat's alumni band concert on the 21st of dec.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY. the saxophonist guy was more than 2 thumbs up. i put all my fingers up for him. he's undoubtly a cool saxophonist, after me. AHAHA. anyway, there would never be a chance for me to play like him. but weelyn can try! hhahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting next to weelyn has always been a torture... come to think about it. i sat next to her for all the recent concerts. EW. hahhah. but it's highly entertaining though. hahah. i love the part when she said "it sure did not help at all" AHAHA. and jessie was somewhere around us, cannot see lah. hahha. damn racist. she was literally waiting for the concert to end quickly and she dozed off many many times as well. we discussed what to wear to abinia's party. imagine jessie with a bow tie and her basketball jersey! AHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole evening with EW-nice. as her name suggest, EW. Hahaha. i spent 5 bucks on ice cream! some healthy ones made from fruits and milk... how did they make cookies and cream flavour from fruits? anyway, it's unbelievable. we went shopping around the marketplace and met up with cindy, jeanette, elsie and their friend. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BITTER FIFTEEN,ESLIE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the dou-dough set, imitation of play-dou. so cool lah. had the urge to play dough! it's was reasonably priced though. got like the sushi set, ice cream set, dim sum set, pizza and pasta set, cake set etc. relieve those childhood moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. the club med bintan thing. a struggle man. first my mum allowed, then my dad disagreed. and now, the opposite happened. ARGH. super frustrating. i would really love to go man. it's like holiday-ing with your friends! apparently, there's not a time when both would agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's christmas in 2 days and a few more hours, to be slightly exact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's on leave from now all the way to christmas day! swimming, bowling, playing pool, and mainly excerising. the main focus for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;channel 55 coming up with a new serial show, glittering days. AHA. rejoice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-8170448399366073520?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/8170448399366073520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=8170448399366073520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8170448399366073520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8170448399366073520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/nah-nah-nah-nah-hey-hey-hey-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-681487861382217474</id><published>2007-12-19T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha. so my brother was really excited. he has gotten into loyang sec, his first choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the &lt;strong&gt;19th of dec.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;audrey, eve, weelyn and me went to ALl THAT JAZZ concert. it's a local saxophonist and pianist. a duet, i guess. it's really entertaining. they are good! during the concert, many hilarious things happened. we saw a gay man, who believes true love do exist. it's not that i am against anything, however, the way he says it is simply&lt;br /&gt;funny. AHA. and i threw weelyn's programme sheet like a frisbee and refuses to pick it up for her. hahah. i am so very mean actually. and i forgot why, but whenever i looked at weelyn, it's like a habit for me to start laughing. AHAHHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. i met weelyn and audrey at bedok and we went to grab dinner at bugis mall, i think it's called bugis mall lah. and audrey also have a street directory! COOL. she walked us all the way to the YMS Arts Centre. on the way back. we took pictures. but weelyn was no where to be found. weird huh. HAH. and eve actually ran across the road when the green light turned red. it was really shocking! i bet she has super fast reaction lah. and weelyn thought audrey, who has short legs already ran till the middle of the road (waiting for cars to bang her. HAHAH.)well, it's WEELYN, you see. anyway. some man wanted to ask weelyn for directions but she just walked away. how rude. all of a sudden, eve wanted to piggy-bag audrey. i guess people was like 'what the hell are they doing in the middle of the path?' but i was busily taking pictures of them. they move so fast but the camera got slow reaction. HAHA. weelyn became the HANGAR. she took charge of our bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA. i pestered weelyn by wanting to tell her about what's going to happened in Romantic Princess. HHAHAH. do you want to know now, weelyn? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not been to the water fountain for very long already. both audrey and eve walked to the middle and screamed something. everyone stared. so weelyn and i walked away...we went to the yakun toast shop and they seemed to be chasing us out lah. so quick in clear the untensils and all. and so we left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired. i slept deeply until 1pm plus the next day, &lt;strong&gt;DEC 20TH&lt;/strong&gt;. and when i woke up, NO ONE was at home and i almost freaked out. thinking, i was like dreaming liddat. actually, they all went to my grandmama's house to paint the walls and it was like a public holiday. hhahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-681487861382217474?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/681487861382217474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=681487861382217474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/681487861382217474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/681487861382217474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/aha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6211933828726840599</id><published>2007-12-18T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>my 91st post. i think.</title><content type='html'>i was thinking to hit 100 posts before using livejournal. okay weelyn, just bare with typing .blogspot.com. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the urge to get a new crumpler. argh. it is bad. i dun have any disposal money. ahahah, just like in geog, when we learn the tourism segment. why do people travel. one reason was because they have extra money for luxurious items, like travelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, it comes back to this, my family does not have disposal income. you see, i am still in singapore. AHAHA. my stupid brather had to go for the mindchamps thing, which obviously did not help him at all, looking at his attitude. and it cost like a whopping 3 thousands plus. and worse of all, i encourage my mum to let him go for the course. in the end, i was digging my own grave anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be able to say that the furthest i have been, was to thailand. but after this year. i can proudly say, the furthest i have been, was to HAWAII!!! AHA. envious? until now, it still feels like a dream. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6211933828726840599?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6211933828726840599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6211933828726840599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6211933828726840599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6211933828726840599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-91st-post-i-think.html' title='my 91st post. i think.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7438543842532111353</id><published>2007-12-18T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>how true.</title><content type='html'>i need my 8 days but i am too lazy to walk out. argh. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the section lunch yesterday. well, i did not have the lunch lah. i was very late. hahaha. and i heard that someone came back for band already and used.... oh nevermind. so, oh ya. kayler came back too, like finally. she's super quiet!! i doubt i can be like her at all, not talking. cassandra opens a candy shop, i just realised. and joey was like counting calories!?! jia wei was with us too, until she had to go bedok inter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching american inventor, and the invention, Word Aces, looks pretty cool. i want to get it. aha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ususal people, plus eve, went for the JC Band Fest 2007 concert on sunday. they were playing very serious music. and weelyn got another target, her own race! AHAH. clarissa is super violent and she says that she is sayang-ing us. what a reason!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Hady won Asian Idol! aha. first asian idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the times, when we had school. there were so many things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes, in a blink of an eye, it is now, december and a week to christmas. i remember at the beginning of the year, the teachers were all saying that, this year is going to pass very fast. hours that felt like seconds and months that felt like days. really man. way too fast. there was many tests, exams and assignments to finish and it seemed as though the deadline was coming after you. although the teachers gave us a pretty reasonably long time to finish, i always took things for granted. was watching the HK drama, father and son, there was one line that said, in life, we will meet a set of triplets. Loss, Regret and Cherish.like now, i lost the time and regret not giving my best. so i am wondering how to cherish all the lost time. i dun mean to be a spoilsport, randomly. but i just happens to have a bad feeling about my results, no matter how much i want for it to be good. i am afraid to give to much hope to myself and later, fall deeper into my own grave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once it's gone, there's honestly, nothing much you can do already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7438543842532111353?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7438543842532111353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7438543842532111353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7438543842532111353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7438543842532111353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-true.html' title='how true.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1584016513338891220</id><published>2007-12-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>5 gold-en ringssss</title><content type='html'>yes yes. manage to show off the not-so-wonderful voice of mine yesterday at clarissa's house. her mum's choir was singing and so the rest of us also sang along. i was very out of tune though. oh nevermind. maxine said she was worse. HAHA. cindy painted my nail, it was alright to begin with but disastrous towards the end. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa's mum fetch me home! yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we have the sort of class dinner today. and guess how many people turned up! yes yes, it is more than sufficient to count using my both hands. and then there was 8, dode.abi.weelyn.audrey.clarissa.maxine.jessie.me. we went to east coast park, the food village. and clarissa and i went for a hike before that, that's why we were late. we proceed to the beach and i kinda lost audrey's orange band on her camera, really sorry yeah. hee hee. and we played &lt;em&gt;would you rather...&lt;/em&gt; and truth or dare. and we left at abt 11.20pm plus, leaving jessie and abi at the beach. us, getting influence from dode and actually were pretty racist ourselves, teased jessie about being unable to see her. oh my. we waited for melody and walked to her house. her house's windy. so nice. and clarissa's mum fetched me home again. we saw a road block. cool. it's lighting looks like christmas style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so now, i am home. there's a concert tmr. it's the JC band festival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brather got the eagles award. a full 120 bucks man. can buy stuff or save it. and he's showing off. augh. what a proud man. and he doesn't share. i guess i will never too. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jennifer's online, like finally. all the way from Germany. absolute coolness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1584016513338891220?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1584016513338891220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1584016513338891220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1584016513338891220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1584016513338891220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-gold-en-ringssss.html' title='5 gold-en ringssss'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7752243405912346507</id><published>2007-12-11T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning news. CAR FARE HIKE! that's means i will have to either spend more money on cabs or stop taking cabs. either way is not to my advantage. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEC 10th.&lt;br /&gt;went to town with weelyn, clarissa and maxine yesterday to shop for maxine's pink dress and present. max has a budget of 40 bucks and she finally bought the polka dotted dress from pur pur after making me walk into sooo many shops. and aha. more insides on weelyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEC 12th/13th&lt;br /&gt;ETHEL'S SWEET AND PINK SIXTEEN BIRTHDAY cum slumber party! seen too much pink for one day. clarissa and maxine were REALLLY formal. haha. for once, the pink balloons were cool. ethel was really funny. she wanted to video us walking in again because she forgot to do so when we first came, so we re-enact the scene. and then maxine was busily taking pictures with the balloons, it seemed like a photo shoot. and we played the number game again. MUHAHHAHA. my feng shui was good. anne kept losing though. and the cake was pretty. we then planned to smashed a slice into ethel's face. and it was caught on video too! we kept replaying the scene! audrey, clarissa and maxine started to sing the benny lava song in chipmunk style. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at ethel's house for the movie marathon. well, abi was pretty much against korean movies. we kinda watched only one, homerun. but i knocked off during the show. before that, we were prank calling. HAHAH. too funny. maxine's great low voice is superb. it's was indeed hilarious-ly great. laughing so much softly. and raffles, ethel's youngest brother, is so smart man and adorable. woke up about 12pm plus. totally missed breakfast, ate branch instead and ethel's mum got us a very nice hello kitty box with cookies. clarissa even thought that was our food. HAHA. watched bend it like beckham in the afternoon. and then we left about 5.20pm plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEC 14th&lt;br /&gt;woke up at noon. ate mee siam. watched romantic princess finished. abrupt ending. there's only 13 episodes. i guess there will be a part 2. i reached the climax of the story and then it ended, just liddat. what the hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bra-ther getting to know which school he's posted to soon. 5 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7752243405912346507?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7752243405912346507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7752243405912346507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7752243405912346507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7752243405912346507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/morning-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1738089793012942115</id><published>2007-12-07T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>alumni's debut performance</title><content type='html'>ahhh. well well well. however. because it's dec and just like how i remember it in geog, it's the northeast monsoon period. it's has been raining alternatively. rain then shine, shine then rain. but nevertheless, the alumni band managed to make it's debut performance. thank you God. we thought that it might be fated for us if it rains when we were about to perform. but anyway, i felt very very tired, totally worn out today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simeians were earlier than farah today. hmph. and i must say, we are quite lucky people, the train was waiting for us. HAH. so we met up with audrey, who was on the earlier train then us, WOW right? weelyn was, no, IS always late. and forever will be. haha. so she came like lat&lt;strong&gt;ER&lt;/strong&gt;. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am always a nice person. so i render my services to the bari sax player in ccps. she's only primary 3! incredible huh. imagine the amount of air she has. but anyway. i asked her if she was playing the tenor sax before, and she replied "woah, how you know?" and another sax player was like "because she's smart!" hahah. oh yes, i agree too. i told her that it's always usually the case. tenor then bari. she's polite and thank me for carrying her instrument. i sure do hope she will take good care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride to and fro gardentech park was fun. really fun. played the number game. apparently, my feng shui is too good already. always guessing the correct number. haha, i can read people's mind. MUHAHAHHA. we played where's the peanut? too. and some 3 timetable game, which, i however, was quite confused and slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine woke up late today. so she did come with us to board the bus. so sorry ya, i was supposed to tell you how to get there. i was reading the newpaper just now and there was an article about the gardentech 2007 and the address! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. before i forgot, actually, i think i might remember it for the rest of my life. i missed out on play for the alumni band's debut performance. sniff sniff. because the ccps bari sax was already sent back and eda's not coming. so yeah. i have no instrument. it's fated man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and adlin came today. she's having a 3 months break. so cool lah. she's like always travelling to and fro singapore. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have addition of 2 members today.. and yes, they were quite unexpectedly expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't play my computer games today, took a long and deep nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't remember if weelyn did any stupid things today. oh ya! the door at ccps, can only open from the inside. and weelyn was locked out. she got no strength lah. because i am nice, i opened it for her after a while. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. we all took the bus today! YAY SIMEIANS! together with weelyn and farah. to eat because we all were damn hungry. and the food was honestly, super tempting lah.  but i got food at home, so i refrain from eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. that's was my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1738089793012942115?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1738089793012942115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1738089793012942115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1738089793012942115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1738089793012942115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/alumnis-debut-performance.html' title='alumni&apos;s debut performance'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7702312949477689126</id><published>2007-12-04T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>the movie marathon plus plus</title><content type='html'>so i was  packing for the sleepover. then i think jenny called me or i called her lah. she said that she was bring another tee only and that she was not going to like sleep nor bath till next morning. so i decided to bring lesser stuff. and so i bet with jenny, saying that the first person who packed finish and called the other back, will get a curry puff. and so jenny called me first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to seven eleven to meet eunice and jenny got BOO-ed by her. it was funny man. it seemed like jennifer gets scared easily, so she needs her BO***. HAHA. and we met up with the rest - maxine, farah and clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to tung tung's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched&lt;br /&gt;The Guardian&lt;br /&gt;American Pie:Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;Ratatouille&lt;br /&gt;about 30 seconds of Saw&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical 2&lt;br /&gt;The Others&lt;br /&gt;200 Pounds of Beauty&lt;br /&gt;The Pursuit of Happyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farah left around evening while weelyn and audrey took their own sweet time coming to clarissa's house. they were like still sleeping in the late afternoon. pigs. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner. everyone was helping.. to eat. hahaha. it was yummy and the grapes was good. i guess i kinda finished half of it. the rest was trying to aim the grape into each other's mouth. obviously an unsuccessful attempt to do so. until clarissa threw it into audrey's mouth and they was rejoicing. once, the grape actually bounces off clarissa's teeth because it covers one third of her mouth already. we played the number game and jennifer guessed the correct number. she had to eat salad and the grape. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we send maxine off to the bus stop for her ballet. because it was a dark alley. imagine what we were all doing. i realised audrey is not very brave at all. even weelyn was quite brave. eunice and clarissa tried to scare audrey and jennifer by screaming and touching them. HAHA. and they were entertaining the lalas at the oppposite bus stop by singing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so maxine left. when we reach home, weelyn and audrey got ready to leave for work. and then eunice wanted to watch HSM2. she was like singing and dancing ALONG! haha. then we watched THE OTHERS. gosh, it was funnily scary. we got shocked. clarissa and jennifer were concentrating while eunice was playing some online games. and i was multi-tasking, watching and playing the game too. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, abt after half the show. audrey and weelyn came back with huang chi. so we all watched the rest of THE OTHERS. weelyn was very very very afraid. actually, i think huang chi was the only brave one. HA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched the hawaii and the graduation night. haha. those were the times... &lt;br /&gt;watched some funny videos on youtube. it was super stomach-tickling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, we watched 200 pounds of beauty. and i doze off soon after. argh. i slept before jennifer and now, i owe her 2 curry puffs. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think one by one, they all slept asleep. and only audrey and clarissa stayed alive till 8am. woah. applause for them. hahah. then we are went up to the guest room to sleep. all 7 of us squeezed into it. i was widely awake then. and the rest was sleeping very soundly. i slept at 9.30am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, tung tung's alarm rang at 10am! LOUDLY. and audrey was in shock. HAHA. she was like " what time is it?.... " just like the HSM2. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenny and i needed to go home to bath first. we were very lucky that clarissa's mum was going to work too. she send us to our houses. YAY. we walked back to tung tung's house. and we cabbed together to ccps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band. and i could not play properly. AHHHHHHH. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to macs to eat and chatted about hawaii. haha. bet with jenny and clarissa to see whether they can stand still, w/o support in the MRT. and they did. so i owe both one curry puff each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, being the 6th of DEC, thursday.&lt;br /&gt;we had band in sch. and i thought we were supposed to go to ccps. wth. anyway. i still love my bari sax very very much. and audrey is affirmed as the president of the alumni band! yay. rejoice. should have bet with her for one curry puff. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hook on computer games. it fun fun fun. haha. tmr, alumni band debut at some gardentech park! cheers to it being a success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7702312949477689126?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7702312949477689126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7702312949477689126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7702312949477689126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7702312949477689126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/movie-marathon-plus-plus.html' title='the movie marathon plus plus'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4236928211640492435</id><published>2007-12-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>DECEMBER'S IN!</title><content type='html'>so anyways. ate late night supper yesterday's yesterday. treat from dad. YAY! delivery from MACS! woohoo. was certainly pretty hungry. watch a new korean show till 2am plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEC 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the changi simei residents' day! there's the milo trunk, reminds me of the primary school sports day. so i got free flow of cold milo! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were performance by the changkat primary school and some singing and dancing. my bro was pretty excited that his school is performing, i could heard him shouting in my sleep! actually, i was half-awake. so that's why i could hear him. went for the lucky draw. oh gosh! the first prize was in fact is PSP!!! ice silver in colour. sadly, i was not lucky. and my dad even want to take picture with the minister, MPs... but we realised that they only talk to toddlers and the elderly. so anyway. i took the so-called goodie bags and went home. the "goodies" were like pamphlets and brochures. there was wax crayon as well?!?! and NEWater from national day!!? and a huan bao dai (recyclable bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with the big family. went to Red House at east coast, it's kinda to celebrate my aunt's birthday but there was no cake, no brithday song to sing.. well, the building is not exactly painted in red. anyway. we were late. everyone was already there. so embarrassing lah. the food was good! it costed a bomb, one thousand over dollars. gosh. this is definitely the most expensive meal i have eaten. and today, i enjoyed myself, playing with shannon who always got "stolen" by averil and still hooked on the cooking mama game while always getting interrupted by joanna. saw two new faces in the family today... ohhhh. the wedding bells are ringing. HAHA. someone brought her boyfriend while the other brought his girlfriend. alyssa and i started to teased them... it's was hilarious man. had a conference call with tung tung, jennifer, eunice and audrey. that should be all. about the sleepover later at 11am. because there was a change in practices' dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now. it's already DECEMBER. wow. unbelievable to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am looking forward to... every single day. i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr. aunt maggie is coming with her three boys who i remember playing with when i was way way younger. but tung tung's sleepover starts at 11am. sighs. torn between the both. should make trips to and forth. HAHA. anyway, tung tung's house is within cycling distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so tired. was just watching the hawaii videos i took. well, dad finally found the cable to connect to the tv. YAY HIM! but now, i owe him 5 bucks. because i told him that if he finds it, i give him 5 bucks. shit lah. should have say in rupiah. but he's not so petty and easily forgets. so i guess i can save this 5 bucks. i have been seriously broke this week. aiyo. how to buy 8 days tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been alright. but the future seemed unclear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4236928211640492435?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4236928211640492435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4236928211640492435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4236928211640492435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4236928211640492435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/decembers-in.html' title='DECEMBER&apos;S IN!'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-175015295789298380</id><published>2007-12-01T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>it's the 1st!!</title><content type='html'>1st of december. meaning, it's has been roughly about 27 days after my last paper. and what have i actually been doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been marathoning. my korean shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i heard about something shocking. wonder if our 14 member alumni band plus a thing will actually increase. dunno how i will react but let's see how things go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-175015295789298380?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/175015295789298380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=175015295789298380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/175015295789298380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/175015295789298380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-1st.html' title='it&apos;s the 1st!!'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4998366169037281959</id><published>2007-11-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found more good shows... at www.mysoju.com&lt;br /&gt;so so so many more korean shows, plus they also have taiwan shows. cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOV 22nd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the PSLE results were out. 294 is like WOW, but my bro's results are definitely far from there.. anyway. he choose loyang as his first choice. might be because of shawn. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOV 24th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated grandmama's seventy six birthday!woah. everyone was there! like finally, for once. even kenny, the long-time-no-see cousin came. he has grown fatter. bet he ate all the chocolates i ask him to get me on all his flights. RAH. i barely received any though. all the girls were addicted to the cooking mama game! man. it's so fun lah, chopping, slicing, frying, boiling... basically, you COOK! actually, i did not scored very well. the one i could get full marks for was instant ramen. it's like just putting hot water into the cup. that's all. shannon can walk already! now, that's really amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOV 27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. there was practice for the 14 member band. HAHA. guess i was a huge failure, i could not play low C and i was kinda worried. thank you MAX for coming to my rescue! and weelyn did not come. so actually, we are a 14 member band plus a thing. she was sleeping... she's really a pig man, even her brother says so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4998366169037281959?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4998366169037281959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4998366169037281959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4998366169037281959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4998366169037281959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/11/found-more-good-shows.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7030434557717684612</id><published>2007-11-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>an end or a new beginning?</title><content type='html'>so my secondary school life have come to an end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;graduation night. 16th nov 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hall was surely transformed. with all the balloons and plants. plus air coolers. oh. there were more chairs too. the stage looks nice with the balloons saying 2007 or Z00 7.  anyway. more importantly, simeians were late. very very late. it's kinda my fault. but i am grateful to clarissa and jennifer for waiting for me! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were speeches by ms martins and the G.O.H. oh. i shook daisy tan's hand for my award. we screamed when mrs heng and bey bey went up to stage. we screamed when our classmates &lt;em&gt;strutted their stuff&lt;/em&gt; on the stage. HAHA. felt like a superstar. &lt;em&gt;cameras clicking, almost blinded by the flashes.&lt;/em&gt; that was a huge exaggeration though. saw part of our class powerpoint. it's was awesomely hilarious. the main reason was because weelyn's &lt;strong&gt;drug addict&lt;/strong&gt; face was up there. gosh. she's looks WOAH. i laughed so hard. once again, i express my admiration to maxine who took this weelyn moment and created laughter in 4/6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cam whoring time. everyone was cam whoring with everyone. imagine the chaotic-ness. it was a hell lot of good times. as cliche as it sounds, all good things must come to an end. i was really tired running around from simei to orchard to simei to bedok. so i went home to sleep. yeah. putting on make up is really troublsome, have to use some cleanser to clean off the make up before washing your face. and my face felt itchy after that. and the lipstick felt as though there's something on my lips. but nevertheless, it was a great experience. plus, there's lots of memories to take back with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;band. 19th/20th nov 2007.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;oh my. eda was not there. and i realised shi yun is in fact joey. and she has the same last name as joey seah. hahah. what a coincidence. heard the band play. back to basics for me. i forgot what's E flat. really missed those sectional practices time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drama serial marathon. 21th nov 2007.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hahahha. great acheivement. finished a show, happy ending. HAHAHAHA. rotted the whole day. i need more shows now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be baking pinapple tarts tmr. busy busy day. &lt;br /&gt;plus, my bro will be getting back his PSLE results. OH NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7030434557717684612?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7030434557717684612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7030434557717684612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7030434557717684612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7030434557717684612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/11/end-or-new-beginning.html' title='an end or a new beginning?'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1439189420749252745</id><published>2007-11-13T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>freedom's calling. HAHA.</title><content type='html'>ahh. now, i am able to experience the real meaning of being FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, bio paper was alright.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to clear ALL the tables and chairs. apparently, i did not help much. anyway, grad night rehearsal was funny and sloooww. went to eastpoint soon after, just because jenny wanted a drink. wow right. under the HOT HOT sun, we were walking. so so so warm. i have been very racist towards jenny. i am so sorry i can't help it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weelyn was telling me that she got her dress from daniel yam... she hopes that no one will have that same dress. HAHAHAHA. apparently, jenny got the same one!!!! it's really hilarious lah. i am still laughing. it's really God's way of making sport of people. such a great coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the band today, wow. so missing them, my wonderful saxophone section and my beloved bari sax... well, it's not exactly mine now. it was once mine. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today. before bio paper. pao and abu kept looking at audrey, especially her NOSE! it's RED HOT. actually i am exaggerating. it's just slightly burnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an endless list of things i want to try and learn and do. i just dunno where to begin. such a big headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, freedom's calling and i am going to cry my heart out with all the drama serials. HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1439189420749252745?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1439189420749252745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1439189420749252745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1439189420749252745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1439189420749252745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/11/freedoms-calling-haha.html' title='freedom&apos;s calling. HAHA.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5589381458848232030</id><published>2007-11-08T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess this is how people are, always unsatisfied. took a really long nap today. catching up on my beauty sleep because of all the sleepless nights incurred during the last 3 weeks or so. haha. when i woke up, i kinda rejoice! because i can have my serial shows marathon. but when i re-watched some of the shows. i felt bored. it seemed as though i lost my direction, as in what i planned before and now. being so free, i dunno what to do. see, being free is another problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one more paper left, bio mcq.&lt;br /&gt;finally, it's going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la la, la la la la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5589381458848232030?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5589381458848232030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5589381458848232030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5589381458848232030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5589381458848232030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-guess-this-is-how-people-are-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1265410651927196923</id><published>2007-10-31T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>on the first day of november.</title><content type='html'>the first day of november. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no paper today! hahha. i have finished majority of the major papers, there's still bio, phy, ss and the MCQs paper. PHEW! got through the first week which was really really terrible. had one paper every single day of the week. then came the day where we have 3 papers - eng, eng, maths. yesterday was maths p2. and today is study day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we kinda surprise audrey on her birthday. although the surprise was not exactly shocking enough. we had pizzas, chicken wings and cakes.and there was matches without candles too. HAPPY 6TH BRITHDAY, AURDREY. and she's treating us dinner today. YAY. free food always taste better. hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they all bought 8 days!!! for the free gifts. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week, we have been meeting in eastpoint, simei, before cabbing together to school for exams. hahaha. people like audrey, weelyn, eunice and huang chi finally got attracted to the wonderful simei. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my. 14 more days to F R E E D O M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother bribed me into paying 5 bucks for his handphone cover. in exchange for the chair. i must say, it's a pretty good deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1265410651927196923?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1265410651927196923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1265410651927196923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1265410651927196923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1265410651927196923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-first-day-of-november.html' title='on the first day of november.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-595584206118435658</id><published>2007-10-11T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:30.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>the last day- it's official.</title><content type='html'>where can i start from? this week has been wonderfully wonderful! it's was absolutely splendid. from locking people out of the MPR2 to playing a fool with the visualiser to mocking people, especially weelyn. as the saying goes, 'a picture speaks a thousand words.' so when our dear maxine post the pictures, we will all understand the situation better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, there's geog in the morning and she looks happy. well, at least she was smiling. then we had english, &lt;em&gt;teo could not bear to see us go and she went to the toilet to cry her heart out&lt;/em&gt; like about 20mins before lesson end. to be more specific, she cried because she missed audrey. HAHA. this was the time, the WEELYN MOMENT! she was locked out of class and her pictures caused the whole class to roar with laughter. she's a great clown! most importantly, who took the pictures? this is where our dear maxine comes in. she took the picture. bravo bravo to her. alright, then audrey got locked out. and i was stoops-ly fooled into opening the door for her. RAHHH. anyway, that's not the point. then it was physics, when we were taking pictures with the visualiser. it's was cool man. hahha. then mrs yip came in. but we kinda continued posing. and stoops audrey started to say that i had a crushed on deborah!?!?! anyway, i dunno why, for some weird reason, my eyes were looking into deborah's direction. and until now, i still dun understand why i looked into that direction. oh well. ms martins came in to give some advices, she said that it is wad you desire. desire is important to get wad you want. and that one week is enough if we do desire strongly to do well. i guess she's right. &lt;strong&gt;think strong desires.&lt;/strong&gt; she's cool. she got the school going alright. there's cool new umbrella, yellow, green, blue. new tables to study on! it's so cool sitting under the big green shade. HA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess, we did the 4.6 thing. moulded-not exactly- ourselves into 4.6 and took some pictures. cool huh. and we like walk into the canteen like one big gang liddat. hahha.  felt so authorative. and then we were about 15 mins late for bio lessons but sim was even later. and we took pictures with her, not exactly true cause we stood in front of the visualiser while she was helping us freeze the image. see how much technology does for us. the last part for the day was hilarious. we gave juliana an unexpected surprise. actually, we wanted to scare her but then we sang her the juliana song in the end and she was delighted by our "surprise". bey bey came in the last moment to gave out report books, dode constantly took pictures of her. it's was reallly funny. we sang her favourite it's hot hot song. and dode was still taking pictures of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. got my long-awaited-for band tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went down for geog tutorial and sat under the yellow shade waiting for ms lim to appear. and so she did. she was trying to be funny. randomly, a women pop her head into the class and ms lim gave a stoops comment. which apparently, i forgot again. &lt;br /&gt;then loser asked ms lim a question, about the part Y of the meander. i think loser wanted to confirm if Y is a river cliff or something. this is what i heard... why is a ... something.. and then i realised she said Y is a... something.. i thought she was asking WHY? it was really hilarious, i realised like one second later. and my stomach ached a bit after that. i saw ms lim smiling... scandalous huh, something must have spark her happiness for the last few days. so after the lesson, we were seated under the green shade, talking and laughing aloud. then i spotted ms lim, in hawailian shorts.  she looked so cartoon. then channy, maxine and i followed her?!!?! hahaha, unsucessful stalkers cause she left in her car already. hahha. so stoops lah. and that we saw the video channy took, it was hilariously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, conclusion. everything stays as beautiful memories :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life evolves around S T U D Y for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-595584206118435658?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/595584206118435658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=595584206118435658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/595584206118435658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/595584206118435658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-its-official.html' title='the last day- it&apos;s official.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-484842212188242696</id><published>2007-10-03T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently, the calulator pressing to 100 thing is getting more and more well-known in the class, so much so that they were playing it during english today. and i must say, audrey's caught the bad luck today, fancy getting caught by 2 of her favourite teachers, TEO and SIM. i shall let her relate her sad day story herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must also say that i pity audrey ALOT, for having to sit next to a thing. hahhaha. a thing called weelyn, which is also known as GROSS, for short.. hahahhaa. weelyn was being emo in her blog. and she mentioned that despite all the teasing and taunting, she is still happy. somewhere along this line. but anyway, that's not the point. the point is, she's fine with our constant humiliation of her. wow. i must applaud for your courage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sitting in a air-con room the whole morning for the past 3 days has been great. other than the fact that weelyn starts cracking up, with her lame ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what happened during geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we moved into MPR2 for lessons till we expire out from school, we can easily pop ourselves across the partition for geog class. and so today, we had geog. so we all quickly pop across and took our seats and waited in the dark excitedly. when ms lim came back, we were all expecting her to be shock. but apparently, she wasn't. oh well. and then we were discussing tutorial days. and then she asked if any teachers wanted us back after our break. and then she said that no teachers would want us back. and so i think this was what happened. see i having having some short-term memory loss. so it is not really accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isabel "do you want us back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lim "why? you think that you all are the love of my life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHAHAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love of her life? why would she even think about that? there dun seemed to be any link at all.  and she let us off on time but the lit girls were still like with ms kang. and so we decided to say loudly, "thank you ms lim. may god bless you everyday." to hint hint to ms kang that we are done and would like to go back to class. it was really hilarious man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. there's a new song. you are the mucus in me. adapted from jennifer. notice the word, MUCUS. ahahhahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't exactly remember what happened few days ago. argh. so frustrating lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i was going to stay away from the computer until nov 13. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-484842212188242696?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/484842212188242696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=484842212188242696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/484842212188242696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/484842212188242696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/10/apparently-calulator-pressing-to-100.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3857803371424814304</id><published>2007-09-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i can't remember what actually happened today and the past week. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do remember the tung tung tung da da da song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also remember mrs heng talking about her love life today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bey bey praised us today too! haha. AMAZING MAN. it's like the first time. she said that our classroom was very clean and our class actually improve in our studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. graduation day/evening/night is on the 16 of november and in school. i dun see any point in having it, no testimonials to receive but we must catwalk up and down the stage in our white coloured outfit. they made up their minds already and it's done. what can i say? i dun exactly detest wearing a dress. i did before, nong nong time ago. when i was young and innocent. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. ethel and weelyn kept food for recess and dinner respectively. in the morning, ethel had peanut butter toast remains on the sides of her mouth. in the afternoon, weelyn had her sandwich bits on the sides of her mouth. apparently, it is better for them not to eat toasted bread. and today, for amaths tutorial from 2.30pm to 5pm, it was a huge torture man. i was like seated next to weelyn. oh gosh. the times i used to sit next to her in class came back into my mind. i was terrified. she was super noise lah. and fate was seated right behind her. also, for the past few weeks, i think her illness got worse, she's like ... a very successful joker. everyone's laughing at her full of shitness. gosh. God, please watch over her and make sure she dun deteriorates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh. cab home with audrey and weelyn, they made me succumb to temptations lah. summore got surcharge. but i would like to say thank you to audrey for paying. HAHA. thank you so much for paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been much much better now, studying do make a difference. haha. wow, knowing this now is bad. it's wonderful and more hard work is definitely needed. i dun know  how am i going to last until the 13 of nov. but i will try harded anyway. okay, that's so not movtivating. oh well. i felt out of the world since prelims started and when it ended, i lost the momentum, so where is it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid-autumn fest. played with lanterns and fire. ahhh. wow, can't exactly remember how long ago, i played those stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3857803371424814304?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3857803371424814304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3857803371424814304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3857803371424814304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3857803371424814304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-i-cant-remember-what-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2469629004463763038</id><published>2007-09-21T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>why is the sky still so high...</title><content type='html'>today's friday and i am supposed to feel happy but when tmr comes, it will be exactly &lt;strong&gt;ONE MORE MONTH&lt;/strong&gt; TO O LEVELS written paper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was hilarious shit man! thanks to those people from the youth missionary group. they were super funny and it was like roughly 6 hours of real fun and laughter. gosh. their absolute lame jokes. it was non-stop laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i crave for KFC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2469629004463763038?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2469629004463763038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2469629004463763038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2469629004463763038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2469629004463763038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-is-sky-still-so-high.html' title='why is the sky still so high...'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-8482451753147520142</id><published>2007-09-14T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. not much of a relief but anyway. THE WEEK'S OVER! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning, i did not think i could get over this week. but it's friday already. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week has been from okay to worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths was :/&lt;br /&gt;bio was :0 &lt;br /&gt;chem was :/&lt;br /&gt;geog was -_-&lt;br /&gt;amaths was :0&lt;br /&gt;physics was -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am absolutely and totally drained out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating reagan's 4th birthday on sun! steamboat and more cakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-8482451753147520142?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/8482451753147520142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=8482451753147520142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8482451753147520142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8482451753147520142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/09/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5783828482991843364</id><published>2007-09-09T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i think i am going mad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5783828482991843364?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5783828482991843364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5783828482991843364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5783828482991843364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5783828482991843364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7189220654415934168</id><published>2007-09-02T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>will always be remembered.</title><content type='html'>ah. now, i feel more than proud wearing the 'I LOVE 4/6' class tee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great day! certainly worth remembering. i could heard the whole school cheering and screaming for us. ahhh. glad that the whole school could understand and in fact, enjoy it. most importantly, our teachers were touched by it. it was simply wonderful-ous! another thing, our class was great, everything was done in a week. see, the power of 4/6. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after performing, everyone was really high. and the teachers actually put up their own dance, according to we are all in this together. and we were all enjoying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to us, ms lim got a new nick. MS ROCK AND GEOG! she worked in the school for TEN YEARS. woah, how old is she? if only we had lessons, we can greet her with rock and geog. when we were performing, i could see ms juliana, ms kang, mrs boo... they were really enjoying it!!! cool man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to take pictures with the teachers and it was really nice to heard them say that it was good and something different, finally. hahha. mrs boo got a recording of our ever so beautiful voices. and mrs loke took a video of our graceful movements. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you 4/6 for making history! it really made my day more fulfilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7189220654415934168?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7189220654415934168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7189220654415934168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7189220654415934168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7189220654415934168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/09/will-always-be-remembered.html' title='will always be remembered.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3756103790353239766</id><published>2007-08-30T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>please tell me WHY?</title><content type='html'>few stuff to make known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, to know more about weelyn oh. please visit audrey's blog. it states clearly, in detail, on how our weird friend has been acting abnormally. oh wait, she was never normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, tmr for celebration of teachers' day, 4/6 is going to make history. cool huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, this makes my blood boils in steam under standard atmospheric pressure. anyway, not really but i am 100% AGAINST IT. dun understand wad some person is thinking. well, i dun even want to care. maybe i am bias but why is she back again? it all does not make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i think maxine got the perfect tee for ms lim. it's absolute cool man. it cost 25 bucks. pretty reasonable and very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the process of prelims, am i dreaming? it does not feel like it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3756103790353239766?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3756103790353239766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3756103790353239766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3756103790353239766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3756103790353239766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-tell-me-why.html' title='please tell me WHY?'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2232480338255824109</id><published>2007-08-25T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A1 for PE. based on social, emotional and skill. wow. it's appearing on the O level cert. cool man.&lt;br /&gt;obviously, it's a game of frisbee. anyway, it was fun and tiring cause we really played this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, we got really talented people who can change lyrics of a song. namely, sonia, anne, audrey and maxine. i experienced their talent myself. it was great man. funny people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am reminded of the past. 5 months ago, in hawaii. how time files, isn't it? the end is getting nearer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my singing sucks, i realised. i can't sing for nuts. no more singapore idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2232480338255824109?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2232480338255824109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2232480338255824109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2232480338255824109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2232480338255824109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/a1-for-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3066625686251428879</id><published>2007-08-22T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so on monday. it was another session of bring-your-own-food day. ha, and we got a free loader to carry out the bags into the canteeen and out, obviously on purpose. it was a funny sight. so the free loader, ivana, sort of became our slave that day for free food. so it's quite a good deal for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, we have a talk by a writer and the funniest part is, WEELYN OH WANTS TO WRITE BIOLOGY IN CHINESE! hahahahaha. what great ambition! I APPLAUD HER BOLDNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss was VERY SLACK. we had Q and A session but at least some of our doubts are cleared. and weelyn is so going to get it from me SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on tuesday, weelyn was trying to be funny. we had to learn the ACE's day dance and she was suddenly reminded of the song, ACCORDING TO HER, the title was HEY NOW. in actual fact, it is what dreams are made of. and so all of us laughed at her stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was alright. had the emaths test. we are going to finish the last part of geogragphy soon. maybe tmr. bio was great, i finally understood sexual reproduction, on my own. and english was hilarious cause the teacher was getting on everyone's nerve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastest inside news. on person A and person B. a pity i was not present there myself. but with courtesy of weelyn, this was wad happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person A was walking with her friends. at the bubble tea shop, person B and person A knew that each other were there. so person A quickly walked away, until she saw her friend and chatted for a while. suddenly, person B called out to person A and it was difficult to ran away. so they talked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3066625686251428879?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3066625686251428879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3066625686251428879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3066625686251428879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3066625686251428879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5693346811188167472</id><published>2007-08-17T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the week has been great.&lt;br /&gt;and it passed pretty fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, isabel's the new class clown!! claps*&lt;br /&gt;we tricked mrs loke into doing the i-look-like-an-idiot actions.&lt;br /&gt;we tried to do the same to juliana but she wanted us to finish the notes first. argh. in the end, she was saved by the bell. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did not go for ss tutorial. she did not even say anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;because of private reasons, i cannot name the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's say this person A has a stalker, name her person B. hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, they met in the canteen. what a coincidence. surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when person B called out to person A, person A started running with her friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person B actually followed for a short distance and called out to person A again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for some unknown reasons, person B stopped and ran back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an abrupt ending lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris was super nice. she got us pizzas and garlic bread. my personal favourites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim asked me to go down to get bio practical books. argh. and when i passed 2/5. i heard a "PSSSS". it was auntie cassandra. tsk tsk tsk. not paying attention to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/6 wrote to the teachers on the board. it was super ultra cool can. so pretty. quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ms lim, "we know you yell because you care..."&lt;br /&gt;for juliana, " juli-ana-ella-ella-eh."&lt;br /&gt;for bey bey, "it's HOT HOT.."&lt;br /&gt;for mrs heng, "we love the person, not the subject" from the girls who dropped amaths. haha&lt;br /&gt;for mrs loke, "hilter, stalin, hilter, stalin, hitler, stalin" &lt;br /&gt;mrs yip's was "CATCH ME!" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;mdm chan's was "what do russians want? LAND, PEACE, BREAD"&lt;br /&gt;mdm sim's was something about speaking our lingo.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's looks really nice and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;super cool 4/6. &lt;br /&gt;we owned one third of the board.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from clarrisa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we hold on together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose your way with each passing day&lt;br /&gt;You've come so far, don't throw it away    &lt;br /&gt;Live believing, dreams are for weaving&lt;br /&gt;Wonders are waiting to start&lt;br /&gt;Live your story, Faith hope and glory&lt;br /&gt;Hold to the truth in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by, for you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls in the wind must learn how to bend&lt;br /&gt;Seek out a star, hold on till the end&lt;br /&gt;Valley, mountain, there is a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Washes our tears all away&lt;br /&gt;Worlds are swaying, someone is praying&lt;br /&gt;Please let them come home to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by, for you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are out there in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We'll dream about the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the dark, we'll feel the light&lt;br /&gt;Warm our hearts … Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;As high as souls can fly&lt;br /&gt;The clouds roll by, for you and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5693346811188167472?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5693346811188167472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5693346811188167472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5693346811188167472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5693346811188167472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/week-has-been-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5444494734060485358</id><published>2007-08-13T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>i'm feeeling good.</title><content type='html'>thud thud thud, as i walked into the hall. while others are anxious, not wanting to go into the hall. some are expectionally quiet and that scares me very much. one by one, the principles and teachers came to talk to us. and finally, results time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lined up in index number order. and abigail was the first to go. she was quite afraid at first and she yelled after getting her results. WOW. anne was third to go and she tried to murder me with the stool. she was ecstatic! we all could tell, she jumped out of her seat and started screaming and jumping. everyone took notice of her for that moment. and audrey cried way too early man. it was not even my turn and her tears started flowing. gosh, emotional blockage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my turn came. but i was like quite neutral. mrs lim told me i got a &lt;strong&gt;B4 &lt;/strong&gt; and a MERIT for oral when i was like talking crap. amazing, isn't it? i must say, it has to be god's work, a miracle. i was thrilled! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today. it is the bring your own food day! 2nd session. hahahha. i brought mee siam. and ms martens came over to try michelle's brownies and weelyn's samba macaroni. cool huh. and i spent like 60 cents on ice milo only. plus the cab fare home which is $1.50. so yeah. YAY me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's eng 'o' levels oral! hahahhahaha. i did okay for prelims, especially the conversation. so i must improve on picture discussion and passage reading. ahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5444494734060485358?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5444494734060485358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5444494734060485358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5444494734060485358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5444494734060485358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-feeeling-good.html' title='i&apos;m feeeling good.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1299828214565879756</id><published>2007-08-12T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the official battle has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campaign to find weelyn's unglam pictures has started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling out to all people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you find any unglam pictures of our dear friend, WEELYN OH HUI TING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please kindly send it to me =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1299828214565879756?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1299828214565879756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1299828214565879756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1299828214565879756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1299828214565879756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/official-battle-has-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1440454532536017215</id><published>2007-08-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>the best gift</title><content type='html'>being the &lt;strong&gt;LEVEL CHAMPION 2007&lt;/strong&gt; was definitely the best gift for national day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is great honour, man. so exciting. it like our last year and with lots of luck from bey bey and mrs heng, we did it man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we did not win house of the year, level champs is something more personal to us. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won SAC cup&lt;br /&gt;got 2nd for gladiatress&lt;br /&gt;3rd for human wheel&lt;br /&gt;4th for united we move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we are the champions..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOORRAAAYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1440454532536017215?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1440454532536017215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1440454532536017215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1440454532536017215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1440454532536017215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/best-gift.html' title='the best gift'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2476312073421178611</id><published>2007-08-06T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr's JOJO's first month! JOJO the teddy bear. exactly one month after my sweet 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something are meant to be celebrate happily while some other made me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, we had this bring-your-own-food-day today. and it was really pretty fun cause like we saved money and also, we were like super duper full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when a lim talked to me individually. about not making the effort and all... she said she dun want to see me cry in jan next year. i was totally affected by it. i realised there's barely 3 weeks or less to prelims. to cover 2 years and more work is absolutely impossible or maybe just unrealistic. however, even if i shed tears next jan, i want it to be tears of joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point now is, how to make that happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2476312073421178611?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2476312073421178611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2476312073421178611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2476312073421178611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2476312073421178611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmrs-jojos-first-month-jojo-teddy-bear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3195075280363767037</id><published>2007-08-02T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>hooray</title><content type='html'>yeah. the past week has been pretty good. fun times in class. aha. especially the EATING part. audrey brought oreos, chandni brought cheetos.. and  i bring some random stuff like from marks and spencer, my favourites! ahhh. so during class, we like played CATCH ME (try mouthing the word like you are chewing) with the teachers. oh, sonia chew! she said she was going to contribute to the food fair tmr. let's see if she brings them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ironic. but yeah. ms martens talked about eating in class today. OPPS. but we are all so responsible. we clean up after ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss was fun today. ms juliana actually kinda sang Rihanna's umbrella - the under my umbrella, ella ellla ella ey ey ey part - it was really hilarious. and ethel went like "prac.. prac... prac..." HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say this 'NEXT STOP, BOON LAY. quickly alight audrey.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine is cool. she could use her tongue to tie a knot with the cuttle fish. but i am still cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to clarissa for her dsa-ing tmr. we accompanied her today to practice. she is going to treat us to ice milo without ice and water, just the milo powder. WOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weelyn bought a new SMALL puma bag. it suits her. and it costed 79 bucks. woah. so rich. making me so tempted to buy new stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to our maid, jennifer Anthony Kuruthukulam for making her name up to the front page of the august issue of the canossian ties - for achieving the SINGA merit award. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest rumour, ahem got a new beau who looks cute from the side. but according to michelle, he ain't that cute. we will observe again tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3195075280363767037?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3195075280363767037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3195075280363767037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3195075280363767037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3195075280363767037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/08/hooray.html' title='hooray'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2576396169975017132</id><published>2007-07-27T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAH. finally, the end of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i must say. i have made a great improvement!&lt;br /&gt;i took the public bus home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday, that's geog tutorials. i think i took cab with jenny and clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday, that's ss mock exam. yeah, i took the cab.&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, i went home early. i took the bus!&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, there was EL orals. i took the bus home!&lt;br /&gt;Today, i took the bus home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, there's bio spa practice. stayed back till 4plus. went to look see my section. guess that they are doing quite well. did some maths with audrey while maxine's practices her scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. so long. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2576396169975017132?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2576396169975017132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2576396169975017132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2576396169975017132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2576396169975017132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4689362078968155734</id><published>2007-07-25T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>DUN LISTEN TO AUDREY'S CRAP!!!</title><content type='html'>audrey audrey. STOP SPREADING IT! argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ss mock exam was like quite cool. i have to thank the people who is around me for kinda influencing me to do some last min reading. cause i could not like concentrate but i did it in the end. YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard something interesting and scary about the bali bombing. it still sends shiver to my spine. it was quite shocking though and singapore is very fortunate, i must say. and weelyn is like going to invent some bomb-proof metal casing to put herself inside and like roll around. so wad the hell. well, that's weelyn for you. oh, i heard she farted in class today during english. and abigail flew to our area like almost immediately. HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we play paste-post-its today. i think audrey and sonia developed some kind of phobia, hahhaa. they keeping feeling their backs for post-its notes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally addicted to chocolate eclairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4689362078968155734?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4689362078968155734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4689362078968155734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4689362078968155734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4689362078968155734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/dun-listen-to-audreys-crap.html' title='DUN LISTEN TO AUDREY&apos;S CRAP!!!'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7431009089259633392</id><published>2007-07-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, i think i finished studying for ecology. at least i thought so.&lt;br /&gt;if i actually pass the test, i think i can go on with biology. hahah. but it's hard work man. i am drained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7431009089259633392?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7431009089259633392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7431009089259633392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7431009089259633392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7431009089259633392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-i-think-i-finished-studying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4472935623669622335</id><published>2007-07-20T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>20.07.2007</title><content type='html'>i like today's date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;it's like 20072007. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still dun feel that today's a friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next week is going to be a hectic week. tests, tests and more tests.&lt;br /&gt;roughly about like 5 more weeks to prelims. &lt;br /&gt;it's like WOW, okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim was so nice today. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's EW-NICE's SWEET 16 TMR! HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week has been really fast. there will no time to react. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised our class is ever so patriotic to Singapore. while walking to the chem lab, after PE... "this is home, truely, where i know i must be. where my dreams wait for me, where the river always flows. this is home, surely, as my senses tell me. this is where i won't be alone, for this is where i know it's home..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs boo even "conducted" us. hahha. and she was like saying that we do something for national day's celebration. haha. it was really enjoyable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4472935623669622335?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4472935623669622335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4472935623669622335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4472935623669622335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4472935623669622335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/20072007.html' title='20.07.2007'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7626580835977180971</id><published>2007-07-16T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>it's all over</title><content type='html'>finally. i can put chinese aside and not listen to mdm heng anymore. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the listening comprehension was quite okay. no stress man. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday. the 13th. was great fun! the school organises a party to celebrate the achievements of all the CCAs. it was really and honestly wonderful. we were having so much fun, singing, eating and dancing, with the band. awww. missed those times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a talk with sim. she actually seemed so nice, giving me the opportunity to opt out of bio tutorials. so cool right. so i will like be free on friday!!! LOOK WEELYN, i will also be FREE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but i felt really sleepy today. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7626580835977180971?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7626580835977180971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7626580835977180971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7626580835977180971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7626580835977180971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-all-over.html' title='it&apos;s all over'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4380531038576690701</id><published>2007-07-11T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA. it's so hilarious. the time spent after school today was great. our class has really fantastic actresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, almost everyone was going crazy over the captain. hahhaa. i must say, all baritone saxophonists are hot :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something random, still missing the time spent in hawaii. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4380531038576690701?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4380531038576690701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4380531038576690701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4380531038576690701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4380531038576690701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5703205395450085071</id><published>2007-07-07T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;070707&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a great day! such a MARVELOUS, AWESOME, MEMORABLE day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5703205395450085071?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5703205395450085071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5703205395450085071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5703205395450085071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5703205395450085071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/070707-07070707070707070707070707070707.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4719626345681325448</id><published>2007-07-04T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>it is seriously SERIOUS.</title><content type='html'>today was pretty hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of our dearest classmate, ETHEL! i am starting to laugh, thinking about it. HAHAHAHHA. it happened during EL. there was a moth and it was on my table, but it was not moving. so i tried to somewhat shoo it onto the floor, but it flew towards natasha and dunno how, it flew to ethel and she started to.... hmm, how should i say this? well, she screamed aloud and somehow, it was really funny. her actions and all. HAHHAHA. so, i had this paper plane thing and it striked me to aim it at her to see her reactions. so i asked audrey to do the honour. HAHAHAHA. it got struck in her hair. pause for a sec. and she started her screaming again. ahhh, this time, we reach the climax already. the people around ethel who witnessed the incident could not stop laughing. HAHAHHAH. but mrs teo had to spolit our fun. oh well, at least my bones were tickled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mrs teo give our row something cute for being the winners of our 4.6 version of spell cast. and i lost it. it was a matter of 1 hour. sighs. dunno where the hell i left it. so sad lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. before i forget, on friday, we get to wear GREEN. so cool. WHY? people will ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it because climate change is serious and global warming is seriously making my life hell. the weather is friggin humid. as a geog student, i must do my part. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when humans burnt fossil fuels, carbon dioxide is released into the air. this contributes to greenhouse effect.the Earth is therefore warmed as temperature rises, cold areas starts to melt and hot areas become warmer. the ice in the poles melts and this causes the sea level to rise which brings about many problems. such as flooding... to be continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha, greeny or greenie will make a comeback!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4719626345681325448?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4719626345681325448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4719626345681325448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4719626345681325448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4719626345681325448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-seriously-serious.html' title='it is seriously SERIOUS.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4651468803982682427</id><published>2007-07-03T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>O R A L</title><content type='html'>oh man. the passage looks easy... only got a few words that i am not sure of. but when i spoke in front of the teachers... i stammered... and stammered over and over again. argh. how frustrating! i knew i had done so badly. during the conversation, it was worse. it was something about handicapped people and the government facilities. so, i stupidly thought that it was about OLD PEOPLE!!! OH MY... and i dun even know how to say lift in chinese. ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i console myself with YAY, at least i i got it done and over with. hahaha. oh well. as the saying goes, what's done cannot be undone. so yeah. alright just try to get a B3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next. for the listening comprehension. yup. dig your ears and listen carefully. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel uneasy the whole day. my stomach feels weird. i guess it was the pre-chinese oral sickness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4651468803982682427?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4651468803982682427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4651468803982682427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4651468803982682427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4651468803982682427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-r-l.html' title='O R A L'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7649748894728620033</id><published>2007-06-30T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:56.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>THANK GOD</title><content type='html'>i am simply so glad and grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, they &lt;strong&gt;FOUND THE BARI SAX&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really good, no. it even better. i feel GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. i must thank those who encouraged me. man, max's and clarissa's singing. hilarious. plus i felt bad towards joey.. of causing all those troubles that might cause a huge impact on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, the worse is finally over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7649748894728620033?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7649748894728620033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7649748894728620033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7649748894728620033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7649748894728620033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-god.html' title='THANK GOD'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7465951510808920889</id><published>2007-06-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's bad. even worse than bad. it's like just really bad. you know, the feeling when you lost a loved one.. yup i lost my beloved bari sax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what in the world was i doing? a supposed happy occasion turned out to be a huge mistake. i lost the bari sax. and the consequences. terrible, troubling everyone and like i feel i am a big asshole. how could i have done that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been lost and nothing i do or say can make up for the wrong i did. i felt really apologetic because it worries and troubles others. they now, have to find out where it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you, my bari sax?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7465951510808920889?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7465951510808920889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7465951510808920889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7465951510808920889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7465951510808920889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4842055569562938106</id><published>2007-06-28T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was sleeping so soundly untill my brother shook me awake. "your friend called" he said. and this friend wanted to call me back after she woke me up. hahaha. guess who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i saw this from channel'5 LOST trailer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...why do we cling on to the past?&lt;br /&gt;Our lies, guilt, mistakes and disappointment&lt;br /&gt;it is not going to stop till you wise up..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda applies to my current state as a human. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geo today did not start on a good note, when we enter, ms lim was getting the visualiser to work. apparently, it did not, so kaixin went down to ask the GO for the IT personnel. in the meanwhile, ms lim was really quiet. we were guessing that she was really furious. cause, she dun even reply when we call her. anyway, we wasted quite a while, but the guy got it working! hahha. i guess ms lim was okay. because lessons ended on a good note. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim brought a new teacher into class. we were all really excited, thinking that we might have the new teacher instead. sighs. she's a trainee, if i am right. so i doubt we can have her instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was a big waste of time. she separated us into groups and get answers to the the comprehension. wow, it did kept me awake, cause i was talking to everyone along the way. really really pointless though. had to make me walk around class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we kinda have a new teacher for history. "...dun blame me if i bore you, cause you guys are boring me out now..." quoted from her. OKAY..... i think she's somewhat related to sim, they both have great dressing sense! haha. i am being really mean here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, at the end of school today,  i realised tmr's FRIDAY. ahhh, the sacred word. meaning the weekENDS are coming! ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, getting a good rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4842055569562938106?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4842055569562938106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4842055569562938106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4842055569562938106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4842055569562938106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-sleeping-so-soundly-untill-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5050011600653201607</id><published>2007-06-27T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>ah, i see the sunshine.</title><content type='html'>apparently, i can't wake up on time at 6am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up so early in the morning, getting ready for school, waiting for the school bus, reaching the school, waiting for time to past faster, travelling home has been a very boring routine in my life. sighs. i feel like there is no meaning in doing so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i dun want waste 9 years of my education, just because i felt like giving up. as the saying goes, it is the last lap of the race, just a few more months. i am still feeling ever so relaxed. actually, i am starting to think that there is seriously something VERY WRONG with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have checked, MT 'O' LEVELS ORAL is on next tuesday!!! on the 3rd of july. i guess that should be a nice day. hahha. well, it is ONLY A FEW MORE DAYS TO MY BIRTHDAY... HINT HINT. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FYI, it's on the 7th of july. HAHA. how cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, i was talking about the LIVE EARTH CONCERT, which happens to be the same day..&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5050011600653201607?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5050011600653201607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5050011600653201607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5050011600653201607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5050011600653201607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/ah-i-see-sunshine.html' title='ah, i see the sunshine.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3818977846293624836</id><published>2007-06-26T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something that happened has somewhat changed my opinions on certain things. but i was wrong in the first place. so i am truly sorry, jennifer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the second day of school in term 3. yesterday was quite relaxing. we had this metoyou program on stress management and in the end, we all got this goodie bag which consist of a book, postcard, candle and candies in a smiley face yellow bag!!! so cool. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during ms lim's lesson, she was like quite fustrated about the visualiser, whiteboard and computer not working. she was complaining to us in a pretty hilarious manner. and she asked us to like write it down on the wish list in the GO. ms loh and mrs chua was there, she asked weelyn and i abt it. and told us that we could report that. there was no need to write that on the list. so i guess we made a fool out of ourselves. and when we wanted to write a band room. ms loh quickly asked us to like go... hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths lesson was funny too. hahahaha. i wrote abu a anonymous note. and i could not stop thinking about it. so i was like laughing so much that mrs heng had to ask why i was laughing so hard. and she told us a few stories, it was a close call. the next time when you cab, remember to put on the seat belt! it was a good lesson learnt cause i have always been neglecting the selt belt, that could save your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, there was chinese lessons to prepare for orals. AHHH. something i am pretty bad in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3818977846293624836?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3818977846293624836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3818977846293624836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3818977846293624836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3818977846293624836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-that-happened-has-somewhat.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6046786017047316104</id><published>2007-06-16T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>it's a pity.</title><content type='html'>SIGHS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a moment ago, sherri called me. i woke up thinking, oh no, i am still in bed. and it's like 7.09am already. clarissa called to ask me to hurry up. i told her my mum dun allow me to go and ask if it was okay not to go. she asked me to call audrey. and so i did, her first words were, "GO ..." hahaha, she actually knew i called her for that. pretty cool. i really wanted to go, so exciting. but sadly, i can't. oh well. hope the rest will have lots of fun for me! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6046786017047316104?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6046786017047316104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6046786017047316104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6046786017047316104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6046786017047316104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-pity.html' title='it&apos;s a pity.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-447415262852977593</id><published>2007-06-15T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>hahaha. yes, FINALLY. we went to escape theme park. with &lt;strong&gt;3 thirds&lt;/strong&gt; of the section plus weelyn and i. anyway, i guess cassandra was the only early one cause joey, abigail and i met at pasir ris and when we three reached downtown east, weelyn was still at tampines. oh well, we four, the kind souls, waited and waited and waited for weelyn. then we went in and sat the yakult kite flyer, the viking ship, wet and wild, family coaster and ferri wheel, while cassandra and joey went into the haunted house. and came out half way, as they were scared, to sat the ferris wheel too. it was slow and relaxing, i guess. hahaha. we went to BK to eat. so expensive, not to mention cursed... hahah. later, cassandra went home while the rest of us went to get our section tee done. almost everything is kinda complete. oh yeah, we are getting a section tee! cool! hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, the 16th of june, i dun even know if i can go. my mummy is on leave. will she allow me to go? argh, i dunno. and i have not gotten my pop any fathers' day gift. aahhhh. and i have not been very focus and serious on my studies and assignments. ahhhhh. i just simply felt that something was missing to light up the unlighted fire in me. hahhaha. WTH. anyway. it has been a great week for all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-447415262852977593?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/447415262852977593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=447415262852977593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/447415262852977593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/447415262852977593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3774278245191915914</id><published>2007-06-11T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>hmmm.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a great day. i felt great. ha. i rearranged my furniture and packed my stuff. i realised i got lots of rubbish. anyway, it kinda pretty neat and good. watched my ugly sweetie, cool show. although i went online to check up the ending in CHINESE, the process of the show was really intersting. i feel that the ending is so stupid and unexpected!! ARGH. anyway, it was not what i had in mind. and about 99% of the drama series i watched has seriously stupid and 'ARGH' kind of ending. currently watching a new HK series. haahhaa. one word. NICE. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was pretty much of SLACKING... and we are finally going to escape!!! super. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms ethel had to call me half an hour before midnight, just to ask what will happened in the korean dramam series, princess hours. well, i guess she's addicted and her eyes must be super swollen, from all the crying. she was being really emotional about it though, must must worse than me. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3774278245191915914?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3774278245191915914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3774278245191915914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3774278245191915914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3774278245191915914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm.html' title='hmmm.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6569175211012793589</id><published>2007-06-05T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>so glad</title><content type='html'>i saw my bari, finally, today.&lt;br /&gt;what made me even happier was, the fact that i have a successor, eda :D&lt;br /&gt;yay her!!&lt;br /&gt;i was really elated to see the bari sax. oh my, it feels like i have not touch it for a long long time. but i am tired out. after playing some nonsense... hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached school about half an hour after eight for bio lessons. OOPS. anyway, she kinda did not realised anyways. sim was showing attitude lah. haha. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths was embarrassing... but we finished another topic. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6569175211012793589?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6569175211012793589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6569175211012793589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6569175211012793589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6569175211012793589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-glad.html' title='so glad'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6668423842118493131</id><published>2007-05-28T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>the beginning</title><content type='html'>today , the 28th of may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my first chinese GCE 'O' levels paper. it was alright. managable. lao shi's gambling topic came out, i was somewhat prepared. the save the earth, dengue fever all did not come out. the comprehesions was easy to understand, i love reading those stories. although my hand was aching so badly, i think i finished all questions. but for the cloze passage, it was pretty neutral. i think i got alot of unsure answers. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the beginning of the 'i-am-going-to-work-hard" month&lt;br /&gt;well, i intend to work my butt off this month. i seriously hope that at the end of this holiday, i can blog this " i finally did it." although i am not yet that truely motivated yet. i really want to live with no regrets. especially when this IS another turning point in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard about the problems of the section. WHY? i asked myself. SIGHS. i commented. we WILL overcome this! yes, we will! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6668423842118493131?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6668423842118493131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6668423842118493131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6668423842118493131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6668423842118493131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/beginning.html' title='the beginning'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-793604137438477125</id><published>2007-05-21T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>10 years, 5 months and 6 weeks</title><content type='html'>today was a pretty normal day. but something ever so unexpected occurred. i felt a mixed of emotions when we were told that we were a pleasant group of students and are well-mannered and pleasing to teach. that we have potential and she does not believe that it is because we are stupid that we cannot do well for the exams. she urges us to press on, we have been in school for almost 10 years, just with another 5 months of sacrifices, we can enjoy 6 weeks of holiday afterwards. so true, so true. wad she said has made my day. she said the teachers has not given up on us. and the milk is not spilled yet, we can still prepare ourselves to win the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever so unexpectedly sweet, ms lim. i did not think that she would be so encouraging. she kinda told each and every one of us our mistakes. she said that weelyn and i were not focus. she asked whether anything happene in hawaii, like did we party all night. haha. she also commented that i was playful? hmmm. anyway, she said that we kinda fell apart after hawaii, but we handed in our homework. so ya. i wanted to tell her that i did not even read through several chapters, but i refrain from doing so... just in case. she asked if we got revise thoroughly but i guess everyone did not. oh well. shan't discuss about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back english. one word, SURPRISING! got like 14 points for the summary. absolute coolness. i improved from last year, got a B4, which is in fact my expected grade with respect to the PSLE T score. AHHHH, so wonderful. hahha. but of course it can be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim was trying to motivate us. HAHAHA. how hilarious though but she still like starts nagging in the end. how useless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese drills was pretty fun today. cause kuruthukulam aka buruthubulam aka guruthugulam was trying to be funny.i feel so weak that i could not stop laughing and i felt pain in my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week to CL GCE 'O' LEVELS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-793604137438477125?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/793604137438477125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=793604137438477125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/793604137438477125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/793604137438477125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-years-5-months-and-6-weeks.html' title='10 years, 5 months and 6 weeks'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6067035601103909368</id><published>2007-05-19T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>dreams are trashed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i need a HUGE wake up call! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i am still dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;MYE was ... no words could describe how bad i did.&lt;br /&gt;paper after paper, the results became known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;horrendous results :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt immuned to it though.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i EXPECTED it? ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not even catch up on last year's topicS and i still have some more new chapters to learn. i need time management classes.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, NOTHING keeps me going, not even my ever so indescrible results.&lt;br /&gt;silently screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard about 2 huge news today. good or bad? i feel there's a super good for me and a super bad one. hhaaha. the super good one, erm. well, it's a secret :D&lt;br /&gt;the super bad one, oh well, i guess it was same old same old. a bias view of point, but for me, it was love and it became a passion :D honestly, at first, i asked, why me? but i accepted it anyway. it turned out to be a wonderful experience :D&lt;br /&gt;let's just wait and see then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6067035601103909368?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6067035601103909368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6067035601103909368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6067035601103909368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6067035601103909368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/dreams-are-trashed.html' title='dreams are trashed.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7171912181084671920</id><published>2007-05-16T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday's script's checking day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's does not want to see their results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want to know my results but i dun wanna be discouraged by it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels so contradicting though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's was cool and slack. bey bey was trying to be like funny? HAHA. we watched a gruelsome movie, platoon, for history. something about the vietnam war and it sure was quite bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was alright today cause like we went through the MYE paper. it's like quite easy, with the aid of the teacher!! if only, i have my teachers for exams... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7171912181084671920?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7171912181084671920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7171912181084671920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7171912181084671920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7171912181084671920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/fridays-scripts-checking-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5893905629975695738</id><published>2007-05-15T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>beautiful disaster</title><content type='html'>sighs. chem practical was a total disaster alright. broke a measuring cylinder, burn the test-tube holder, spill some dangerous chemicals, accidently pour some HCL on my fingers and it feels itch now. gave up half way and observed others doing it instead. hahha. argh. it's marking day, which equals to my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5893905629975695738?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5893905629975695738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5893905629975695738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5893905629975695738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5893905629975695738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/beautiful-disaster.html' title='beautiful disaster'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-7843694113447777766</id><published>2007-05-14T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>PHEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IT'S OVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am very glad it's over but yet i feel indifferent. argh. chinese drills for the next 2 weeks. how happy will i get when there is 3 hours of cheena??? anyway, i guess i did well for the first day because i managed to listen to her and complete the task. YAY me :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i would like to highlight jennifer's tag &lt;br /&gt;"jennifer.B: haha" j(censored)'s corspe bag" fuuny! he will never be DEAD.He is always ALIVE in my heart.haha cant belive i'm saying this.i thought i forgot him?? confused me. byebye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, jennifer, everyone on this earth will die one day, even J(censored). but he can be alive in your heart though. however, please dun think too much, it might cause you to be insane. i think you are showing signs of insanity, by being confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, geog today was quite a breeze. ms lim said something so sweet. hahaha. so unbelievable yet she said it. hahha. got back my first paper. GEOG P1. hahaha. thought i would flunked it badly but i improved by a mark from the SEC 3 EOY last year :D coolness. i learnt something from ms lim, 'always check labels, if it is from c****, check again.' HAHA. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-7843694113447777766?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/7843694113447777766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=7843694113447777766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7843694113447777766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/7843694113447777766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/phew_14.html' title='PHEW'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5005109205465899898</id><published>2007-05-04T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MYE's IN PROGRESS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was BAD. super ultra BAD. to the extent that i was making up my own facts and there is still so much blank!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sure not a very good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess MYE's not wad i deem it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freedom comes on the 12 of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese will be all my life from then on to the 28 of May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, will i still have a break?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5005109205465899898?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5005109205465899898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5005109205465899898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5005109205465899898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5005109205465899898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/05/myes-in-progress.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5930119351249407011</id><published>2007-04-27T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's raining. the sky is screaming with thunders. and lightnings were seen. once again, the sky roars loudly, scaring the innocent people. the raindrops fall angrily down onto earth. enjoy the rain though, because in the next few months, it will be really warm and humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a nice day. because it's FRIDAY. but terror strikes my heart because when monday comes. i might just be dead. hahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revision, revision and more revision. teachers wishing us all the best and trying to make full use of time in school. we have to work hard as though there will be no tmr. today's feel like the last day of school, so calm, peaceful and quiet. hahhaha. i wonder how i feel when it is really the last day of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came up with alot of url for ethel. super cool and hilarious. just to name some.&lt;br /&gt;turtlethel. assholethel. trianglethel. lamethel. waterbottlethel. singaporethel. housethel. shapethel. squarethel. gluethel. vegetablethel. shoethel. chinesethel. noticethel. movethel. morethel. byebyethel. createthel. templatethel. etc.etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool. if you need any insipration for your URL, come and find us. we provide excellent services. hahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's quite a meaningful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's JOANNA's 19th BIRTHDAY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5930119351249407011?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5930119351249407011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5930119351249407011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5930119351249407011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5930119351249407011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-794982763164644599</id><published>2007-04-26T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh huh. feels weird going home early. usually, we have band though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went east point for lunch with clareedssa.well, she proclaim herself as clareedssa altman. yeah, went to popular and i really love shopping for stationary!!! bought some post-it notes and a cute and small pillow for school. hahha. make myself more comfortable. can drool on it too. clareedsa brought the one with princess's prints on it. hahh, she wants to dream of herself being in the fairy tales, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to primary school time, played the red green yellow blue game. the creative me change it to other colours... it is super hilarious when people has to do weird stuff. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re test for 5 items tmr. ahhhhh, the incline and standing board jump. argh. should just tell mr chong to fail me anyway. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, i passed my 2.4km run. so friggin happy. omg. i like am elated. woo hoo. i got 17:18. so cool. hahaha, i just am proud of myself. give me a macho clap... hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-794982763164644599?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/794982763164644599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=794982763164644599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/794982763164644599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/794982763164644599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1008815206720027243</id><published>2007-04-23T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO SENSE OF URGENCY AT ALL. &lt;br /&gt;that's how i am.&lt;br /&gt;it's MYE in abt 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;i am still wasting my time away.&lt;br /&gt;although my mind knows i have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;but i am not doing so.&lt;br /&gt;i know i will regret if i dun start now.&lt;br /&gt;but nothing seemed to be motivating.&lt;br /&gt;or is it just an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. today was a pretty lucky day. justina did come for class today, no seq test! YAY. completed a bit of ss seq, juliana said so long as you attempted it, so i did. YAY. biology, sim scored a goal into the dustbin for the FIRST TIME. she did it. glad her 1 year plus of practices showed some improvement. "now you know what i can do" quoted sim. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mama did not come home to cook for me. just ate maggie noodles. rapid hair loss. someone actually travel all the way to simei from school to take bus 5 to bedok. her reason, i dun want to go home alone. WTH. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;as the years pass, &lt;br /&gt;january become december, december become january.&lt;br /&gt;monday become sunday, sunday become monday.&lt;br /&gt;day become night, night become day.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i will treasure a precious friend like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh weelyn, i came up with one of my own. what do you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day has passed, w/o any meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1008815206720027243?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1008815206720027243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1008815206720027243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1008815206720027243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1008815206720027243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-sense-of-urgency-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4727691687639703279</id><published>2007-04-21T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clarissa TUNG, there's nothing. you were the one who started the thing about MACHO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing abt the INNER DESIRE. hahahahah. it just cannot stop. and finally, i think cheong admits it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went outing yesterday. everyone was fine with exception of the MIA joey and the addition of a new invisible member, woooooo. absolute COOLNESS. we were so indecisive abt where should we have our lunch? macs, long johns, kfc, burger king and cassaandra suggested AH KUN...  we went to 2 macs are both macs were quite crowded. we walked for sooo long until we decided on LJS. yay. we all ate the same meal, combo 1. WTH. we sat there and talked till 5.15pm. then i had to reach home before 5.30pm, so i left with cassandra. eda, kayler and jia wei went to mini toons, i guess. and weelyn went home with woooooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and my mum got some super delicious food for me to eat. YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how my day ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4727691687639703279?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4727691687639703279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4727691687639703279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4727691687639703279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4727691687639703279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/clarissa-tung-theres-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1090498918383278477</id><published>2007-04-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, how sad. was just waiting fot the time to pass... quite slowly, the time went by, "ringringring" yay, school's over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something super hilarious made me almost unable to gulp down the water in my mouth. something abt cheong's inner desire... and ru jing's inner desire... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are each other's inner desire. hahaha. we have been teasing them since yesterday. the laughther was uncontrollable and my tummy aches terribly whenever i hear something abt them or when i turn to look at them because i started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were practically teasing them abt it the whole day. ms loh caught me eating in class. wrong timing. i think bey bey also saw but she kept quiet. she was lecturing us today. about everything. she's right to a certain extent. it's MYE soon and i am still slacking. not concentrating in class. blah blah blah. a sense of tiredness came over me and i feel like falling asleep now... yawn and good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1090498918383278477?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1090498918383278477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1090498918383278477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1090498918383278477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1090498918383278477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-how-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-8444088896708752377</id><published>2007-04-17T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly, i am glad weelyn's first reaction after reading my blog was TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, MACHO'S band got GOLD with HONOURS. coolness. congrats to them. apparently, sherri chong is super happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, Fate was playing trick on weelyn once again. if only something happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i was really tired in school today, falling asleep whenever i can. bey bey called me to sit up straight. then she called out, "WEI LING" and i was wondering who's that? i realised it was our dearest chinese friend, WEELYN. hahahaha, she was in wonderland lah, she did not respond to bey bey's call. she was FAST ASLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, should i, or should i not? HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-8444088896708752377?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/8444088896708752377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=8444088896708752377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8444088896708752377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8444088896708752377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/firstly-i-am-glad-weelyns-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1934224421386851740</id><published>2007-04-16T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>HOW SWEET :)</title><content type='html'>first of all, i would like to dedicated this post to weelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun get me wrong, weelyn, i am not teasing you. but if you do feel as such, i apologise for causing you to be distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single time, whenever, i post a comment or wadever with 'woooo''s name. she has to like substitute it with ******. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, all you guys have to say to her is 'HOW SWEET' and she will start smiling to herself again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sweet can it get?&lt;br /&gt;to go or not to go?&lt;br /&gt;she's afraid to go&lt;br /&gt;but in her heart, it was a YES&lt;br /&gt;she's shy and nervous&lt;br /&gt;but kept thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;she wishes to open up to him&lt;br /&gt;but does not know how to make the first move&lt;br /&gt;she really wants to get to know him better&lt;br /&gt;but life's not a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;there's many obstacles to cross...&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey weelyn, wad do you think of this poem? i wrote it. hahhaha. enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i heard about some stuff, it certainly came to me as a shock. it's really unbelieveable. however, i still must say this, it's like pretty hilarious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. once again, i missed my bari and my section, feel kinda empty. but wad can i do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay other than the fact my mum was itching for a quarrel with me. hahhaa, it was alright in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, liaw shu juan, not in my chinese class anymore, i think the lao shi is very bored and sad. i think sherri is too, cause all she does is to sleep in chinese class and all jennifer and i do is using our skin as drawing board. it's pretty boring in chinese class now since lao shi and liaw shu juan dun have their super funny conversations. i never heard 'liaw shui juan' anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, i bought a new korean drama series. ahhhh. i want to have a marathon. but MYE is in two weeks time. this is so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the story lisbeth and chandni wroet for mr de. it was really sweet and touching. i got goosebumps lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, today assembly was interesting, apparently, michelle attracted a insect and  a worm. EW. it was super gross. hahahah. mrs chong came and stepped onto the worm. it was still alive and struggling. AHH. and the insect was MIA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1934224421386851740?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1934224421386851740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1934224421386851740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1934224421386851740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1934224421386851740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-sweet.html' title='HOW SWEET :)'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3824165093193208841</id><published>2007-04-15T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>the past week.</title><content type='html'>left school pretty early on thursday. when the others were having band practices. was gloating over the fact that there will be no surcharge whenever we go home. it started to rain and we were like stucked in school. borrow an umbrella from the security guard and farah, jennifer and i were drenched to the skin cause apparently, farah can't hold the umbrella, we were like laughing so hard that none of us have the energy to hold the umbrella. found a cab AT LAST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad got admitted to SGH for check ups, like observation that kind, on that very day. Thank you to God for watching over him. he's fine. the report shows there is nothing wrong with his heart. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, on friday. i brought "johan's corpse bag" to school. everyone was wondering why i had 2 bags. i told them i was running away from home. HAHA. it's was like FRIDAY, THE 13TH. AHHHHH. the most memorable day ever. we had the promotion ceremony and a surprise from the juniors. *for more elaborations, go to http://neverbeentoloveparadise.blogspot.com/* i really appreciate the fact that you all actually came up with the powerpoint slides, the balloons, the pizzas and cokes. and your presence had definitely made an impact on my life. THANK YOU, alot.&lt;br /&gt;it was oh so emotional again, i was getting goosebumps though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doom day was SATURDAY, THE 14th. EWW, the worst day ever, actually, it's the worst morning ever. had 2.4km run. was in agony from 9.21am to 9.38am. before that, i was like stoning and chewing on JOCKEY. HA. sat the swing, it was fun fun. hahaha. half way, the teachers were giving out the rubber band, mrs chua went "do it for your mummy and your daddy" she's super hilarious. hahha, i stopped jogging to walk a few times. and i felt like passing motion. ARGH, had to control myself. hahha. i was like running in the last few metres. WOAH, a sign of relief, i felt great but i still needed to shit. haha. was hailing a cab with jennifer, she had to shit too. hahahaha. luckily, there was a cab after a lonng wait. and before that, we saw the ice cream man, farah bought the chocolate. it's was so tempting, and i want the ripples flavour. but instead, i said "ripcurls" HAHAHA was all farah could do, she starts teasing me about it.  yup and me, being ever so nice, accompanied jennifer to the loo, so that she can shit in peace. i guess she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard about lots of things today. wow, overwhelming though. slept so much that my mum scolded me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still struggling within me, truth or not? i wonder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, just to let you know, i am a baritionist, in fact, it's baritone saxophonist. thanks to the ever so wonderful cassandra, she made that word up. but it's cool man. &lt;br /&gt;and i really hope that my beloved, not yet 2 monthe old, bari sax, will be well taken care of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3824165093193208841?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3824165093193208841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3824165093193208841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3824165093193208841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3824165093193208841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/past-week.html' title='the past week.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2667359820894377254</id><published>2007-04-11T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>i cried.</title><content type='html'>had a de-brief on tuesday. ms loh announced the results in a very nice way. hahha. the guitar instructor was like so nice. he's the best. his words made my tears flow. he was just so sincere about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like 'you all must be wondering why a guitar instructor will come and talk to the concert band. because we are a family, when a part of the family is affected, the rest is also affected. we were like one of the 2 band who gave him the 'feeling'and he said, the judges only see us for that 15 mins, in his heart, we are a gold band. wow, i tell you, everyone was like tearing because of his touching words. he like so rock. because, he was the most unexpected person who will like talk to us. i felt really surprise and grateful. then, ms loh talked to us, but i shall not elaborate. it was a de brief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to conclude, mr choo was a really nice guy. the guitar girls actually dedicated their tuesday's assembly perfromance to us. so sweet of them, but we won't there to watch because ms loh was still de- briefing us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no motivation to go school everyday, had to dragging myself to school once again. no std test was a good thing but bey bey had to use it for emaths. sighs. time was passing real slowly today... had to train up for 2.4 km run on sat. AHHHHH. i am scared. i am very contradicting. i want to like do my best and pass the run but i dun want to run. however, i know, i want to get things done and over with. got confused? hahaha. alright, had phy. passed the graded assignment. YAY. was really bored during geog, to the point that i was going to fall alseep. then, it was bey bey's time again. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompany paula to bedok interchange after school to get STUFF. ahahhaa. went back to school to conduct interview for the PC council. hahahaha. ms wendy got us pizza. she's so nice BUT I WAS COMPLAINING because, it was not enough at ALL. ARGH, I SKIPPED LUNCH TO ENJOY THE PIZZA. but ms wendy got me another 1/2 slice. hahahhaa. i guessed she could not stand me. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conducting the interviews reminded me of the time when i was being interviewed by yi ling's batch. hahahaha. it's really weird that i actually got in. anyway, it was fun. if only more concert band girls came for the interview other than my section dearest cassandra sim. hahahah, she was friggin shy. imagine that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, apparently, audrey, sherri, clarissa were like wanting to pon school on tuesday. they were like, i am not going to school tmr... hahhha, ms weelyn called to discuss about it but i was like falling asleep when she continued talking. hahahahaa. in the end, EVREYONE ELSE, notice the everyone ELSE, hahhhaha, went to school. EXCEPT ms weelyn. hahhahahaha. what the? it was like hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was how my day ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2667359820894377254?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2667359820894377254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2667359820894377254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2667359820894377254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2667359820894377254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cried.html' title='i cried.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-9146296045569176553</id><published>2007-04-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:08.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>unbelieveable truth.</title><content type='html'>ouch, the news has been spreading like hotcakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes, i once again, belittle reality. and it did came as a rude shock.&lt;br /&gt;as wad mrs chua said, what's done is done. i am happy that i did not make any silly mistakes and that everyone did their best! yes, that's was the most important part. however the results, i would really want to know the judges' comments and wad in fact went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's a fact. bronze was IT. looking at the school, there will be NO more overseas trips, concerts, band room, etc. apparently, the school would not even look at our NEEDS because we got a friggin bronze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, actually, the results to me came as a bonus. playing my part correctly and blending and balance as a band was all that matters. i was really elated to have expressed it out as it was our last performance as the SACSS senior concert band 2006- 2007. i just am proud because we really give it all we got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school obviously does not accepted it, cause to them, GOLD is wad's most important to them. "nothing beats the gold and the honour that comes with it" quoted THE SCHOOL. see, another evidence showing that they are extremely bias to the core. yes, that is what i am mostly unhappy about the school and although like they said the results DUN matter, it definitely does not seemed that way. obviously, getting a gold is like WOW WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like taken to hell for a field trip when the some guy announced the results. totally bewildered. unexpected. like i was just aimming for a silver or gold, bronze did not even appear as one of my choices. see, reality of life is such. really, really harsh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, it done-ED. a fact which became history. a fact which will haunt us forever. and there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. yes, other than to ACCEPT the fact. uh huh. so yeah man. life will go back to normal but the fact will taunt me forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-9146296045569176553?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/9146296045569176553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=9146296045569176553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/9146296045569176553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/9146296045569176553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/unbelieveable-truth.html' title='unbelieveable truth.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-237450742805825727</id><published>2007-04-07T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF's on monday.&lt;br /&gt;it's nearing but i am not feeling the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will when i am on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;actually, it's not really excitment. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;always making really stupid mistakes now. argh.&lt;br /&gt;wad it this, man? &lt;br /&gt;must focus. &lt;br /&gt;i dun want to be dissappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am leaving the band real soon. like after SYF, we are out of band. i am feeling both happy and sad. i am worried about the sec ones. and the section but i know they will do us proud. it's an real honour to be in the band. i learnt a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still trying to adapt back to school. wow. bey bey had a small talk with me. she told me that i must have a target to motivate myself to work hard. she's like the wise man. really cool and wise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-237450742805825727?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/237450742805825727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=237450742805825727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/237450742805825727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/237450742805825727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/04/syfs-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5750392550926314749</id><published>2007-03-31T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>is this a dream?</title><content type='html'>back from hawaii. felt elated and great to see my grandma, mum and dad at the airport waiting for my grand arrival. hahaha. i really missed my family. but now, i am starting to miss hawaii. ahhhh. everything about hawaii was great and enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were arrive in singapore, everyone tried to console themselves by saying that they must be dreaming, it was a dream and when they woke up, they will still be in hawaii. and that we must have taken the wrong plane. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was certainly an eye-opener. great experience. i was totally blown away. by the beach, the atmosphere, the people etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so many to share. but first, this is it! the time when reality sets in. hawaii aftermath. from the start, i knew that if i dun enjoy myself in hawaii, i am going to regret. therefore, i tried to make the best out of it. however, despite knowing the fact, i can't help but regret. i did not feel the sand and water. stupid me did not bring my slippers along and i was way too lazy to take off my shoes. it seemed like only yesterday that we board the plane to hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet a few other baritone saxophone player. coolness. they were great player. all their saxes were ilke gold. hahahaha. mine too. it been 32 days since i got my instrument. during the exchange rehearsal with A.J Dimond high school , i learn to make a note lower than A. put your feet into the bell. hahahhaa. anwyay, it was fun getting to know other people from other bands. it was pretty enriching and hilarious. moreover, i saw someone using a trolley to push his bari sax, wonder who is that smart guy. wanted to like borrow the trolley to push my bari to the pacific beach hotel. hahahahha. machines makes people's life much much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat with weelyn for the DINNER. there's like 2 other bari saxes player at our table. guess wad, we were the ONLY asians. like wow. forced myself to eat the salad. EW. it was quite okay, actually. the meal was stomach filling. got a blister, thanks to the shoes from pedalworks. painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to walk from ohana west hotel to pacfic beach hotel, for everything. at first, it seemed like a pretty long distance. but as we continue to walk, lugging my 12.35kg bari sax,  almost everyday, it seemed shorter and shorter. i developed muscles. coolness. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised weelyn can fall asleep anywhere and everywhere. in the plane, while doing her work, after eating breakfast. you name it, you got it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day. we had to report to the airport at 3.30am in the wee hours. everyone looked sleepy and unexcited. the united airlines made us feel so welcome, annoucing that they have with them, the st. anthony canossian secondary school who are going to hawaii for a festival, good luck and all the best. at that moment, i felt good. sat next to weelyn, in the window seat! weelyn fall asleep again. we arrive too early and we could only checked in at 3pm, so, we went sight seeing and shopping. the beach totally perks me up. the constant breeze was refeshing. and i found the sweets i love, only found in USA. hawaii's climate totally rocks. although it was sunny, it was still pretty windy. in anyway, it's still breezy and i dun remember perspiring at all. we walked around until night, where we totally missed study time. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day. breakfast was within walking distance. at Perry's Smorgy Restaurant. yummy. buffet style. love the hash browns and sausages. study time, used this time for personal stuff. oops. the KE people came and invade 864, cassandra, sascha, weelyn and my room. 4's a crowd, imagine having about 6 more. hahah. then our chaperone group B, consisting of Mrs Tan, weelyn, cassandra, carrisa, sascha, ben and sherri, meredith, jaslynn and me. went to ala moana shopping center. coolness. i wanted to get lots of stuff but realised i dun have my wallet with me, was so afraid, thought i lost my wallet. in fact, it was like on the bed. argh. false alarm.  had warms ups in the Ahi room, wow, we could hear ourselves SO MUCH better. like, all the mistakes we made. once again, we had to walk back, lugging my bari sax, the people on the streets seemed to be enjoying our presence, the percussion section was like playing their insturments. and the rest of us were suffering behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day. breakfast at Perry's Smorgy restaurant again. depart for pearl harbour and USS Arizona Memorial. unbelievable. so can't belive i was there. we had one hour to rehearse in the Marlin room. back to hotel, it's was study time aka prepare for dinner time. hahahha. the welcome dinner and dance. table 45. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day. busy day. breakfast at perry's. depart to ala moana shopping center to perform. wore our unifrom w/o the blue blazer. blue bra can be so obvious. wore sockings too, feel like i did not wear my skirt. hahahah. after sound check, we were slacking in the ballroom. intermediate band perform first, before that, tears were flowing freely. everyone was crying. so emotional. the senior band went to watched the first few bands perform. namely, our intermediate band, west ranch high school and concord high school. we left to get ready before A.J Dimond high school. i must say, i make lots of stupid mistakes during the adjudicated performance. ahhhhh. i guess we very much deserved a silver. although mr de said that he expected us to get a silver, i still dun feel really good about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th day. exchange rehearsals and workshops at the pacific beach hotel. pretty educational and interesting. hahaha. everyone was excited for the exchange rehearsal with Epping Boys' High School from Australia, hahaha. you should know why. met another bari sax player. exchange rehearsal with A.J Dimond High School from Alaska, met two other bari saxes player, their low notes were wow. coolness. they entertain me alot that day. it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th day. luau. big picture taken. hot hot sun. got sun tanned. pretty interesting hula dancing by our very own maxine and natalie. caught them on video. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;went to ala moana again, had to shop really fast. sighs. no time to enjoy. but i love to shop quickly. the command perforance was perform by Epping Boys, everyone was excited once again. hahahhaha. and there was this thing about ben and sherri's. hahahha. one quote" would you fancy a cup of tea?" AHHAHAHHAHAHAHA. super hilarious. alright, i should stop teasing sherri about it, i have been done so for the past few days and i think she loves it. went back to hotel to pack my luggage and bubble pack my bari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th day. reluctantly depart for the airport. time passed really fast. missing everything about hawaii already. my mum told me to hard work now and save up, so i can go hawaii in the future. hope that this might motivate me to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was slapped real hard back into reality. my life is in a mess now. incomplete assignments, new topics to learn. i am worried. but still missing hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have been there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5750392550926314749?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5750392550926314749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5750392550926314749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5750392550926314749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5750392550926314749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-this-dream.html' title='is this a dream?'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2207173996233175153</id><published>2007-03-21T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off to hawaii in about 2 days. luggage is half packed. i dunno if i packed in everything i need. ahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history std test today was pure luck. i totally did not study and in fact, we are tested on sbq. hahaha. phew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back our chinese mye paper. phew. i passed and improved. however, oral was pretty bad. i was so scared and shy lah. xing qi san just dun believe. and once again, she tested me again. guess i am going to fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say, i totally agree with what casssandra said, w eelyn just keeps nagging and nagging. we will suffer under her hands. sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showed my mummy my progress report. she actually praised me for like doing much better. felt so encouraged. hahahaha. she wants me to study hard after the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so unprepared now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2207173996233175153?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2207173996233175153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2207173996233175153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2207173996233175153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2207173996233175153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/off-to-hawaii-in-about-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2763444197666055493</id><published>2007-03-19T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>if only...</title><content type='html'>today was pretty slack... someone SKIPPED school today.. hmmmm, let see, who was that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it like 4 more days to hawaii. it like we are going soon. it like ahhhhh, i am so not prepared. must go back tmr for self practice. it like i am so excited yet trying to keep my cool. hahaha. it like i have not pack my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, audrey came to borrow a luggage today. hahhahaha, i think she needs to get  use to the lugguage. hahahaha, she looks pretty stiff with it. she does not know how to handle it. haha, country bumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm heng liaw shu juan-ed like 6 times today, hahhaha, cause someone kept falling asleep and kinda smiled to herself while being half-asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. bari, bari, you are so pitiful, no one wants to use you. i feel really sad about it. looking back, i was like friggin happy to have cheryl as my junior at the auditions. cause she could like make a sound. however, it still boils down to the fact that the baritone saxophone is a super big and heavy instrument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i must thank all those who simply adore the sound of the baritone saxophone. i think it's wonderfully beautiful. hahhahah. of course, with me playing it, it's better. hahahahha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to be in school at 0630 hour, to perform at the assembly period. after that, it CHEM TEST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for thursday to come. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2763444197666055493?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2763444197666055493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2763444197666055493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2763444197666055493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2763444197666055493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-only.html' title='if only...'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2437227694889784586</id><published>2007-03-18T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. tmr's back to school. this is how super ultra fast my week has been.&lt;br /&gt;school and band on monday, school on tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workshop with Mr Nonami on wednesday. He's a super funny guy, calling himself no name, easier for people to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band on thursday, went to get my court shoes with jennifer and joycelyn in TM, hahaha, we were like shopping for clothes instead, in the end, jennifer brought her court shoes from istean. then we went to bata in eastpoint to get mine, hahaha, it's size 10! band today, was not good. sighs. now, abigail's playing the bari. i think it's my fault. cause i told mr de he could get a sec one instead of getting the sec two to play the bari sax. sighs. i guess not. i am like super upset. how i wish i will be playing in the band for another year, this way, there is no problem yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exchange workshop with loyang and whitley on friday. and we got our band uniform. hahaha. my blouse's sleeves are like super long, can do chinese opera. the exchange workshshop was fun, i saw 3 other bari saxes. it like super cool. was supposed to like go to night safari but got family gathering instead, the food is like super yummy. and we went to macs for desserts. hahahha. ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how my weekend has been. sighs. on sat, went to ccps to coach the juniors. i saw a new saxophonist. so cool. she's only primary 3, small and cute, but she learn pretty fast. was like super tired, i slept through the afternoon and went to vivocity to shop. hahahhaha. i found my outfit for the dinner and dance. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it like 5 more days to hawaii. next week, i think i cannot focus in class. hahahha. i will be dreaming about hawaii instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2437227694889784586?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2437227694889784586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2437227694889784586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2437227694889784586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2437227694889784586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1870129663465449507</id><published>2007-03-13T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>finally, the truth was told. our progress paper. ahhhh. well, i failed like 5 tests. argh, 5 subjects, 5 tests. wad the. but i will persevere in my effort to do well. bey bey is super mean lah. she gave a little note to those who has been working hard, according to her. shouldn't she be encouraging others to work hard as well? she so bias although she said she not. oh well, i will just write a little note for myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the two days of torture is over when the bell rang at 1415 hour today. we are the only stupid fools who goes to school during the march hols. waste 2 days already. actually, i already switched to the holiday mode last sat. hahahaha. i could not be bother about school at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, we had our amaths test on max and min problem. is was alright. i hope i will get a pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, BIO SPA, REAL TEST for o levels, was over. yay! sim was trying to be really nice, she gave us about the same thing for the practice, to help us. always giving credits to herself. self praise is international disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i realised how much work i have got to do. so many assignments and stuff. argh. all by the time when school reopens on march 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, 10 more days to HAWAII. ahhhhhhhhhh. are you sure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw justine today. hahhaha. she like, looks the same. her band is having her concert on march 24, one day after we leave for hawaii. ahhh. she got solo. all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1870129663465449507?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1870129663465449507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1870129663465449507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1870129663465449507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1870129663465449507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5012294965871379813</id><published>2007-03-11T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12 days to hawaii. i must be kidding. hawaii briefing for parents, SYF preview and SYF camp is finally over. WOAH. learnt about our rooming list and other stuff. AH. xing qi san is going to chaperone our group. wad the hell! that's what i call the path of the enemies meet. ARGH. and our tour manager... well, mrs chua said that it has to be a subject head who is not in charge of graduating classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to be in the same room w eelyn. i am afraid. wad if casper comes in the middle of the night for her. i am terrified already. ahhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next week will be really hectic and enjoyable, i hope. once it ends, i am not going to get my holiday anymore. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turns out w eelyn's brother chinese name is also yang hui ting. COOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw ms lim during the preview, she looks as though she is ready to go hawaii. love the shorts. i want one too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5012294965871379813?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5012294965871379813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5012294965871379813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5012294965871379813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5012294965871379813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/12-days-to-hawaii.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6252516442522953492</id><published>2007-03-07T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>just another daily routine</title><content type='html'>emaths std test was alright, pretty easy. hahhaha, it would be nice to score full marks. i must be dreaming. mdm ANNE heng called me 'li ting' instead of 'hui ting'. TSK. how can she forget my name? hahah. once again, they tried to called ANNE again, it's a pity, she did not like reply. wad the. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was so tired after doing all the homework, i ask my dad to like wake me up after 20 mins. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i woke up at 5.50am instead. i was like in deep trouble, cause i have not complete my geog work. hahha, but i finished it during recess. woah, i could finally heave a sign of relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lim was saying cold jokes again. guess she was in a pretty good mood, which is good for us. hahha. and she always pay lots of attention to RJ. hahhaaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maxine took my green eraser. TSK her. i felt like sleeping during emaths. i think bey bey saw. but she was 'bo cha'-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is ever so boring. i consoled myself to go school. i dun seemed to find any joy going to school. it's like a routine that i had to, MUST, follow. i dun feel happy nor excited. and currently, most of the times in class, i just can't laugh out loud.  sighs. HELP! what is happening to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days to hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performing for assembly tmr. a chance to show off my ever so awesome and beautiful saxophone. cool huh. hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to mend the relationship, was not entirely sucessful. i dun know if the problem lies with me or what. it is super uncomfortable. wanting to be nice and encouraging but by doing so, i feel like i am just giving in and not being myself. it's so awkward. i can't believe people actually thinks that way, but, like i always say, it not easy to change the mindset of others, and why should i even care, when so long as your conscience is clear, you should not even bother about what others thinks. however, this is a huge thing, i am very worried and concern about this matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be super busy next week. ah. more assignments for the hols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6252516442522953492?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6252516442522953492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6252516442522953492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6252516442522953492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6252516442522953492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-another-daily-routine.html' title='just another daily routine'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6413943085901953344</id><published>2007-03-06T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually understood the test for cations today, like after a year. i feel accomplished cause although it is like last year topic, it is never too late, i guess. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths, well, bey bey kinda give us a lecture on not hand up our assignments. oops, she got really furious. and i have to pay S$413 for the o levels exams. another sign to show that o levels is nearing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had bio test on excretion today. bet eveyone gave up and went into a deep sleep instead. hahahha. the first question was like 24 marks. majority of the paper, and i could heard everyone saying "shit" when they turn the paper over. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths was fun, cause the homework that mrs heng gave, she made us do during class and even went through with us, majority of it is completed. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms loh came to talk to us during english, i was happy cause, we were missing english lesson. i thought they planned it out but actually mrs teo was like late for 10 minutes. HA HA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms loh came with ms lim and mrs margaret teo again after english, she talked about feedback form the teachers and attempt to help us solve our problems. but i could not believed the fact that bey bey actually wrote on the feedback form, that we think we know everything and that we are self-centered. she broke my heart. i still cannot believe that she actually thought that way about us. like wow. i have to agree with wad the other teachers mention, for example, the laid back attitude, no sense of urgency, no quality work, not handing in work on time and the cleanliness of our classroom. sighs. seriously, i just am not motivated. argh. why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went stationary shopping with jennifer. hahha. so tempted to buy so many stuff. argh, glad to have my mummy's sponsorship. hahaha, in the form of money, of course. brought another curve ruler, cause my old one is like not flexible enough. wad the hell right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;17 days to hawaii or&lt;br /&gt;408 hours to hawaii or&lt;br /&gt;24 480 minutes to hawaii or&lt;br /&gt;1 468 800 seconds to hawaii. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6413943085901953344?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6413943085901953344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6413943085901953344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6413943085901953344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6413943085901953344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-actually-understood-test-for-cations.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2393840124191951326</id><published>2007-03-05T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>it's FATE</title><content type='html'>the moment of truth. chinese MYE. was alright. could understand the passage but am too lazy to read. it's quite boring, felt sleepy at one time. but rushed through in like 5 mins, like WOW. the essay was okay, wrote rubbish actually. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i would like to FOCUS more on w eelyn and her fate, it is such a coincidence. hahahaha, see w eelyn, FATE is a very powerful thing. it does not only occur once or twice. it happened like uncountable times. time and time again, both of your paths cross. oooh, SO SWEET. it was like so hilarious, could not stop laughing. but i must say, you should not go against FATE, w eelyn, better beware. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tung, after doing her SPA test, foolishly left her wallet and watch in the lab. since she was sick, i had to help her ask the aunties of the labs. hahah. so luckily, it was found and clarissa has to pick them up herself tmr. she was only going to give me ONE stick of pokey. super miser. then, it was the whole packet of jokey, the imitation. wad the. it sucks big time. dun ever buy JOKEY. never. in the end, she is going to give me six sticks of pokey. stil miser but great improvement made.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weighed my bari, it like 12.35 kg!!! WOW, SUPER HEAVY. that's why i tends to bend to the opposite side whenever i carry my instrument. hahhahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hawaii in 18 days. &lt;br /&gt;SYF in 26 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is assembly performance on thursday. 0630 hours, must be awake and in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF CAMP PART 2, is special for concert band. we are special and unique people. hahhaa, we dun need to stay over in school and there is hawaii briefing for parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issue of progress card is tmr! bet there is like 5 or more red marks. which i dun wish or want to have. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. there is BIO TEST on excretion too. sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim tried to ACT cool today. she said she is not going to stop us from talking, she is just going to show her hand and expect us to stop, which i think, will never happen in our class. give it up, sim! hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new book of MISSING is here, ahhh. i want. i want. and maxine was like, "i can't believe you read such books." she even thinks i am not cool. because i bring a water bottle to school. and so i wrote a post-it for maxine. it says" i am the coolest person because i dun bring a water bottle to school. i drink water from the water COOLer. yeah yeah, maxine. COOLer person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2393840124191951326?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2393840124191951326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2393840124191951326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2393840124191951326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2393840124191951326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-fate.html' title='it&apos;s FATE'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-1464318866446598416</id><published>2007-03-04T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes. thank you to w eelyn for changing the tagboard's colour. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had bio SPA test, ahhhhh. it was cool. we tested on urine. hahha. michelle asked sim if the urine were real, cause she spill some on herself. sim started to laugh and smile really sweetly. yuck. sim said, read the question. okay. so i guess, no answer is the best answer. was discussing whether we got the correct answer. i think i got it. at least i hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hawaii is nearing, the pressure is rising. must make sure i know how to play every single part of it. i still cannot believe that in like 19 days, i will be in hawaii. AWESOME.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no band on friday. bari was at home waiting for me to go back and season it. hahaha. band was on sat morning. cab to school, ms clarissa tung, carried my instrument from the gate to foyer. MACHO ah. realised  ALOT of people simply adore HANA KIMI. hahaha. cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept the whole sat afternoon. woke up in the evening, just in time to go to alyssa's house for family gathering. brought all my assignments along but as always, i did not do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, my house for family gathering, die. chinese MYE is the next day. and i did not do anything constructive, ahhhh. but i couldn't care less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese MYE. few hours time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-1464318866446598416?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/1464318866446598416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=1464318866446598416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1464318866446598416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/1464318866446598416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-8753715947657877727</id><published>2007-03-01T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>cold sound</title><content type='html'>today, i sqeaked during the mass. the worst thing ever. although i sounded like louder, there hardly seemed to be any feelings and that i can't seem to be able to control the notes and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must get used to it lah. sighs. it is like so new and i need to 'season' it. by practicing more, playing more. i brought it home today. ahhh. practiced for a while, realised i got like plenty of stuff to completed. sure die. sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's practice absolutely is terrible. we dun seemed to be putting our heart and soul into it. sighs. definitely can be improved. we must prove ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's really contradicting lah, say what do your best but in fact, they want us to get gold. not supportive yet demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hawaii is 22 more days. it's like friggin near.&lt;br /&gt;SYF is about 32 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might just die a happy man knowing that the instrument came. another barrier to overcome, getting to know the instrument.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want a cold and thin sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-8753715947657877727?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/8753715947657877727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=8753715947657877727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8753715947657877727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/8753715947657877727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/03/cold-sound.html' title='cold sound'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-4260128794321681093</id><published>2007-02-28T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>IT's FINALLY HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhh. it's here. really! i am not dreaming. it is such a beauty. the case is like slick and the instrument itself, is like gold and pretty. not to mention, shiny and scratches-less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about like 3pm plus, it's arrived. mr de called to give me the wonderful news, practically ran down but it was raining, asked weelyn, ru jing and amanda to follow me down. ahhh. on the way, told who ever i knew about it. must share the joy. saw cassandra, maxine and anne. they came to share the joy. saw mrs chua in the PFA office, guess she was looking for me too. saw ms eileen and ms ponni too, i think they heaved a sigh of relief cause i kinda complain about it to them before. hahahha. went up to the hall, told paula about it. show it off to clarissa and eunice. hahahah. went up to the band room to try it out. it's like super WOW. i must say, a new instrument makes a LOT of diference. hahahha. i remembered to put cork gease. hahha. the other time, i used shiyun's bari, i did not put the cork gease, the neck was struck, oops. i felt weak and excited, that was the longest time i took to set up my instrument. must be extra careful, no finger prints, etc. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must THANK&lt;br /&gt;Mr De, for getting the school to apply for the grant, for making the decision to get a new baritone saxophone, for always calling band world up.&lt;br /&gt;the school, for apply fot the grant and ordering the instruments&lt;br /&gt;MOE, for approving the grant&lt;br /&gt;Band World, for finally sending the instrument, guess it took a detour to Japan first. ahhh, it's been to Japan and it's going Hawaii real soon.&lt;br /&gt;people who always listening to me complaining about why is has not arrived and encouring to press on. haha. especially joanna, w eelyn, my section, clarissa, jennifer, audrey, sherri, elsie, ru jing, ruoen, eunice, amanda, cindy, yong cai. i am thinking there are more. hahaha. THANK YOU guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time was passing super slow today. ahhhhh. was kinda not focusing it class. after school, had the section talk. ahhhh. it was friggin awkward.the problem dun seemed to be solve. oh dear. had health check up today, absolutely healthy, my eye sight got better. as least that is wad the nurse said. chit chat was the nurse, to waste time, it ate up into bey bey's lesson, walked really slowly back to class with kai xin, super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liaw shu juan did not come today, realised she got her piano exams. all the best, better make ah pa proud ah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhh, 28 February 2007. absolutely important date. it can be my new bari's birthday. ahhh. i must be crazy, but i dun care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS standard test was bad. studied more on the one that did not come out. in the end, i made up whatever i wrote. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came, it really did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-4260128794321681093?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/4260128794321681093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=4260128794321681093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4260128794321681093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/4260128794321681093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-finally-here.html' title='IT&apos;s FINALLY HERE!!!'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2278087486604273412</id><published>2007-02-27T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>great news. bad news.</title><content type='html'>let me open up today post with the beloved jurong bird park keeper, sim. during the bird show today, no birds was listening to her, not nice to watch. hahaha. so not exciting lah. but i must say, her outfit today totally shows it all. the bird park keeper, a shocking green top, long blue pants, with the portable microphone and speaker attached to her super high waist. imagine that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bey bey made us change places today. the hotspot area now cease to exist since only w eelyn and chow ru jing are left at that spot. after maxine, clarissa, audrey and i left. it's offical, the row is not made up of CB girls and no more hot spot. oh well, although our currents places are not permanment, i am going to be there for a long while, i guess. even though we change our places, we are noiser than ever, cause now, we shout across the class. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, was waiting for a cab. received a message. bari sax is arriving TMR AFTERNOON. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i will just melt when it come tmr. on second thought, maybe i should contain my excitment first. when it actually appear before my eyes, then i will start to celebrate. anything can happen, most of the times, unexpected things happen. so yeah. but i might not be able to sleep tonight. hahaha. fast forward to tmr please. let the time pass faster. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w eelyn seemed fated with someone huh. saw her twice in a row and now, even belGAR knows about it. as for roland, guess he MIA-ed. had too much laughter after recess, can't even climbed the stairs properly. super hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home pretty early, had macs for lunch since my dearest ah ma have not come back. sighs. jenny did not come to school today, me, being ever so nice, deliver her stuff up to her door step. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad, not sitting next to w eelyn anymore. it was fun and nice sitting next to her. seen her being mature at times and super nuts MOST of the times. haha. nevermind, guess i will just have to shout across the class. sorry bey bey, but i will be making lots of noise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2278087486604273412?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2278087486604273412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2278087486604273412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2278087486604273412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2278087486604273412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/great-news-bad-news.html' title='great news. bad news.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3949078715594285509</id><published>2007-02-26T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>tears in my eyes.</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;felt much better now. today, got lots of work to complete. almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim was trying to get our attention again. GIVE IT UP, SIM! haha. she postponed the practical and theory test, send some people outta class and picked on clarissa. clarissa, clarissa, she put so much faith in you but you hurt her feelings. how can you? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band performed for the sec 3s today. virgina and pirates. it was bad. somehow we cannot play better in front of people, but during practices, we could play our best. ironic ya. during practice, the NEW CORNETS arrived. so cool lah. congrats to liaw shu juan, amanda and cindy. hahaha. must share the joy. i better you all are pretty motivated to play your best. yup. this shows mine is still not here. sighs. band world seemed to have something against me or maybe my instrument and i are just not fated. see w eelyn, FATE is a huge thing, dun take it too lightly. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is cheryl playing the bari or alto? heard her mum is pretty upset about her being in the band, playing a huge instrument. guess i was strict today. but i dun really have the mood to like motivate others when i, myself, is feeling down. i know i should not mix personal stuff with so called work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm heng liaw shu juan-ed lots of times lah. course someone was like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, history quiz. disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like giving up. everything today just dun seemed to be falling into place. so many more problems occured. need solutions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3949078715594285509?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3949078715594285509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3949078715594285509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3949078715594285509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3949078715594285509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/tears-in-my-eyes.html' title='tears in my eyes.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6134593088401770581</id><published>2007-02-24T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>i would like to clarify the rumour.</title><content type='html'>the rumor spreaded by w eelyn oh hui ting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is 100% biasness and untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words from her mouth is highly what she herself thinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she simply assumes that i am so called dying to go the ACJC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in FACT, i am not. i know my studies is not good. i am realistic and therfore, ACJC, i dun even want to think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, she just getting her revenge on me, which shows that her assumption is absloutely BIAS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, please, DO NOT believe the words of w eelyn OH huiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6134593088401770581?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6134593088401770581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6134593088401770581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6134593088401770581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6134593088401770581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-would-like-to-clarify-rumour.html' title='i would like to clarify the rumour.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5128735556734597547</id><published>2007-02-24T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>disheartening truth</title><content type='html'>audrey and clarissa broke the news to me at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like counting down to the end of feb. so audrey wrote, "end of feb, 5++ more days." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i was okay with the fact the new bari sax was not coming at the end of feb. i guess as much that it most likely not coming. but, when i started to think back, the truth was way to harsh for me to comprehend, i felt really dissappointed and down. i felt really unbeliveable. on one hand, i know that it might not come and i should not feel to sad about it. Despite knowing that, i still hope that it will come and was happily counting down. but the truth is, i am not happy. knowing that it's not coming. why do i feel this way? everyone likes to have a new instrument. i guess me too. time and time again, i got deceived. but i did not lose hope, i continue waiting for the day, that moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, was so terrible, could not warm up and play properly. felt totally disheartened. i felt weak and that i could just break down anytime. tried to stop thinking about it, it just was not possible. sorry for not doing my job well. i apologised for not ensuring that the band is quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethimes, i feel that i dun have the power to keep the band quiet. i doubt i am qualifed to do it. they will just start chatting again after a few secs. is that my problem or what? i constantly blame myself for not be able to keep them quiet. thanks to people like audrey, sherri, eunice and joey for helping me. glad to have your help. i knew i could not be a good discipline and welfare officer, wanted to prove myself wrong. guess i was right, i just can't do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future of the bari sax seemed unclear. got zero successor. mr de wanted to put cheryl to alto. so ya. it's alright. no one wants to play huge instruments. neither did i, but i learnt to accept it and i enjoy playing the bari sax. i really do love it. glad mr de made me play the bari about 2 years ago, after sir left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard about something else. can't believe that it is true. sighs. although cannot be bias lah, but somehow, i still dun like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality, really, truely ruthless, but we all have to just accept the fact. there's no freedom of speech, even though if you speak up, no one listens or take up your suggestions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live a silent life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5128735556734597547?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5128735556734597547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5128735556734597547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5128735556734597547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5128735556734597547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/disheartening-truth.html' title='disheartening truth'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6193485422370734473</id><published>2007-02-22T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>i know how to link.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY me. i went exploring blogger. today's rest day for seniors. no band. as a result, here i am. hahaha. let see, bey bey insulted me today. many thanks to clarissa for reminding me. actually, i was not upset because i am realistic. yeah man. i would really like to prove her wrong anyway. this just might be my motivation to push me on. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;moving on, i participated in a so called lucky draw, for the excitment of it. the chosen six will go for a social studies survival kit workshop and clarissa got pick by ashrina. it's fated, alright. hahaha. admit it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;during recess, i brought the pokey imitation, jokey. wad the hell. it sucks alright. although it's only 40 cents, for 8 sticks. i rather the original, pokey. hahah. it's so much nicer and yummier. in fact, jokey's from thailand. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mdm heng did not 'liaw shu juan-ed' today. i tried taking a picture of mdm heng and the board full of chinese words. it was a risk. i think she saw. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mrs heng was so hip today. she looks nice in her tee. she's the mother CAREbear =)  that day, the fire drill excerise was fun. the CAREteam was having fun in the library, with the air-con. while our beloved school was kinda suffering under the hot sun. we derived the phrase CAREbears from CAREfriends. how cool. so we, the CAREfriends, became CAREbears instead. haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sim was showing attitude today, she posed at the door, did a catwalk and took her seat at the teacher's table. waited for us to say good afternoon to her and started on her lesson. trying hard to get our attention, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6 more days to the end of FEB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11 more days to MT MYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;29 more days to Hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;68 more days to MYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;214 days to 'O' levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to look forward to or not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6193485422370734473?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6193485422370734473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6193485422370734473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6193485422370734473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6193485422370734473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-how-to-link.html' title='i know how to link.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2035676425898919488</id><published>2007-02-21T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>chinese new year and the aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's was like less happening. the numbers of house visiting and the number of ang baos has drastically fell. which is bad, because the 'ka ching' inside is also affected. however, getting together with the cousins was fun alright. we talked about everything and anything. hahahaha. there was just too many funny, sarcastic jokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday was pretty good. we performed for the president and his wife. the best part, although there was only four schools, including us, performing. Mr and Mrs Nathan only came for our performance. how cool was that. anyway, i think i did not really play my best. i was not really prepared and i dunno why, but i just could not stop coughing and squeaking during the performance. sighs. why why why. then, we climbed up the 'hill' to take a picture. hahah. i am the tallest in the band, although eda is already 172cm and growing. i must continue to grow too. now, i understand how my seniors felt when they saw how tall i was last time. we went for a little tour in the building. it was fun, i was the tour guide, the best in simei. hahahhaa. we learnt a lot that time. like, that we have to put our important guests on our right, although i kinda forgot the reason. and the air con is not hung onto the wall, in fact, it is like place in a cupboard. how cool was that? we also saw various pretty stuff from other countries. it's was unique and nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;on the journey home, w eelyn spotted st andrew's. so me, being ever so irritated by her actions, cause she has been telling me about it, shouted across the bus, saying " please look towards your left, that is the st andrews secondary school, junior college and primary school, where w eelyn's love is. " hahahahahaha. oh my, i could not stop laughing. i just remembered something else, it's concerning w eelyn too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there was this one day, w eelyn walked into class with a little something on her lips. "hahaha" i was thinking in my mind, trying not to laugh. should i tell her or should i not? ha. i decided NOT. so i went to where ru jing, michelle koh and maxine was, telling them about what i saw. ru jing wanted to saw lah. hahahaha. i was laughing non-stop. so ru jing walk to w eelyn's place and said "eh jo, the joke just now was so funny" [ can't remember exactly what she said ] i started bursting out in laughter for quite a while. i started to tear too. w eelyn, being ever so funny, even asking me about the joke lah, she said she wanted to laugh too. oh my, there was no joke in the first place, so i said, i forgot. oops. haha. liaw shu juan had to spoilt the fun, by notifying w eelyn about the something on her lips. spoiler lah, audrey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the school's CNY celebrations, it was enjoyable but too short. should let us have half day, they spoilt our CNY's mood but making us go for lessons. haha. the catwalk was fun. lots of cold jokes from nancy and talking to kimberly. it's my last year celebrating CNY in the school. so must enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7 more days to the end of feb and audrey's piano exams. good luck and do your best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12 more days to MT MYE. sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;30 more days to Hawaii. yay or not? i still dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2035676425898919488?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2035676425898919488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2035676425898919488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2035676425898919488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2035676425898919488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-and-aftermath.html' title='chinese new year and the aftermath'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-2696508111765813678</id><published>2007-02-17T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>THE EVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's new year's eve. i got so many shows i wanna watch, since the wonderful invention of the TV is going to show movies like Two weeks notice and some chinese shows. all of a sudden, i got the mood to tidy my room. but i kinda just stop to blog now. haha. before this, i was youtube-ing, watching the korean shows. hahaha. so touching lah. nevertheless, i forgot about one thing, my never ending assignments. oops. oh well, it's the festive season. looking forward to CNY, we should not be happy because we can collect 'ka ching'. we should be happy because people, by giving us the ang baos, is in fact giving us blessings and good luck. hahaha. all the 'ka ching' i collect during CNY will go to the fund of jolene's hawaii shopping spree. still saving up. so i can get nice gifts for people. but i think the best gift from hawaii should be the air, water, sand from the beach and the magnificent views. it like 34 days to hawaii. too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yesterday. last day of the week! haha. clarissa did not come. during english, all geog students were talking about geography for their speeches. i enjoyed it. but not for the literature girls, hahaha. guess it sounded like alien langauge to them. mdm chan was in a happy mood today, she was like joking with us and all. hahha. she's thought that clarissa's was indian?!?! hahahaha. that's was hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;most of our teachers are MARRIED, so we can get ang baos from them. so i asked mrs heng, "i want ang bao!" mrs heng surprised and touched me by giving us ang baos with kit kat in it. she's sooo nice and sweet. she was like " i love you..." and we said " we love you too" what a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;once again, we were rushing geog CAJ during recess, was so hungry but the chocolates and sweets keep me energised. then ivana, weelyn and i were like chatting at the same time. ivana was like complaining of cold food. then, we thought of bringing a mini toaster and a mini freezer. it's was hilarious. then can toast cheese tofu, chinese sausages etc. furthermore, with the mini freezer, our drinks will not be like warm. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;emaths test today was horrible, it was an easy topic but i did not get the finish the paper. sighs. there was just no time lah. but on the second thought, maybe i was too slow. however, everyone else have not kinda finish. so to conclude, bey bey's mean. maybe, just maybe, it's has something to do with her number 1 fan, clarissa's absence from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i feel accomplished during chem tutorial, i kinda finish the odd numbers MCQ. hahahaha. and some structured questions. went back to the band room to polish my instrument. it's prettier now, but it has always been beautiful!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, i was supposed to go to clarissa's house from steamboat, YUM. however, i kinda fall asleep when waiting, all of a sudden, i woke up at about 8 plus pm, oops... okay, 5 more mins and i will wake up and go the her house. guess wad? in the end, my 5 mins lasted till the next morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eh liaw shu juan. of course it's happening lah. i am here wad. tsk you lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cindy, you made me sooo important. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;amanda, i was depressed since last christmas. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;w eelyn. showing your concern huh. quietness is good, there is an atmosphere of peace and calmness. hahahahahhahaha. at least, better than you, always talking and smiling to yourself, stop denying. eh you, better go back to IMH for check up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes yes, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL. you all get your ang baos, once Audrey Cullum's husband sends money over for me,the father-in-law. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Countdown to Feb 28.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10 more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's an important day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the suppliers better not screw up. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-2696508111765813678?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/2696508111765813678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=2696508111765813678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2696508111765813678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/2696508111765813678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-new-years-eve.html' title='THE EVE.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6311790367115197972</id><published>2007-02-14T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>relatively busy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; have been so busy the past few days. monday, tuesday and today. everything just kinda happens and ended somehow. i dun even remember what happened. i guess it's super short term memory loss or everything just happened in the twinkle of an eye. anyway, there are just some things i will always remember. my instrument. on monday, when i heard audrey saying, that her cornets would be arriving like this week. it just seemed as though my heart was shattered. and once again, i wonder, is it coming? yup. and we seemed to have been playing quite well on monday. yay us! on tuesday, i was pretty excited about the SCH rehearsal, partly because i have never been there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during warm ups, mr de somehow randomly told the CATs section that theirs cornets are coming at the end of the month as it is being delayed in japan. then he turned to me and said, your instrument is also being delayed in japan. i was like HUH??? i thought that it in IMM, at band world. so he said, that he just told me whatever the supplier told him. at that moment, i felt like punching the supplier's head. violence, i know, but how can he cheat my feelings. i even asked w eelyn i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;f we can have our section outing at IMM, so i might go and collect my instrument. and we can celebrate the arrival of my bari. like finally. hahahaha. so i said, nevermind, at least it's has been to japan. haha. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today's VALENTINE's DAY but it has been one hectic day for me. i fell asleep and did not have time to study for phy/chem standard test. i was just simply super busy the whole day. the japanese girls came today. we had them during PE. it was fun alright. they are really nice, and we are also super nice. we tried to like tell them what it the game all about. they were really cool girls, they participated in the game with us, so friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yup, that's my one and only interaction with those girls. oh well. many thanks to those who share the joy of valentine's day and gave me a gift. i must apologise for the fact that i dun have anything to give in return. hee hee, it's the thoughts that counts right. hahaha. i am, in fact, thinking for you people, right now, while typing this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i went shopping for CNY, like finally. my mummy said i was so last minute. but i begin to differ, there is still like 4 more days before CNY and that's like 24 hours times 4, which is like 96 hours. that is, to me, too much time for shopping. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh ya. our SCH rehearsal was good. w eelyn played with more feelings now, due to several reasons... and our band seemed too overpowering, too loud already. hahaha. cause the concert hall kinda enhances the sound, so we all have to tone down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to w eelyn, please stop smiling or talking to yourself. furthermore, must believe in yourself. you can do it. just remember to push more. and sing hymns during assembly. you better, i will make you sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one last thing, it's coming at the end of the month! hope that it is really true. the supplier's words cannot be trusted. so i dun have high hopes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6311790367115197972?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6311790367115197972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6311790367115197972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6311790367115197972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6311790367115197972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/relatively-busy.html' title='relatively busy.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5048002589324124657</id><published>2007-02-11T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>FRIDAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;friday, last day of the week. i am always waiting for friday to come every single week. friday is always a day with plenty of assignments to do. sighs. that's one thing i dun like about friday. but at least i get to wake up later the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was really tired on friday. most probably because of the fact i had to complete my geog essay the night before.i only had a few hours of sleep. for PE, maxine's group consisting of anne, michelle and ethel aka the bimbos. hahahaha. created a game, lipstick and lipgloss, hahaha. it was interesting. it's something like water and ice. but they added &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;other elements like, we have to skip around and that when we got caught, we need to strike a pose. hahaha. in the end, those who failed to comply with the rules, w eelyn, chris, jasveen and christabel, had to do a three legged catwalk and strike a pose. hahahahaha. it was absolutely hilarious. can you imagine w eelyn doing a catwalk??? well, she just did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we learnt something about ms lim today. hahaha. she was talking about the o levels results release and that our seniors from 4.6'06 got 100% distinction for pure geog! congrats. i am so happy for them and it certainly looks easy to get A1, A2. just too bad for me, it would not be so easy, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;unbelievable lah. getting back to the little something, ms lim watches hindi movies in saturday afternoon. wow. incredible huh. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;o levels result are released today and we were supposed to have our chemistry tutorial today but everyone wants to like go and see the seniors. so it's postpone to tuesday instead. it seemed like i was still sec 3. i am like so scared for the seniors. hahaha. but i think they did well. now, i dunno if i can get like less than 20 points. sighs. just a few more months to october, time fasted so quicly, it's already feb and going to chinese new year. i dun wished to regret when i get my results, one year from today. must work hard. ahhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SYF day camp part 1 starts today from 4 to 9pm. so sad. it does not seemed like a camp lah, more like we spend the day practising only. but i think the food is alright. as the saying goes, when you are hungry, anything is nice. i think i was really very hungry. hahaha. we had laughter and fun. practice was good. the next day, we had to fall in at 7.50am. but jennifer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;clarissa and i were late. opps. have to run like 6 rounds. so old already, got not enough breath. but W EELYN was like later. she woke up at 7.50 am lah. RJ and amamda was also late. hahaha. shall all run together. amanda was not feeling very well after our mc chicken burger lunch, no fries, no drinks. with my care and concern, hahaha, she was better. after tea break, we did a bit of self practice, just for weelyn. she's super heartless can. play the solo. like got noe feelings. hahahah. but i can seri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ously understand some of her problems. some only. she got improvements. she can hold her breath for the whole phrase. YAY her. can hear her from quite far too. but still can push more!!! eh w eelyn, must watch more korean and hongkong shows. cultivate your heartless heart into one with more feelings. hahah. i can lend you. if you want. we had to perform for ms kang, ms chua, mr jurami, ms wang, mrs chua... we actually made them cry for virgina. they said it's obvious that we like virginia better. and as for safari, we did not fare really well. we also got our section metronomes today. hahaha. it's better. so when we have our section sectionals, we will be playing with the same tempo. and we can tune up faster. hahaha. cool huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"nothing that is worthwhile is ever easy" getting a new instrument is worth the while but the wait is not easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5048002589324124657?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5048002589324124657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5048002589324124657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5048002589324124657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5048002589324124657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-last-day-of-week.html' title='FRIDAYS'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-3202449750094360933</id><published>2007-02-08T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>up to standard or not?</title><content type='html'>i think 4.6's whiteboard duster and fan got something against mrs boo. during chem, she want to like use the duster to erase the writing. when she pick it up, the whiteboard duster actually hit the back of her head. hahaha. and i got called three time in a row for social studies. i dun care, w eelyn, i want to be A next time. argh. and w eelyn is like friggin lucky today ONLY. i will have better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during chinese, mam heng ask us if anyone wanted to join the fashion show during CNY celebrations. hahaha. i nominated LIAW SHU JUAN and jennifer but in the end, both rejected the offer. sighs. so sad. would love to see you on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i did badly, like super bad for my A and E maths test. Accident and Emergency. ha. and it's like the first test only. oh well. i guess things are not meant to be. once again, i fell asleep during bio and there was a test. i think i did not do well. actually, i know it would not be well done. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs heng told us about her feelings about her illness and other stuff. it was really touching. i know i spolit the atmosphere. but, after hearing what she said, it occured to me that i am very afraid of death. i felt that life is absolutely unexpected. so we have to live life each day to the best we can. thank you, mrs heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band today, no comments to a particular incident. mr heng came but mr de was MIA. hahaha, i felt that we sounded like better because we really pushed the air out. i kinda played the loudest sound today. he said that, that was the sound of a baritone saxophone. so i guess i was not really playing all these while during the last 2 years. hahahha. oh ya. singapura seah sing song sucks aka extra aka seah joey, she played w eelyn's solo like really loud and nice. hahaha. PUSH MORE. pet phrase of the year. cool. overall, it was fun but reality check, we are not there yet. simply not up to standard yet. SYF like in 8 weeks. i am scared, i am starting not to be playing to the best i can. sighs. more individual practices is needed. hope that the SYF camp will like help. yeah. positive thinking helps too. hahaha. i must say this. CHOW CHOW CHOW ru jing, you looked like a monkey when you play your trombone. hahahahha. i still want a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing that i will alway say until it's here. my new instrument. where are you? come quickly alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-3202449750094360933?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/3202449750094360933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=3202449750094360933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3202449750094360933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/3202449750094360933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-4.html' title='up to standard or not?'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-5378320061527230113</id><published>2007-02-07T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>i will never never never never...</title><content type='html'>PE was super funny. first, we were like so early. w eelyn and i took the keys to get the equipments from the PE room. i really wonder how did we manage to get 3 skipping ropes, 6 netball balls and 15 cones, big and small to the parade square. pretty long distance too. we were struggling lah but we reached, like finally. anyway, we tried to set up the court. but i still thinks it looked weird, looks like an odd shape. anyway, the class dun seemed to understand what the game is all about. so liaw shi juan and clarissa, the full time sucker[ to teachers]hahha. and me kinda demostrated to the class. hahaha. i won. i got the bone. anyway, our ever so creative game comprises of dog and bone and poison ball. we made it pretty complex. they have to like skip with the skipping rope to the bone, grab the bone and run in a zig zag manner back to her team. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rules were broken a LOT of times. people were doing the wrong thing. and there was this one time, the people who were called, skipped to the bone, but the bone was not there. hahhaa. and CHOW CHOW CHOW ru jing actually fell. all i saw was her lying on the ground. but people were like laughing. after hearing all their description of how she fell, i conclude that she must have fell pretty graciously and in sloow motion. ru jing, ru jing. i wonder what were you thinking about. or who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was fun too. mdm heng actually said 'LIAW SHU JUAN' again and something about move your hands, not your mouth. to our dearest LIAW SHU JUAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During geog, ms lim actually asked us to repeat after her ' never use AND, i will never never never never never use AND again, if i use AND in any of the comparsion question, i will die.' hahahha. she is funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this may sound crazy, but i got a new invisible friend. SAY HELLO to dee dee. hahaha. my current list of invisble friends includes, dee dee, nancy, mary and ethel. plus, audrey's danny dick. there is like 5!!! cool huh. ' if you want to be cool, get an invisble friend now'. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the beginning of school, i am seated next to the window, AKA the HOTSPOT. cause many teachers tend to look into our direction. i realised, especially bey bey. i think it's because she pity me for sitting next to a mad girl. i also observed that w eelyn is specially crazy, mad, siao during bey bey's lesson. i bet bey bey also got notice that, that's why she always look towards our direction, to keep an eye on our dearest IMH patient, who needs lots of care, attention and concern, W EELYN OH HUI TING. i think bey bey was looking out, in case w eelyn become super siao, then she starts attacking people around her, which includes ivana, kaixin, abigail, clarissa, audrey and me. this is very serious, thus, bey bey keeps on looking at our direction, just for our dearest W EELYN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bari's not here today. i supposed. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-5378320061527230113?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/5378320061527230113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=5378320061527230113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5378320061527230113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/5378320061527230113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-will-never-never-never-never.html' title='i will never never never never...'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012644242976004430.post-6625033679849371098</id><published>2007-02-05T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:42:38.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Past; Written and sealed.'/><title type='text'>today was alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i felt like sleeping during bio. it was so terribly boring. i could not help but close my eyes to sleep. hahhaha. oh ya. for PE, we got to like plan our own game. and tmr is the day for w eelyn oh francis, liaw shu juan, clarissa tung, the convent girl and me, jo the great, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to showcase our wonderful talents in creating game. 4/6 is going to have a wonderful time tmr. YAY. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, bey bey wore a pretty HOT pink top, she looks like she going for tango dancing. hahaha. pretty pretty huh. mrs heng came back to school already. HOORAY, but she has not fully recover yet. today, i understood quotient rule and all better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;English was fun, we had to do our speeches which many of us did not have and we had to do it on the spot. but i was good. mrs teo was like asking weelyn and her partner, which happens to be me, to read aloud our speech, i told her that i am having pain in my stomach and i can't talk. did she believe me? what do you think? all she said was " excuses, excuses." so i guess she did not believe me. however, instead of making us say our speech, she ask louisa and chris. hahahaha. but they seemed prepared. anyway, i did research on our topic, but i was shy. i am shy, alright. and our topic is rumour or rumor, depending on how you spelt it. anyway, it's like gossip. w eelyn picked it, but i wonder why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had instrument section with w eelyn today. we went to the field there, it's very windy and i like it. one advice to w eelyn, PUSH MORE! hahahahaha. i tried to practice today but most of the time, i was listening to w eelyn's solo. more feelings, man. she was like out of air at a particular part, but i told her air is all around. smart huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"i have a dream, that one day my instrument will come and i will, therefore, be able to play and people will be able to hear the beautiful sounds of the baritone saxophone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012644242976004430-6625033679849371098?l=byebyejolene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/feeds/6625033679849371098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9012644242976004430&amp;postID=6625033679849371098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6625033679849371098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9012644242976004430/posts/default/6625033679849371098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyejolene.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-was-alright.html' title='today was alright.'/><author><name>Jolene Yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18257522491102020626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
