<?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-12567708</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:28:14.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>estella the fella</title><subtitle type='html'>dunmanhigh 2co5
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pphbcyouth</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12567708.post-115364464873698213</id><published>2006-07-23T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:50:48.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://appleaffiliate.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://appleaffiliate.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-115364464873698213?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/115364464873698213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=115364464873698213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115364464873698213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115364464873698213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/07/httpappleaffiliate_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-115289102841053269</id><published>2006-07-14T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:34:51.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Sorry for the rather-long hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;I feel clever for using the H-word.&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Week of School has been somewhat enjoyable, I don't think I've laughed so much in my entire life! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we all colaborated in giving Nush the ultimate makeover of all time, Me and Gwen being the super efficient designer hairstylists. As a result, Nush looked as hot as hot could be. After school, the lot of us made this sudden decision to invade "Venezia" and we half-run half-laughed our way to Guthrie House. I've got this sudden thing for dark chocolate, I ate 2 scoops yum yum yummmm. Me&amp;Saniah bought small cute pastry for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking 151 for the first time in twenty years was an eye-opener. It's amazing how fast things change, most of the 151s are air-conditioned now!! Totally a reason for Gwen&amp;amp;I to rejoice, this has definitely got to be the best thing that happened since Lucky Bus Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choongching went nuts on Tuesday. Apparently she thinks The Powerpuff Girls are the coolest things cos every single one of it's characters are symmetrical. The professor, Him, all excluding The Mayor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And swim PE was fun!! Except I'm planning to get myself degree goggles. It sucks when you've to walk around the pool three quarters blind. Arthi&amp;I went to The Golden Rooster on Wednesday. Cheryl thinks I totally betrayed the Aunty at Weribee's but never mind. It was fun talking and stuffz:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was duper enjoyable(: I've missed the art room so bad! The new teacher seems really nice, she makes you feel good about yourself even if you totally screwed the drawing up. I know I'm terrible at the pencil. &lt;strong&gt;THG, HELP!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was hilarious today. Hahaha. Spire was surprisingly okay. I thought it'd suck the minute it started, but I guess I was wrong. We managed to come up with a few ideas! After school, Me, Saniah&amp;amp;Gwen met Sneha, and we totally prank-smsed this p6 girl. I'm too lazy to write everything out, but I know for sure all 4 of us were howling with laughter. I was laughing so hard my lungs hurt and I had trouble breathing for a few seconds. Hahaha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I've been picking my obs scabs like crazy. There seems to be a never ending supply to scratch out. I pick them only when they're half-ripe. Hahaha. Then it doesnt hurt but blood still flows out. It's quite pleasurable, but then there're so many bloodstains all over my bed it looks like I had a flow too heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-115289102841053269?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/115289102841053269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=115289102841053269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115289102841053269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115289102841053269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-115172023094155389</id><published>2006-07-01T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T10:49:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from obs!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Even though my fingers hurt like crazy, my lips are covered in blisters, and there're 23 bites on my right leg, half of those oozing out pus, i'm back!!&lt;br /&gt;I never felt better sitting on a toiletbowl, it's totally lives up to its name. Haha, THRONE.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good not having to control your bowels when they're desperately spilling out, or else you'd have to peepee among the rocks and sand and expose your bum to the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;Nush were busy pulling our hair cuz she claims that pushes your poop back in. Hahaha it kind of worked though i managed to put the business on hold.&lt;br /&gt;Shackleton's the best group everrr!&lt;br /&gt;There's Nush, Wanyun, Bee, Chenchel, Pamela, Denise, Charvi, Danni, Chunmeng, Wenloong, Eugene &amp;amp; Jiasheng.&lt;br /&gt;NushTheFatSheep never stopped talking. Haha the only time she did was halfway through kayaking, and both of us were pathetically trying to steer left but our stupid PAP-PD boat somehow kept going right! And all our foodstuffz got eaten up by random people and we had to eat milobread, which was kind of nice heh heh. And then we threw biscuits into our kayak so we could eat them on the way and we ended up eating salt-soaked butterbiscuits that tasted... OK as well. Yeh and once we managed to convince the kayak to keep left Nush continued singing her "Iamthesunindisuisesong" hawhawhaw and she slabbed so much sunblock on she totally looked like a red indian on-the-loose. I dont think I can control the paddle very well, I distinctly remember swatting quite a few people on the journey.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in tents was worse than I thought, the 4 of us were so squished we couldnt stretch our legs, and the rocks underneath made it rather uncomfortable. On the last night the mosquito net wouldnt zip, I was sleeping on the outside and I was totally ambushed by those stupid buzzing things pftttttt. Haha but it was quite fun as well, Bee&amp;Nush kept making us laugh before going to sleep. Bee talks in her sleep, I definitely heard her laughing to herself last night.&lt;br /&gt;Nush, Chenchel&amp;amp;I were the official slackers. We were too busy running away from people trying to force us to wash waterbottles and scrub flynets. Hahaha and we sat at the steps and played "Milo bath". It was superfun, my entire face got covered in milo powder :D&lt;br /&gt;Food was... unthinkable. Haha on the first night Nush&amp;I came up with this warped theory that corn brine'd make the rice taste better so we poured practically all of that, plus the corn, in to cook. Heh it was disasterous, the corn was so overcooked it tasted like chickenbone and the rice was &lt;strong&gt;hard. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last night the china scholars cooked dinner and it was super, super, super yummy!! They actually had the sense to use butter to fry the sausages omg and everything tasted really decent! Me&amp;amp;Bee held the ricepot to our noses, and started sniffing every 3 seconds cuz it smelt so good ahaha. Until Nush had enough and whammed out heads together, OWWWW :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and everyone positively stank. Right to the last night. We had to wear the same clothes for 3 entire days and it totally sucked not being able to bathe!!! If I were a Sim, my "Hygeine" bar would probably hot red, together with my mood bar.&lt;br /&gt;The quarrydip kept us alive. It's like "WOAH, CLEAN WATER!!" and everyone hogged time and refused to get out haha.&lt;br /&gt;Shackleton rocks lah :D I think we've become really bonded in the end. The last bit was &lt;strong&gt;emotional&lt;/strong&gt;, and for once I didnt feel like going home. But yay at least we'll still see each other in school! :D Bee's super cute she was like "MUST SMS ME AH!"&lt;br /&gt;Yah so obs wasnt that bad afterall. Especially the friends bit :) Luckily I'm not too badly sunburnt, but my lip seriously needs some treatment!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I just brushed my teeth for the first time in 4 days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-115172023094155389?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/115172023094155389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=115172023094155389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115172023094155389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115172023094155389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-from-obs-even-though-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-115043498554342994</id><published>2006-06-16T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T13:19:48.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The thing about family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Deanna and I wrestled over The P.P. in the dark. I think it was comparable to a WWF match. I merely wanted to have a feel of the valuable, but Deanna wouldnt let me. At least now I know how The Rock feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The P has been with us for 13 years now. Its full name's probably P.P Ng, since its like family. A few years back, Deanna shortened it to The P. The P never leaves Deanna's nose. She's always sniffing it, taking time to fully absorb the fragrance and splendeur of it all. Even today, I think it still has that calming effect on her. However apart from the owner herself, the rest of us agree that when it comes to The P, its more about an odour instead of a fragrance. &lt;strong&gt;(IT ABSOLUTELY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STINKZXKSZX!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, who can blame It. The P hardly showers. I think Deanna only issues shower permits when she's away on camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The P is a pillow. Or should I say, &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; once a pillow. Now it's somewhat disintegrated into a clump of thread, stiches and bones. Otherwise known as: a rag.&lt;br /&gt;But my crooked sister still sniffs it like its... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;weed. (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S&lt;/strong&gt;Ohyes ohyes! Didyou see my post on Lulu Frost? I think she's a fashion inspiration to all the granddaddys and grandmamas out there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-115043498554342994?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/115043498554342994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=115043498554342994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115043498554342994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115043498554342994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/thing-about-family-last-night-deanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-115036744701302813</id><published>2006-06-15T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T18:38:57.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/Lulu%20Frost%20earrings-keyhole!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/Lulu%20Frost%20earrings-keyhole%21.0.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/Lulu%20Frost%20earrings-spectacles!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/Lulu%20Frost%20earrings-spectacles%21.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;        I WANT AN ANTIQUE IN MY WARDROBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lookathesedesigns by Lulu Frost :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-115036744701302813?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/115036744701302813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=115036744701302813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115036744701302813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115036744701302813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-antique-in-my-wardrobe.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-115010103633446453</id><published>2006-06-12T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:38:21.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hong Kong: a guide for dummies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) You need at least 200 HKD (which is equals to S$45) to get a nice teeshirt: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted one that said "donald has all the power" but it was HKD210 so it got me slightly depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Shop names require more creativity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the coolest shops have really darfy names. like "apple store" and "ICE/FIRE" and "herioic rendezvous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) There are few homosexuals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah definitely less than thailand, i remember the last time i was assulted by one with an umbrella cuz i refused to buy a jacket from his-her shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) (oh yes) The population doesnt value umbrellas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my SUPACUTE ASTRO-BOY umbrella only cost me 4 bucks is that cheap or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Hongkong guys have a thing for poodles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical hongkong girl (with a boyfriend) has big permed hair, and a cute jap-like face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Stall owners are big fat liars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one claimed her S$10 converse shoes were real. another told me she needed the money to feed her poor hungry family back in china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Tong Tong (or is it Ting Ting) trains're fascinating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're at least two hundred years old, super cranky and musty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Restaurant owners are usually multi-billionaires.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the people there hate staying at home, they eat out most of the time. restaurants're PACKED and there're snaking queues outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Every day is New Year's Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. the stores dont close until midnight, and the streets're cluttered with its so packed short people suffocate (thank goodness i'm tall!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) To stay connected with the world, visit yoghurt shops.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cool yoghurt shop called "yuglio" near my hotel provided free internet services! haha, except you'll have to pay a bluhdy S$8 for a yoghurt! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Learn your 4 times table well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're required to be very proficient at math if you want to do some serious shopping, and automatically divide everything by 4. (i cant help it if i happen to be a math whiz. heh heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) High chanc e of choking on noodles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, the noodles there're so cheap, and there's sucha wide variety...... i think most people's guts're clogged with these stringy yellow things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) Stock up on batteries for the remote control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so so much super entertaining drama serials being screened! i watched one called "zui hou zhi wu" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Stock up on drinks as well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me why the only drink sold in stores is vitasoy?!?!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now so you think you can dance is on, ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;NICK NICK NICK NICK NICKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEE ASHLEE ASHLEE ASHLEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-115010103633446453?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/115010103633446453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=115010103633446453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115010103633446453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/115010103633446453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/hong-kong-guide-for-dummies-1-you-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114933993586258092</id><published>2006-06-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:05:35.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Atlanta Started Raining On Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after youth me and bernadine went over to the gelato shop HAHAHAHA we laughed about paul twohill (i think he should be called paul twotits) and levin the waffleboiboi!! im glad aunty mh's back she was her usual jumpy self today at service hahaha she kept insisting the "good meat" they gave daniel and his friends was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;although pastor adrain said it was probably meat as in meat meat. (which is either beef or pork or goose for that matter) so when everyone ignored her she flipped to the map at the back of her bible and started checking if balthesar's located near a river. she concluded that if it was near a river &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it had to be fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HOOHOOHWAHWAAAAAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tomorrow there MIGHT be a meeting with the henryparkgang lydia if you see this &lt;strong&gt;call me!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im going to hongkingkong on tuesday i cant wait to meet daisy duck i hope she remembers me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114933993586258092?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114933993586258092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114933993586258092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114933993586258092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114933993586258092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/atlanta-started-raining-on-me-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114926259567405433</id><published>2006-06-02T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:36:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Eventful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you're just about halfway into the ups and bumps of life, it reveals essential things before you. Lessons and learning points, people and places, placed in front of you for a sole purpose, a particular meaning noone but yourself is able to comprehend, to experience and share your common emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i have come to yet another important realisation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nush is snotiful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel so very proud of myself, for being so capable as to grasp such key details at a mere fifteen years of age, surpassing but any average individual. i can only blame my bulbous brain matter for possessing such wit and astuteness. it is with great pleasure that i come forth to share my knowledge with you, do not be taken aback by my generosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you see, nush is but far from that demure, sweet innocent child you think she is. yes, you have to look deeper, and you will see that hunger, that thirst and desire she has for &lt;strong&gt;biting you. SHE IS LETHAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today, just approximately 349545035  seconds ago, &lt;strong&gt;she had the sudden urge to bite.&lt;/strong&gt; and she grabbed my plastic bag (full of merchandise from our earlier shopping escapade) , mustered up all that hatred, converted it into sudden bursts of energy and started chewing, and tearing, and rampaging... (ugh), it got more salivary by the second. just then, a PUL (Poor, Unfortunate Lass, pronounced "puh-ool") came by and placed her arm on the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, AND BEHOLD, the PUL's delicate arm got &lt;strong&gt;soaked &lt;/strong&gt;in the pool of snot. oh but what a terrible misfortune!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this lesson is a crucial learning point for all you children out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never speak to strangers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sometimes, just sometimes, sometimes like now, i marvel at my abiltity of being able to dish out compliments so freely and not holding back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my mummy'd be so proud of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE TAO HUI GIRL HAS SET FOOT ON SINGAPORE LAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;welcome home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114926259567405433?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114926259567405433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114926259567405433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114926259567405433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114926259567405433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/eventful-sometimes-when-youre-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114916412990036310</id><published>2006-06-01T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:15:29.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GWEN STINKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her armpits stink, her toenails stink and her ears stinkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. HEEHEEHOOHOOHWAHWAAAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114916412990036310?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114916412990036310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114916412990036310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114916412990036310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114916412990036310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/gwen-stinks.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114913465106141731</id><published>2006-06-01T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T12:04:11.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;lost the plot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAUUUUU WHAT DID MY SISTER DO TO MY LIMEWIRE FILES now they're all gone and she's filled them with (ugh) laguna beach and practically every single one of chris daughtry's songs :(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe ive to miss the paris trip for church camp! fine its not exactly the church camp bit, but I WANT TO GO TO LONDONNNNN (TO MARRY THE MOLE)!!!!!!!!! HARRUMPHS. FATLEELEE IS A LIARRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[oh yeah the laselle degree show was pretty nice!! although im afraid to say artists're really, really weird people. this guy with small eyes and poofy hair came to talk about his artpiece and he kept mumbling and looking down we couldnt hear a thing he said!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the product advertising thing was pretty neat. especially the namecard bit. heh heh ive got like, absolutely no interest in media art. oh and i met miss loo-whats-her-name, she brought dunman students over!!!! not like i recognised any of them except ruijie. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth last week was weird. we had this video on sex and then we had a discussion but honestly it wasnt much of a discussion because everyone was just staring at the floor and giggling. i was tearing up the piece of paper they gave us to write questions. deanna was worse la she just sat there grumbling, her poor sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays've been quite nice teehee, since the dreadful arse week's over. on monday we had a murugus outing, and it was.........strange. like bean and tricia couldnt make it cuz they'd guides so it was left with the 4 of us. it's scary, tl's changed so so much i cant even relate to her anymore. vaneh and ham're still pretty much the same i guess, but i havent talked to ham in ages. haha plus they were all in for shopping. i was completely broke so me and tl wandered around ourselves and ended up spending money on food and a $1.90 notebook and we went to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if i stayed in dunman? I DONT KNOWWWWWW, I'D DIE FOR SURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANG ZI BIAN QING WA ROCKS!!! :))) ming dao something smiles like a little kid:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114913465106141731?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114913465106141731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114913465106141731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114913465106141731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114913465106141731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost-plot-wahlauuuuu-what-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114857196215394805</id><published>2006-05-25T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:46:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A little more action please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eventful Events That Happened While Estella Was Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The 3 day 1 night mug-your-head off boot camp with nush (the evil miser that refused to help when i was left in the lurch: helpless, cold, aimless, SPECTACLELESS)&lt;br /&gt;2. The too-dreadful-to-be-mentioned arse week.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Sleepless Night: never touching the 60s ever again!&lt;br /&gt;4. The IH screw-up that wasnt really all that bad but still a little screwed in some plenty of ways&lt;br /&gt;5. morphing into a goblin and preparing for funtasia- i still think me and saniah's golden tree looked TOTALLYHAWT.&lt;br /&gt;6. jumping around and smelling totally like dung and getting flakes of flour stuck everywhere. LEPROSY!!&lt;br /&gt;7. the birthday party with only ONE other teenager apart from myself. and that was MY SISTERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;8. Marina Square IS NOT A GOOD PLACE FOR THE PENNILESS.&lt;br /&gt;9. Grades- which were fine yet not-so-fine at the same time (CHEMM!)&lt;br /&gt;10. me and the thg shedding tears of joy as it we faced our A FOR CHINESE, WITH PRIDE!&lt;br /&gt;11. 4x100- :(:(:(:(:(:(:( whatever happened to the force?&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT HEYY! EVERY PRINCESS HAS A NITE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114857196215394805?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114857196215394805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114857196215394805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114857196215394805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114857196215394805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-more-action-please-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114606755039261431</id><published>2006-04-26T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:05:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stranger than your sympathy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estella's in one of her "murray hurray" moods AHAHA but its not helping if one tree hill's taking ages to download! I AM GOING TO TRY LUCID DREAMING TONIGHT.  heh i havent been to buddy reading in three weeks, sigh i so miss faruq i dont even get to say hi to zachary! poot.&lt;br /&gt;haha rah and today was 2.4 day the entire class was slabbing gill's counterpain thing on like crazy thanks to yesterday's 5 items. my muscles hurt like crazy i cant even laugh without my stomach aching! haha i wore my spikes and ran like 14 minutes something i dont really care. NAPFA'S OVERRR. YIPYIPYIPPEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;the thg bought this super unusual drink yesterday. honestly she goes to the stall and carefully selects the weirdest, weirdest thing ever. yesterday she decided it was going to be miong fun with longan and she said it was cool cuz it looked like sea cucumbers. and then arthi poured cheechiongfun sauce in and teasibing and made me drink it for 3 bucks HONESTLY it's the grossest grossest thang EVER it so reminded me of the big dare game! and i actually gave out food vouchers hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;caal was completely slack today, we ended up crowding around the thg's laptop and played this chicken spelling game. really tests your brain power, that one. haha ooh there's art tomorrow whoopee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114606755039261431?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114606755039261431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114606755039261431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114606755039261431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114606755039261431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/stranger-than-your-sympathy-estellas.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114578637247510881</id><published>2006-04-23T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:59:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stupid girls and their even more stupid boyfriends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gill's at my house now, and we're trying to do mi omg she showed me ----'s blogs eeyer im still reeling in shock eheh heh. ip preview was pretty fun, i saw homer simpson dads and some super fierce mums with big bottoms. and then me and cheryl led the people wrongly for the tour so mr loh got really paranoid and spied on us throughout, like sneaking behind walls and peeking up from the starcases heehee.&lt;br /&gt;we managed to sell quite afew earrings! people DO have weird taste heh then we went to gill's ginormously ginormous house an inch away from cat high. and then the crazy people started splashing in her pool while i stood there watching and ended up with 13 mosquito bites. patooey.&lt;br /&gt;okay now we're going to eat dinner we've run out of koko krunch to snack on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAHHH, SCHOOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114578637247510881?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114578637247510881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114578637247510881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114578637247510881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114578637247510881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupid-girls-and-their-even-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114527887576584734</id><published>2006-04-17T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:01:15.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My gym partner's a monkey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was super fun haha met grace at united square, and then we had dinner at some food court near the national library TOWER PRATA IS SO NICE it's so tall and yummy, haha except throughout the time we ate it i had to hold it upright to prevent it from toppling. and then grace the ahma insisted on us sharing fish porridge that was actually not bad. hahaha and then we starting laughing like crap over shane and marc fighting over who a sheep liked better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fundoshi WAS SO OBSCENE OHMYGOODNESS. shant comment any further, but other than that we were laughing our guts out hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS RATHER EVENTFUL this thick headed crow flew into class and got trapped by the windowsill. and then when amanda tried freeing it it thought it was going to get murdered so it went hysterical, crashed into the fan blades and got chopped into two! jonathan went THIS close to observe it and he said guts were still spilling out, well maybe it thought it died a peaceful death cuz its eyes were closed. then he picked up the bird and threw it away gawsh the whole incident was highly traumstising. but the bird sacrificed itself for the good of 03 cuz they insisted on disinfecting the classroom to prevent birdflu so we practically got free periods for the entire day HAHAHA. the 3 bothersome periods of chem got shortened to just ONE HOORAY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114527887576584734?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114527887576584734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114527887576584734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114527887576584734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114527887576584734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-gym-partners-monkey-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114518195798314096</id><published>2006-04-16T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:05:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The california handroll called Susie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tripped over a baby yesterday, me and deanna were at toysrus looking at the toyguns and i felt something against my leg and i kicked it away and then i looked down and this small baby started howling and his mother glared at me slitty eyed and all. she kindda looked like the Count from my sesame street sticker sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia(the slightly tubby one with heavily rebonded hair) came for service today. deanna's suffering from pedaphobia she went off to sit with limhui and dumped her to me. so it was my job to entertain her but each time i asked her a question she responded with a super-loud "HAR?" which caused the people in front to turn around and stare. throughout service she hugged her fish biscuits and looked adoringly at her wangwang biscuits. then she yawned and looked super bored so i said her fingernails looked nice. yup but the alfronso man's super talented! he looks kindda cute too, aha cute as in chubby wubby i-want-to-pinch-his-cheeks cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother there's school tomorrow i dont want STINKIN CHEMISTRY!&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime im off to meet grace to watch fundoshi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114518195798314096?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114518195798314096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114518195798314096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114518195798314096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114518195798314096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/california-handroll-called-susie-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114507684484744298</id><published>2006-04-15T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T12:54:04.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a hedgehog is not a hog. neither does it live in a hedge. it is mammal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister kept coming up with weird analogies yesterday. it must be a rg thing.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ohwells good friday service was pretty good, this old man with a beard came to preach. he told us that God really wants to hear our cries of help, and we should just be still and hear his voice instead of fussing over it and turning to people for help. and ultimately, he's always there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My strength is sufficient for you, for my strength is made perfect in weakness." 2 Cor 12:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheng's SOOO cute okay he pointed at my tshirt and then he went "i am a wolf i can smell 3 kilometres" and jen went "YOU'RE MISSING!" gwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you eat carrots you can see in the dark.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114507684484744298?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114507684484744298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114507684484744298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114507684484744298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114507684484744298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/hedgehog-is-not-hog.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114497717290777567</id><published>2006-04-14T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T09:12:52.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;do they wobble to and fro?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE MY BLOG IT LOOKS SO UGLY AIYOHHH.&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways happy good friday everyone hm i wonder why there wasnt maundy thursday service yesterday. i remember there was one last year and it was just like the last supper, we ate parsley leaves and some hard breadlike thing and sat around the tables in a u shape.&lt;br /&gt;me saniah nush and shuyi went nuts over the b---bs hang low song. we were dancing and singing and clapping hands it felt like k1 all over again. SANIAH HAS POOR COORDINATION SKILLS you see.  and then everyone helped me in my linoleum carving: cheryl did the nice bits, saniah stupidly cut her hand (IN AN ATTMPT TO COPY ME THE SHEN TONG, because i also have a lino-cut that's rather big on my left thumbb), muhammad thought it was disgusting and made us use it for our wire skit then realised it was the funnest thing alive and carved the rest of physics and ih. I THINK he's trying to win aimee's heart. shuyi experimented a little and amanda carved but nothing came out haha.&lt;br /&gt;art was super tiring i cut myself once again and blood started flowing flowing out miss lau thought it was red paint. she thinks im violent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes they do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114497717290777567?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114497717290777567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114497717290777567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114497717290777567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114497717290777567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-they-wobble-to-and-fro-save-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114484644651770073</id><published>2006-04-12T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:54:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The cab fee was five dollars and forty cents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH BLOGGER OH WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY FONTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. twas another weird weird day and i refuse to say anything more. but anyhoo it does not concern me. fruit punch is nice and pink and nice to drink. the mother didnt manage to get fundoshi tickets blah and grace had to go for physio SO I WENT HOME. i like PEs where we do the sprinting thing its good motivation, gaha. i dont think ive ever done a proper crunch.&lt;br /&gt;and there's yfc tmr i hope ronica doesnt chop us into a million piecess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;honestly i think people shouldnt be friends for the wrong reasons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114484644651770073?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114484644651770073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114484644651770073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114484644651770073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114484644651770073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/cab-fee-was-five-dollars-and-forty.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114476479387621272</id><published>2006-04-11T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:13:13.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i so would like to forget spire rah but other than that today was a pretty good day!&lt;br /&gt;CARTOON NETWORK IS THE GROOVIEST THING IN THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;me grace and saniah went hysterical while playing HALL OF THE WILD gaha i've never had so much fun in my entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup and after school grace and i hung out at kap to chillz. (HAHAHAHA had lotsa fun:])&lt;br /&gt;yay im so glad that among all the mess and chaotism thats happening in class, ive got one rock to cling on to and protect my dear dear life.&lt;br /&gt;we so do not plan to get involved any further. the waging wars will never cease to an end. and therefore it would be best to just stand around as people with great insignificance but yet having spoonfuls of fun. grahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pointless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and cuz you'll just end up feeling disappointed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH WHY OH WHY DO I SOUND SO ANGSTY I HATE ANGSTY GOBLINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114476479387621272?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114476479387621272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114476479387621272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114476479387621272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114476479387621272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-so-would-like-to-forget-spire-rah.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114466266063902163</id><published>2006-04-10T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T17:51:02.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>honestly.&lt;br /&gt;me and gwen were laughing at how people can contradict themselves SO VERY BADLY. gurrugh it doesnt make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways anyways, a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT BIG THANKSOO TO GWEN, GRACE ANDDDD THE THG!&lt;/span&gt; THANKSOOPOOMOO! for the nice words, the emails and the letterrrs :D yes i'd really have died without you all pulling me up from the terrible pits of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SHALL HAVE TO GET USED TO MY SPIRE GROUP.&lt;/span&gt; RAHHHHHHH. I WISH I HADNT JUST STOOD THERE.&lt;br /&gt;OHWELLS IT TAUGHT ME A VERY INVALUABLE LESSON.&lt;br /&gt;YASOO MONDAYS ARE SO VERY HORRIBLE DAYS. apart from today being lucky bus day THE THIRD! yes we practically didnt have to wait for ANY of our buses WHOOPDEEDOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;recess was this big mess haha i hope everything's fine now! OH BLOW OH BLOW THERE'S SPIRE TOMORROW I WANT TO CRYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALISE THAT SHERLENE HAS EXTREMELY WEIRD SEXUAL FANTASIES.&lt;br /&gt;SHE GOES FOR &lt;strong&gt;MEN&lt;/strong&gt; GWAHAHAHA. ACCORDING TO HER THEY HAVE GOT FINANCIAL STABILITY. OOH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114466266063902163?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114466266063902163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114466266063902163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114466266063902163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114466266063902163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114449382554974516</id><published>2006-04-08T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T18:57:05.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to curl up and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114449382554974516?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114449382554974516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114449382554974516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114449382554974516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114449382554974516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-to-curl-up-and-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114416171291352720</id><published>2006-04-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:41:52.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i BET you've smelt old man essence before. today i smelt it for 20 WHOLE MINUTES while waiting for 156(IT IS EVEN SLOWER THAN 151 GASPS I KNOW GWEN SHARES MY PAIN) to come. old man essence smells like old woman essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today nush BIT MY HAIR. i cant imagine anything she HASNT bitten SHE HAS GOT ABUNDANT SNOT. BUT anyways nush i hope you're alright after that intense sneezing session just now! and i think mrs cheng ching chong has concluded that im just plain dumb UGHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i xiexie the THG for completing our youyou gu shi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114416171291352720?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114416171291352720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114416171291352720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114416171291352720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114416171291352720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-bet-youve-smelt-old-man-essence.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114398525214777817</id><published>2006-04-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T21:40:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP i dunno why im stuck doing this lousy fallacy thing i mean it obviously doesnt make sense so why make all the effort to prove it doesnt make sense! anyways im eating strawberry yanyan now strawberry yanyan is NICE i like the one that says "lucky colour: YELLOW" :D&lt;br /&gt;and and and i downloaded new games on my phone! I AM SO OVER PROJECT BOYFRIEND ALREADY STUPID LUCIFEN LUCIEN LUCIFEREN IS UNHOOKABLE i mean HOW CAN U NOT LIKE A PERSON AFTER TEN DATES? and me and gwen(the twit) only discovered you were supposed to cook for him to win his heart after like TWENTY days so by that time the relationship points already minused alot and gwen was only interested in making her earn money! SO IN THE END I WENT FOR LIKE EIGHT DATES IN A ROW until he refused to and said "i need to pack for my trip". THE LOSER DUMPED ME AFTER I MADE LOTS OF MONEY SEE LAH GWEN! we shouldve worked on the BE points first! so in the end the shtoopid boy flew off to melborne to study! ARGHHHH I SHOULDVE KNOWN haha so anyways now im on a new game called businessman! (i planned to beat my powerpuff high score first but) its kindda nice you're like a bank teller person so you've to issue cards and money and stuffz.&lt;br /&gt;FUN!&lt;br /&gt;haha yup anyways friday was kindda alright. so much for a 2C gathering in the end ONLY GOT FIVE PEOPLE HAIYOH so we went to pastamania and talked for awhile vaneh and tricia still looked pretty much the same, waisiang and nicholas looked hmm older with the long pants.&lt;br /&gt;anyways char went to it felt good good talking to her after so long! and plus her highlights rock haha i wanna streak my hair like yellow next time:))))&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP I WANT A LAPTOP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114398525214777817?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114398525214777817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114398525214777817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114398525214777817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114398525214777817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-laptop-i-want-laptop-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114376944341559865</id><published>2006-03-31T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T09:44:03.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's mi lesson now and the class is cluttered with laptops spewing out music ugh the stupid rich people hahaha The Tao Hui Gal'z tablet's so nice and yummy! I DEMAND ONE. anyways yesterday all of us went for the SNYO something concert honestly it was the boringest thing alive and me and the THG were all sweaty cuz it was right after art. picture this arthi smsing, i was doing my zuowen, nush was sleeping and the THG and shuyi were talking at the top of their lungs. wonderful hahaha. yes anyways i believe the WITSCORP is about to shut d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTELLA SUXXORS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the AEP people formed the JIEMUIIXX 184 CLUB!!! OMG sHo sHuPeRrR fuNkYy aNdD kAwAiIxXzX wOrRrRxXxXx!!! dIiIsSH iShH sHo gWoStHh. wE lUrBbExXxX eVeRYoNeXxXx FoReVeRrR mUaXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT that was the THG i TOLD you she's one gigantic AACORN. oh yes as i was saying, the WITSCORP is about to shut down perpamantly! you see just this morning arthi angabalan, the co-founder of the WITSCORP fell to her knees and begged me for my desperste housewives season 2(credits to ronald chua)! and for that i demanded she ERASE THE WITSCORP FOREVER MUAHAHAHA you see evil always gets flushed down the toiletbowl in the end. so i urge all you people, those who're doing drugs and smoking things, refrain from doing so for you'll only end up like arthi and gwen, a terribly horrible sight. you see, im the new embassador for goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me add by saying AMANDA SUCKS AT PLAYING THE POWERPUFF GIRLS GAME SHE CANT EVEN GET PAST THE SECOND LEVEL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114376944341559865?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114376944341559865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114376944341559865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114376944341559865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114376944341559865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-mi-lesson-now-and-class-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114363946525494283</id><published>2006-03-29T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:37:45.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now ladies and gentlemen, would you like to spare me a moment and look to my tagboaord(yes i know, very nice) on your left?&lt;br /&gt;then you'll get my very point that GWEN HWARNG IS A NUTCASE. now bear that in mind. well i am pleased to announce that the AWITS corp is thriving! it's bustling with business! well of course, taking into consideration that the 2 founders, gwen hwarng(yes, the same looney as the one mentioned above) and arthi anbalagan are complete tofus. yes they're tofu's in disguise, i just discovered today. gwen in particular, is taogei tofu. oh how i pity the 2 of them, there has been a cruel twist of fate and now VICTORY IS IN MY HANDS MUAHAHAHAHAHA. oh till death will my my success depart from me. ARTHI ANBALAGAN takes on 2 identites. oh yes, you have to bear VERY wary of her. it's like doctor jackal and mr hyde for some reason. SHE STEALS. oh yes she does, and dear me, WITS has just employed a new horrid secretary by the name of ANNUSHKHA. GASPS she comes up with a new verb to torment me with every single day. that woman is a living nightmare. GRAHHHH. i stick to my old catchphrase: THAT GOOD SHALL TRIUMPH OVER EVIL AND THAT WE SHALL ALL WORK TOGETHER TO EXTERMINATE THE WITSCORP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end with a FABULOUS QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;"ESTELLA'S FRINGE IS &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; BOTHERSOME." wise member of the public&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114363946525494283?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114363946525494283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114363946525494283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114363946525494283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114363946525494283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/now-ladies-and-gentlemen-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114346075165598969</id><published>2006-03-27T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:59:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Avalon - If My People Pray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the season for healing&lt;br /&gt;Deeply we need to see, God's mercy revealing&lt;br /&gt;Where we have fallen from his ways&lt;br /&gt;For we know he gives hope to the humble,&lt;br /&gt;gives light in the darkness, and grace when we stumble&lt;br /&gt;Let us, call on His name, together, knowing he will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;and reach for me with hearts, that are broken&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget what I've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Come and seek my grace&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will rain, rivers of my grace, overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Night and day my ears will be open...&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the day to awaken, to pray with conviction,&lt;br /&gt;to the souls of the nation&lt;br /&gt;(So) let us, call on His name&lt;br /&gt;Whose faithful, promise still remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;and reach for me with arms, that are broken&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget what I've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Come and seek my grace&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will reign, rivers of my grace, overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Night and day my ears will be open...&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114346075165598969?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114346075165598969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114346075165598969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114346075165598969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114346075165598969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/avalon-if-my-people-pray-now-is-season.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114328665240520712</id><published>2006-03-25T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:41:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS TO HEREBY DEMAND THAT THE WITS CORP IS TO BE PERMANANTLY ABOLISHED.&lt;br /&gt;THE SECRET NETWORK IS A MENACE TO SOCIETY, OH THE UTTER DISGRACE. THEY SCHEME AND PLOT, AND WORK FOR THE BAD OF THOSE AROUND THEM. THEY SHOULD BE DESTROYED AND REMOVED FROM THE FACE OF THIS EARTH FOR ALL ETERNITY. THEY'RE MOST AFFECTED VICTIM, ESTELLA NG, HAS BEEN THOROUGHLY TRAUMATISED BY THEIR AFFLICTION OF TORMENT, PAIN, AND SHEER TREACHERY. SHE IS DEMANDING WHAT IS COMMONLY KNOWN AS "FRINGE COMPENSATION". THANKS TO HER KIND, FORGIVING NATURE, SHE HAS DECIDED NOT TO PERSUE THE MATTER ANY FURTHER AND COLLECT A MERE SUM OF 50 GRAND. PLEASE NOTE THAT THE SOON-TO-BE TALIBAN MEMBERS OF THE WITSCORP ARE: ARTHI ANBALAGAN, GWEN HWARNG YU HSIN, ANUSHKHA SYNATHAMBY AND SANIAH SHARIFAH ANAD BTE SYED ALJUNIED. (THE LATTER JOINED FOR THE REWARDS OF THE COMPANY, PRESUMABLY AHEM, COCAINE.) TAKE NOTE OF THESE PESTS AND DO TRY YOUR BEST TO STAY AS FAR AWAY AS POSSIBLE. EVIL IS CONTAGIOUS. ALSO SUPPORT THE WORTHY CAUSE OF THE AWITS(ANTI-WITS) CAMPAIGN. A LITTLE SOMETHING ON YOUR PART CAN GO A LONG WAY IN BENEFITING THE SOCIETY AND THE NEEDY. THANK YOU FOR YOUR CO-OPERATION. FOR YOUR INFORMATION, S. R NATHAN HAS ALREADY SUPPORTED THIS BENEFICIAL MOTION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114328665240520712?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114328665240520712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114328665240520712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114328665240520712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114328665240520712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-to-hereby-demand-that-wits.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114302445309891427</id><published>2006-03-22T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T18:47:33.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Tao Hui Galz is at my house now we are destructing the study haha and my keyboard is currently full of white paint. oopsies. we're on a mission to complete our sea creature and so far it doesnt even bear the slightest resemblence. i made a brain out of fluff and she's currently doing a colour gradient on it's mouth like what on earth hahaha. anyways school was rather slack today, especially after 140pm all we talked about was fantasia and how everyone wanted a dunking machine-cum-treasure hunt called Fanta-Sea. i turned nush into a perfect cheerleader haha and oh what did the Tao Hui Galz suggest? yes filling the dunking machine with TAOHUI. oh the agony of it all gaha school'd quite sian these days though and i think everyone's feeling it. gawsh last night was the first time i chatted with char in a looong time, the henrypark gang cant break down nooooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114302445309891427?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114302445309891427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114302445309891427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114302445309891427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114302445309891427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/tao-hui-galz-is-at-my-house-now-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114296059935252633</id><published>2006-03-22T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:03:19.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Five Missing People&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAY i'm glad i did alright for the papers today! big relief, i mean yesterday's things totally sucked. im still depressed over ih, though. grah but i bet gill and grace feel 10 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;anyways it was so fun going siao with arthi, cheryl and gill at cafe werribee(stupid name) today ahaha the fries so nice we ordered like 3 plates! i'm rushing my la essay now, ugh i still cant get whether the question's wanting you to sympathise with cisneros father or to write that he's unsympathetic. poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace:&lt;/strong&gt; GREST is so not a spice! hahaha yes of course i remember! i hope your dad isnt mad anymore!&lt;br /&gt;amanda: SEE i wrote about you woman! anyways, im SO RELIEVED u've not resorted to mean, mean treachery. you pretty person see no wonder that whiteboy kept staring at you that day HAHA and i think you're super helpful your bio ROXORXORS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saniah:&lt;/strong&gt; you dont even know what OR LOO LOO is hahaha and now u've gone so or loo loo i can see your BIG BIG eyes so nice like goldfish heh and i hope maldives was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nush:&lt;/strong&gt; i wanna go to your house again your dog has feelings how amazing, haha and yah im so gonna buy you a skirt soon! a really short denim one so you can wear to tuition and show eevil miss chang she'd probably die on the spot and then there'd be a new teacher! (no link but haha who cares!)&lt;br /&gt;gill: my darling gilly willy! the stripey zebra person neigh neigh you live in a terribly big house you ought to die but will the house to me before that gaha you're so horribly farni i laugh and laugh and laugh. and we buys plenty of kool earrings together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114296059935252633?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114296059935252633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114296059935252633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114296059935252633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114296059935252633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/five-missing-people-yaaay-im-glad-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114286219073176093</id><published>2006-03-20T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:43:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Traffic light pants!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE THE MARCH HOLIDAYS ARE OVER THEY JUST PFFFFFFFFTTTTTT FLEW BY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estella's skin is peeling she is about to be permanently disfigured. worse still, the sun has caused me to look as if i've got some severe pimple outbreak and desperately need a dermathologist. (however you spell that). all thanks to the folly of me and The Tao Hui Galz. we borrowed tanning oil from a group of ahlianzzx, kayaked into the centre of the sea and then lay there for the entire afternoon. i wish doctor goldmember'd come and save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the youth camp rocked i guess we all sensed God's presence and it was amazing:) haha plus it was super fun making toilet trips and playing with the water cooler and laughing at raphael. he doesnt even know he's funny! bernadine is in love with my phone muaha i need more strawberry hello panda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got back some results today AIYOH i am ever so depressed and then there was this ginormous issue on The Coffee Essay. Grah. i think the people are still angry. well at least grace and me are still rather sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO RETIRE SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114286219073176093?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114286219073176093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114286219073176093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114286219073176093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114286219073176093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/traffic-light-pants-i-cannot-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114234786658651872</id><published>2006-03-14T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:51:06.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today estella chooses to blog about... (drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER FRIENDS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now please bear in mind that this is a very highly controversial topic but kids always always remember that it is important to treasure your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GWEN &lt;/strong&gt;is a ginormous pudding pie that has 20kg more of transfat than anyone else. she huffs and puffs and pants and wheezes to survive, EVERYONE REMEMBER THAT hhhaha. she's the co-discoverer of the atomic radius. and my (i regret to say) 151 partner that lugs me around by the neck whenever she's got piano. and she's always drunk on tiger beer she beats jessica alba anytime as the advertisement lady except they wouldnt exactly want to employ fishballs would they? and yes anne has a MUCH sweeter voice than her gahaha gwen just screeches like a chimpanzee. &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ARTHI&lt;/strong&gt; ANBALAGAN(she says its "an-ber-ler-gen") is a MEAN SADDIST that enjoys cheap thrills. LIKE CONSTANTLY tormenting me about my fringe (that's still short and gross but i have faith that it will grow back to normal in no time!)&lt;br /&gt;and there's &lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;! she's my taohui ahmah that does lotsa weird, weird thingssss. like like drinking honeydew greentea ice blended and eating wintermelon. and drinking taohui like its her life:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shuyi&lt;/strong&gt;'s.. gahaha i wish her luck with ra! she's this blur white girl with hair all over the place:))&lt;br /&gt;and there's &lt;strong&gt;lydia&lt;/strong&gt; soh, who's so very insane she loves laughing at her own jokes, yes she does. AND, AND SHE OWES ME ALOT OF $$$$ after we poor blokes decided to splurge on qiji the other day! yes and here's the best bit about her: HER BROTHER! GORDON IS MY LATEST FLAME &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ronald&lt;/strong&gt; chua's a very fickle minded person heeheee and too bad im quitting jiang soon! thanks a great bunch for the dh cds im getting addicted! yes and you're sucha girl magnet juu almost turned suicidal cuz of you gaha yes and when on earth are we going to start buddy reading i bet you miss akash! and yes there should be another teban camp I MISS ISAAC!&lt;br /&gt;and there's &lt;strong&gt;bernadine&lt;/strong&gt;, she's my twin hahaha we dress up as matching bananas and carrots and switch phones! i love her when she's having a bitchfit hyuk and its so fun ganging up against the people from the dark side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn thats about it im TIRED hhahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114234786658651872?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114234786658651872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114234786658651872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114234786658651872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114234786658651872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-estella-chooses-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114225683882405939</id><published>2006-03-13T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:00:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HURRAH ASS WEEK IS FINALLY OVERRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;ma1102 was wickedly hard. so was.. ma1101, bio, chem and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;that's about it lucky the results werent released last week! at least they sympathized with the students.&lt;br /&gt;so YAAAAY PARTY TIME UH HUH UH HUH me, bernadine and aunty mh went out yesterday we walked and walked and walked around orchard aunty mh bought plenty of stuffz! and then me and bernadine went for the ignite concert, it was kindda okay i guess. but it seemed abit hm, commercialised.&lt;br /&gt;and then and then, i met cheryl and shuyi in school today and i lost my way(how ironic)&lt;br /&gt;so i had to walk an entire round round the big nus high campus and i saw the fishbrains march around with their labtops in the canteen and they were probably discussing some humongously chim science project regarding like epistemology or whether frogs had thriple eyelids and how it could affect global warming.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to spotlight (ANG-MOH GLITTER) where we got stuff to make our fish, we're planning to call it taohui you see.&lt;br /&gt;corrine bailey rae is so nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114225683882405939?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114225683882405939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114225683882405939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114225683882405939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114225683882405939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/hurrah-ass-week-is-finally-overrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114147089361368172</id><published>2006-03-04T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:14:53.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE 151 ATE MY PHONE UP!&lt;br /&gt;YES MY ANTIQUE SCRATCHY PHONE THAT COULDVE BEEN TRADED IN FOR A MILLION GAZILLION BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I TO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE DONATE A PHONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114147089361368172?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114147089361368172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114147089361368172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114147089361368172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114147089361368172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/03/151-ate-my-phone-up-yes-my-antique.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114095267911322571</id><published>2006-02-26T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:17:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went for the aep gathering thing it was SO WEIRD everyone there was so old and we felt like 5 year olds. i didnt even know how to fry the beef, i put my hotdog onto the sizzling thing and they looked at me like i was some moron. AND i wonder how many cows are slaughtered just for all that beef in seoul garden. i bet its the primary cause of cow extinction. (if it happens in the future) the beef is so gross it makes you feel so uber fat. and i think half of what i ate was still uncooked. haha me and gill were entertaining ourselves waiting for all of them to finally turn up. like discussing the best butter roll brand. i think its gardenia she says its hi-5 and then she began singing the stupid advertisement song. and then we hung around suntec for awhile and she got a cute coin pouch thing and i got a tampon case!&lt;br /&gt;grah there's SPIRE tmr DIE DIE DIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114095267911322571?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114095267911322571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114095267911322571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114095267911322571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114095267911322571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-went-for-aep-gathering-thing-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114060729975017714</id><published>2006-02-22T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T19:21:39.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;similar triangles still haunt me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i kindda feel really mean but everyone in the whole wide world has been asking me "who is jonny" and "how are you related to him" and "what did he tag my blog for i dont know him".&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean it in a bad way i hope! :/&lt;br /&gt;estella is about to shrivel up and die.&lt;br /&gt;assessment week is looming and i fear my weak heart will not be able to withstand the tremendous ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH, the AGONY of a fifteen year old.&lt;br /&gt;lucky im sitting next to chenxi, ahaha she's really shmart and cute.&lt;br /&gt;i was staring at my distinct roots sum and whining and she looked really serious, grabbed my hand and said "DONT WORRY, YOU CAN DO IT."&lt;br /&gt;i guess they emphasize alot on encouragement in china.&lt;br /&gt;but she's really nice and goodnatured!&lt;br /&gt;and and its really fun playing with her electronic dictionary today i got a new highscore for this shooting game!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna become a policewoman when i grow up im so inspired by yesterday yesterday's incident(minus the woman getting injured)! i got interviewed as a crime witness i feel so very important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114060729975017714?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114060729975017714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114060729975017714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114060729975017714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114060729975017714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/similar-triangles-still-haunt-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114033150591358258</id><published>2006-02-19T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T14:45:06.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel really fat i just came back from the stuffy duck rice stall near church. service was kindda okay, something about priorities and how we should learn from the small things that God puts in front of us that we tend to miss.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm struggling with my horrible horrible IH essay. its practically impossible i didnt watch most of amistad cuz i was too busy covering my eyes. PFFFFTTTT. they should screen less gruesome movies.&lt;br /&gt;i went for the gavel club thing ytd! gawsh everyone's speaks so cheem and profound. i PALE in comparison. there was the table topics session thing (i SO cant think on the spot) and they went on about abraham lincoln and socialogy and the "economist point of view". and then it was my turn and i began talking about papayas.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE TOTALLLY DEMORALISING.&lt;br /&gt;i went for youth service after that, i shared about that crazy stalking incident and then aunty mh prayed that i would be less blur.&lt;br /&gt;like "dear God you know how blur estella is, please keep her safe and help her to be more alert. and please stop the evil stalker from following her."&lt;br /&gt;WHAAT!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i think im gonna change my jiang timing. the friday class is driving me nutss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114033150591358258?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114033150591358258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114033150591358258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114033150591358258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114033150591358258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-feel-really-fat-i-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-114000702017709581</id><published>2006-02-15T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:37:03.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you single people out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE GRATEFUL:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how risky it is having a boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;A) what if when you're kissing frantically and his braces cut into your gums and you start bleeding and you get ulcers. then you'll have to spend money on bongela.&lt;br /&gt;B) or what if your aiming skills suck and you collide into each other and you bang your teeth into his nose instead and he becomes permanently disfigured for a crooked nose. then you'll have to pay for his plastic surgery fees.&lt;br /&gt;C) what if when you're on a date you start hiccuping like crazy and you've to spend the rest of the day drinking water. and buying water for your date to drink while he watches you drink water.&lt;br /&gt;D) what if you've got sweaty palms. then you'll have to spend money buying him gloves.&lt;br /&gt;E) what if he's about to whisper something mushy to you and you suddenly fart. then you've to pay money to master the art of odourless-farting.&lt;br /&gt;F) or if he opens his mouth and it reeks of garlic and cheese. then you'll have to buy him listerine strips. and a toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so dont get mushy things!&lt;br /&gt;haha okay so yesterday me and prune and loin and limei went to bugis to walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;loin was going around like some nut holding that bouquet of roses and singing twinkle twinkle stars while shaking vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;I LURVE those tong-tong machines(whatever they're called) at bugis they're like the most exciting things ever created!! me and prune sat on the floor and went turning and turning for tofu-mans! oh i got pudding tofu and something else thats in japanese. june got princess tofu the lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;i went home on the 30 bus that was pretty crowded and this stupid couple probably just made a vow not to leave each other until someone dies they were hugging each other oh-so-tightly and blocking the passageway. and they swayed to and fro each time the bus turned and they kept knocking into the people around them. like me. i got elbowed a thrillion times. people are so weird sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and school's getting rather horrible these days:(&lt;br /&gt;with NADPH(what on earth)  and GALP and stupid S orbitals that look like doughnuts and ying yong wens and similar triangles that threaten to dominate the world.  i dont even know how to switch on my graphic calculator thing.&lt;br /&gt;im going nutsss. (i hate almonds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here's something from brio (the real stuff!):&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's more attractive than a confident single girl who truly loves Jesus and feels secure in who He's created her to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jesus is my valentine! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-114000702017709581?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/114000702017709581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=114000702017709581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114000702017709581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/114000702017709581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-3-all-you-single.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113975555511816590</id><published>2006-02-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:45:55.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where are you, God? i need you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113975555511816590?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113975555511816590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113975555511816590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113975555511816590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113975555511816590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-are-you-god-i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113965955565011182</id><published>2006-02-11T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:05:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/goggles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/goggles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is my dear friend gwen.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, maybe not. BUT IM SO DEPRESSED I DREW A REALLY NICE PICTURE OF HER BUT SHTUPID BLOGGER REFUSES TO LOAD IT EVEN THOUGH I'VE TRIED A GAZILLION TIMESSSS.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, back to gwen.&lt;br /&gt;she's skitzophrenic(however you spell that).&lt;br /&gt;she's a quiet nice girl by day but an EEVIL GORGON-LIKE WITCH at night.&lt;br /&gt;the night part is really rare though. she's just a sweet girl otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;oh and she's bathes with her goggles on.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. oh fine maybe thats just what I THINK. but its VERY highly likely.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks i bathe with flippers on.&lt;br /&gt;we're experts at discovering the true meaning of atomic radiuses.&lt;br /&gt;theres A SECRET HIDDEN MEANING nobody's alert enough to know.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i think everyone should go for the YFC forum next time!&lt;br /&gt;last thursday's one was really good i learnt that "love is not about the emotions, but the will."&lt;br /&gt;how profoundly true. most people just dont realise that.&lt;br /&gt;okay i think thats the most sensible thing i've just said.&lt;br /&gt;amistad is horrible! :( I HATE MOVIES WHEN PEOPLE DIE. i was squirming and squirming in my chair and then to relieve the PAIN i was feeling i kicked my chair really hard a couple of times and then i finally realised i was kicking susan(brainy china scholar). oopsies.&lt;br /&gt;and today i had to do my toastmaster's speech thing! i think i kindda suck at pubic, no public speaking.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha and HERE'S A PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT TO GWEN: YOU'D BETTER JOIN GAVEL(thought it was devil) CLUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113965955565011182?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113965955565011182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113965955565011182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113965955565011182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113965955565011182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-my-dear-friend-gwen.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113930212417384737</id><published>2006-02-07T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:48:44.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mp3 players cant swim. pfffft.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUCH A KLUTZ I KILLED MY ZEN NANO!&lt;br /&gt;POOPIE POOP.&lt;br /&gt;i was just listening to "i miss you" while bringing a cup of water upstairs, and then i just had to drop my darling mp3 player into the cup!!! :(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;it drowned right away! there wasnt even enough time for cpr.&lt;br /&gt;i tried recucitating it by blowing air. it didnt work!&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still mourning the demise of a dear relative.&lt;br /&gt;dont disturb me ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113930212417384737?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113930212417384737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113930212417384737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113930212417384737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113930212417384737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/mp3-players-cant-swim.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113923405976820113</id><published>2006-02-06T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:30:44.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;lucky bus day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's lucky bus day! (says gwen) it should be made a public holiday, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;today we decided to eat ice cream &lt;strong&gt;against all odds&lt;/strong&gt;. it was a very brave move really, considering how awfully long 151 takes to trudge by. we were risking 20 years of our lives. but me and gwen are such powerful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we should be anointed lady gwen and lady estella!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to buy ice cream from the cute-looking ice cream man. i keep insisting he's cute and we should give him some support financially. once we got our yummy chocolate in mian baos, one 151 went past. and then 2 more. how amazing. 151 usually takes like a century and a half to come by, after all the moaning and groaning and "its all your fault i we missed the last bus" -es .&lt;br /&gt;BUT DEN when me and gwen finally finished our ice creams guess what happened??!!&lt;br /&gt;THE 151 CAME!&lt;br /&gt;every should keep silent now to commorate this rare moment.&lt;br /&gt;so me and gwen happily skipped up the bus and took our seats.&lt;br /&gt;EH IT WAS AIR-CONNED SOMEMORE! (air-conned?)&lt;br /&gt;WE ROXORRRRS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113923405976820113?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113923405976820113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113923405976820113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113923405976820113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113923405976820113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/lucky-bus-day-todays-lucky-bus-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113910534746025021</id><published>2006-02-05T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T10:09:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i miss chinese new year i miss stuffing myself with rwabbit sweets. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or maybe just the ricepaper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAHHH its 845 now and only&lt;strong&gt; 3&lt;/strong&gt; people're online. PATHETICK. THERES NOONE FOR ESTELLA TO TALK TOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine so i shall amuse myself blogging. HEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;ooh i asked samarth why he punctuates his every sentence with a YAH and he was like: it means you're being friendly, you know like "i hope you're not dead YAH." his accent's super thick hahaha i remember the whole of p5 me and lydia went on about our muthusamy-and-yar-dar-blar jokes. oh indians are so interesting YAH. during GC period YAH i researched on india. their national anthem's kindda cool YAH. i know how to sing the last lines its "JAYE HE JAYE HE JAYA JAYA JAYA HEEEEEE!" nice YAH. minh sang his vietnam anthem in class YAH it sounds really nice too.&lt;br /&gt;fine i shall stop the YAHs.&lt;br /&gt;i went for the toastmasters thing ytd and i was the timer.(SUCH an important job) its quite fun flipping the cards and pressing the bell. except i kept forgetting to time the speeches, heehee lucky i had arthi to help me:)&lt;br /&gt;art club was slightly boring. we spent the entire time discussing the artsfest thing, thats meant for the jc people. me and cheryl signed up for sneaker-painting and tshirt designing. and then this guy called apri (cool name right! add a "cot" and you get APRI-COT!) taught us how to make paper roses and i found it extremely difficult because i have asolutely NO SKILL(pronounced SKEW) for origami. my paper was about to tear and there still wasnt a rose in sight. poo so me and cheryl left shortly:DD&lt;br /&gt;casting crowns is soso nice! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anybody hear her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is running&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;She is trying&lt;br /&gt;But the canyon's ever widening&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of her cold heart&lt;br /&gt;So she sets out on another misadventure just to find&lt;br /&gt;She's another two years older&lt;br /&gt;And she's three more steps behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;Or does anybody even know she's going down today&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;br /&gt;With all the lost and lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is yearning&lt;br /&gt;For shelter and affection&lt;br /&gt;That she never found at home&lt;br /&gt;She is searching&lt;br /&gt;For a hero to ride in&lt;br /&gt;To ride in and save the day&lt;br /&gt;And in walks her prince charming&lt;br /&gt;And he knows just what to say&lt;br /&gt;Momentary lapse of reason&lt;br /&gt;And she gives herself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;Or does anybody even know she's going down today&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;br /&gt;With all the lost and lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If judgement looms under every steeple&lt;br /&gt;If lofty glances from lofty people&lt;br /&gt;Can't see past her scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And we never even met her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If judgement looms under every steeple&lt;br /&gt;If lofty glances from lofty people&lt;br /&gt;Can't see past her scarlet letterAnd we never even met her&lt;br /&gt;Never even met her&lt;br /&gt;Never even met her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;Or does anybody even knows she's going down today&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our steepleWith all the lost and lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?Does anybody even know she's going down today?&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;br /&gt;With all the lost and lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113910534746025021?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113910534746025021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113910534746025021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113910534746025021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113910534746025021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-chinese-new-year-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113880066620799841</id><published>2006-02-01T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:31:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i was getting off the bus and this old man with a nice long face did this most creative thing. he used his nipple to tap his ez-link card! haha well not exactly, but he put his ez-link card in his shirt pocket and when he was about to get out of the bus he bent down(almost a squat) and did a nipple-tap. haha. SO SEH MAHN. maybe i shall try that one day:DD&lt;br /&gt;should i join soccer should i join soccer? but i know absolutely nothing about those round things leh.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh PE today was so fun and slack! never in my entire life have i hated PE before. but nj PE is horridable! lucky i've got arthi as my slacking partner. hyuk today i tried tricking miss winnie(she looks like an anime character.) into letting me skip PE. TRIED. i gave this innocent im-in-pain look and i moaned about how PAINFUL it was. too bad she saw through me. she demanded i show her the blister. harrumphs. she said it was TOO SMALL. SO I HAD TO RUN. TOO SMALL even though i had tried desperately to rub it even more during flag raising to make it slightly bigger. SIGH. luckily PE was kindda fun:) we played this tagging game that was quite pointless(my aiming really sucks.) because i was lying flat the whole time the entire class was doing their 80 crunches. heehee. the 2 years in track really groomed my slacking skills;D&lt;br /&gt;i have art elect tmr! GAHH last week's session was really tiring i sketched till my eyes hurt. pray it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;and today i&lt;strong&gt; broked&lt;/strong&gt; my vow! the im-not-supposed-to-eat-pearls-anymore-because-i-may-die vow. oops. fine i'll try milo ice blended with jelly tmr. gahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113880066620799841?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113880066620799841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113880066620799841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113880066620799841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113880066620799841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-i-was-getting-off-bus-and-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113860699303188227</id><published>2006-01-30T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:07:13.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! woof woof woof woof woof!&lt;br /&gt;i have finally realised where i got my blurness from. haha im sure saniah and gwen are dying to know:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS IN THE GENES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see me and my mum were doing last minute cny shopping on friday, and we went to this shop in chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;i was on a hunt for a nice necklace, the beady kind. we found this nice accessory shop and my mum started throwing necklaces on me. i tried on this black one made up of a gazillion beads. a gazillion small beads. my mum was swooning over it like how good the quality was(note this info.) and how nice it looked. HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;when she unbuckled it the entire necklace snapped and the beads started flowing out of the string oh-so-rapidly and my mum just muttered a"whoops" and she stood there still holding the string up with the bead waterfall wtill running: the beads were flowing into all my Bs: my bra, my belt, my BUTT. i could feel all the beads like PUSHING me out of my clothes. and it was so so itchy i started scratching non-stop. like i was about to develop hives.&lt;br /&gt;the beads were starting to flood the floor. honestly you wouldnt believe the AMOUNT.&lt;br /&gt;the shop owner(an aunty) shouted an "AIYOHHH!" and she started burying her head in her hands. she looked like she&lt;br /&gt;me and my mum were trying to step out of the mess of beads when the shoplady demandeed we pay for the beads.&lt;br /&gt;and so my mum and the aunty started this fairly heated argument, the lady insisted my mum's hands were to blame and my mum said it was because the lady bought low-quality goods. while estella ng the peacemaker tried desperately to make peace by grinning as broadly as i could. not like it worked, i could see the lady taking deep deep breaths and muttering something in hokkien under her breath. OOPS. however i've got to mention my mum's the best umm DEBATER in the world so we finally won and stepped out of the shop triumphantly. well, at least my mum did. i was still trying to get beads out of my undergarments.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways i have finally understood the origin of my clumsiness.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and it is indeed very heartwarming to see tags on my tagboard:DD&lt;br /&gt;i shall REEPLY tags now!&lt;br /&gt;xrayx: hello! saw you at sch the other day! haha HAVE U PREPARED FOR YOUR GREAT SPEECH?&lt;br /&gt;grace: gracey dear! heehee i'll bring earrings for you next year ah! :) aw man you finally tagged my blog!&lt;br /&gt;limmy: OH DEAR OH DEAR i havent seen you at youth for along time! :( come lah! there's hardly anytime to talk on sunday! SHENG IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE :DD&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: hey i hope everything's going alright in thailand! haha, when depressed, EAT SASHIMI!&lt;br /&gt;gill the hill: YOU KEWL GALZ your necklace and bracelet rocked! make for me leh!:D&lt;br /&gt;char: LETTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;loiny: YO LOIN:D thanks for your postcard! you all ended so late:( seeyou this fri ah!&lt;br /&gt;arthi: ARTHI ANGABANBAN! :) jiayou jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;jiahui: ello SENIOR. you're too too modest okay:D my running is SO horrible i disgrace all in the tracker community. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;saniah: SANIAH YOU MEAN POKK:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113860699303188227?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113860699303188227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113860699303188227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113860699303188227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113860699303188227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year-woof-woof-woof.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113819205123502977</id><published>2006-01-25T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:27:31.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I ALMOST DIED TODAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i was on the verge of crossing the borders of life and death. on the brink of um falling into the, the pits of darkness and never coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;the crowd gasps in horror. "what happened? what happened?" they asked anxiously. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CHOKED ON A PEARL!&lt;/strong&gt; (coughcough)&lt;br /&gt;A BUBBLE TEA PEARL!&lt;br /&gt;okay look picture estella ng, in her (im sorry) ugly maroon and yellow class, holding her almost-empty-milo-ice-blended-with-pearls.&lt;br /&gt;and then, I SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;i sucked the straw..&lt;br /&gt;well maybe a little too hard.&lt;br /&gt;the next few events happened wayy too fast. BRACE YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;one pearl flew up the orange (colour of the day) straw, and got stuck in my throat. it was probably blocking my healthy passage of oxygen supply.&lt;br /&gt;COUGHCOUGHCOUGHCOUGHCOUGHCOUGHCOUGHCOUGH&lt;br /&gt;i was gasping and gasping and gasping for breath i thought i was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;and i was frantically flailing my hands up and down i looked like i was trying to fly.&lt;br /&gt;gill was just going to ask me to lend her my math hw to copy when she witnessed me turning from beige to green to purple.&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST DIED IN GILL THE HILL'S HANDS! I ALMOST DIED BECAUSE, BECAUSE OF A PEARL!&lt;br /&gt;goodness so anyways she held me and shook me and kept going "OHMYGOODNESSOHMYGOODNESSAREYOUOKAY?" i was coughing like a horse(wait do horses cough?) and then finally(thank God!) the pearl kindda disolved/melted/rolled down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;SO I SURVIVED.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I HAVE JUST SURVIVED A CALAMITY. its almost like SURVIVING A CARCRASH. OR, OR A TSUNAMI.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;if anyone of you see me in school, congratulate me okay. HAHAHA:DD&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE OF THE DAY: life is precious. do not drink and drive. or um, drink and choke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113819205123502977?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113819205123502977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113819205123502977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113819205123502977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113819205123502977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-almost-died-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113741819201586438</id><published>2006-01-16T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T18:46:01.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im trying to pick up samarth's accent in a few weeks i shall graduate as a professional indian. hahaha. samarth is so funny man today he showed us his new motorola razor(i dont think he knows what its called.) and he was like "i thought it looked quite koool yah so i bought" HAHAHA. our class is not bad, im glad im sitting next to grace(SHRIEKS!) and gill and tiffy the beefy burger:D and science is really horrible it takes up so much brain power trying to imagine protons and neutrons and all that blah. but our IH teacher is nice! i cant quite confirm whether he's straight, though. and everyday right i go home with gwen in the cranky 151. poofy poof it takes like 20 thousand years to come and then another 10 thousand years to get to kentville. haha. but at least we have fun:)) OHOH AND GUESS WHICH CCA I JOINED! PHOTOGRAPHY! yes i know you'd probably think im mad and all, whenever i say that everyone starts gicing me wierd stares. BUT PHOTOGRAPHY IS QUITE FUN! well at least gwen is in it, haha. oh but art elect is fun lah, i was made to draw gillian using charcoal and she turned out looking quite the ugly. heehee SORRY GILL! yah and PE was so horrible horrible i think i've completely lost all my running skills i run as fast as an elephant now. if thats any fast at all. hehe. yup and thats about it, here's a quote i found:&lt;br /&gt;life is like toiletpaper, it should be long and useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113741819201586438?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113741819201586438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113741819201586438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113741819201586438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113741819201586438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-trying-to-pick-up-samarths-accent.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113688173511207677</id><published>2006-01-10T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:28:55.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy uhh, hari raya something!&lt;br /&gt;kevin thinks roti prata is spelt P-L-A-T-A-H. cuz thats how he pronounces it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was at cold storage its so interesting looking at the stuff beside the counter. the stuff in boxes. if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;school was quite fun! we had mass dance again(im getting quite sick of dancing.) and this time its this really fast song and i cant catch the body-hugging move right at the beginning. aiyohh.&lt;br /&gt;solaris is a cool house! YELLOW MELLOW. our mascot thing is the sphyinx, but i think it looks quite ugly haha.&lt;br /&gt;samarth is really funny he taught the class how to be super chickens(cluck cluck cluck.). indian scholars rock MAHN.&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH i met pris at the busstop yesterday! :) we talked and talked until she missed her bus, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;im listening to "ass like that" now. chingchingchongchong ching.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really like eminem he's so VULGURR doiingdoiingdoiingg.&lt;br /&gt;deanna's doing homework beside me. her handwriting looks like chicken scratch, if not worse.&lt;br /&gt;SO UNLIKE MINE.&lt;br /&gt;me and bernadine're gonna get matching POLOS from giodano. aunty mh's prolly gonna go"AIYOH NO CHARACTER!" haha, we can be matching carrots this time! :DD&lt;br /&gt;haha and my dad thinks that roxy is some brand originated from rocks. pffftt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113688173511207677?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113688173511207677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113688173511207677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113688173511207677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113688173511207677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-uhh-hari-raya-something-kevin_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113663387551988035</id><published>2006-01-07T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T19:37:55.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just come back from youth i was like an hour late for service!:(&lt;br /&gt;and i was at the busstop with bernadine and i just witnessed the most disgustingest thing after she left. this man was digging his nose and digging and digging as if it was the SHUANGest thing in the entire world and he finally stopped for awhile and looked up and saw me but he didnt seem the least disturbed and he continued with his hunt for gold. ACKK.&lt;br /&gt;well school's been really fun! i love my class!:) ohoh we had mass dance on friday and in case you do not know i dance really horribly and everything. they made us pair up a guy and i got this jc guy that dances really well and i kept goofing up. but it was quite fun lah. there's this indian scholar in my class and he's super funny he borrowed grace's st margs pe shirt to dance but the other guys started pointing and being really mean so in the end he changed out. oh and i think the 2 vietnamese scholars in my class are dating! KOOL MAHN.&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised how near gwen lives! haha so i've got someone to go home with now yayyayyay&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and im in aep! hurrah. miss lau gave us this test on friday and we had to draw this broken swivel chair. oh and "a memory from your dream"(haha i drew this 2 headed monster thing trying to eat me up and i was this poor princess stuck in a tower.) yes okay and my cousins are here now so i've gotta take them to cartoon network HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113663387551988035?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113663387551988035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113663387551988035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113663387551988035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113663387551988035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/ive-just-come-back-from-youth-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113629035437041307</id><published>2006-01-03T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:12:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the first day of school. im breathing a new atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;(SUCKS IN BREATH.)&lt;br /&gt;OMG SCREAMS I CANT BELIEVE IM ACTUALLY STARTING SCHOOL IN NJ!!&lt;br /&gt;haha it was okay lah, i felt super lost at first though.&lt;br /&gt;we're doing orientation with the jc1s OOH I FEEL BIGBIG.&lt;br /&gt;03 rocks! there's gill, tiff, saniah, gwen and MOST IMPORTANTLY, GRACE! hahaha they're really nice people mahn:)&lt;br /&gt;ohoh i signed up for art elect. yeah i must be crazy i dont even have a proper portfolio or something yett.&lt;br /&gt;but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;im sure you can do it, ESTELLA!&lt;br /&gt;yah and we had lectures like for practically the entire day:(&lt;br /&gt;but the teachers're really FARNI especially the maths guy he keeps laughing at his own jokes. and im laughing at him laughing at his own jokes and grace is laughing at me laughing at him laughing at his own jokes HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and he said we're supposed to buy a graphic calculator.&lt;br /&gt;a graphic calculator that costs A HUNDRED AND SEVENTY FIVE BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of $$$$$$$$$$.&lt;br /&gt;the orientation's named after me!&lt;br /&gt;hehe its "STALIA ESTRELLAS."&lt;br /&gt;WELL its pretty much the same, right.&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling everyone to cross out the R on their booklet but noone's bothering to listen to me HUMPHS.&lt;br /&gt;haha, the nj YAHH cheer is belly farni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113629035437041307?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113629035437041307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113629035437041307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113629035437041307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113629035437041307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113619492401441099</id><published>2006-01-02T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:46:40.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went to picket and rail(what a stupid name.) like last week to get a new BED it is BIGBIG. and im sharing it with my dearest sister. not a very good thing. yesterday i woke up at around 3 and my head was intertwined between her legs. yes my head. i could've died or something man. and then i pushed her away, and she turned and next thing her butt was in my face. poo. it was this close my nose was almost squashed. and so to prevent any gas leak and me suffocating from the poisonous fumes, i covered my face and went back to sleep. how tiring. and did i mention she kicks? honestly she should try karate or something. except she'd be kicking beanbags and not her poor helpless sister.&lt;br /&gt;woe to me, i am subjected to such harm everynight, when all you happy people drool while dreaming of gingerbread houses.&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 resolutions to make estella a better person:&lt;br /&gt;1. transform into a mugger by 12 tonight. i need to study study study to beat all the chinese scholars that probably have brains the size of my sister's butt. i think their brains are on the brink of exploding from all the information they have kept up there.&lt;br /&gt;2. be nicer to my sister. i said be nice-er. haha. but honestly i think im a really GOOD SISTER:D&lt;br /&gt;3. be nicer to my friends:) (bernadine, limhui, lydia, GRACE, ronald, char, julia, loin.) THEY ROCK MAHN.&lt;br /&gt;4. reduce stoning time. reuse time, recycle stones.&lt;br /&gt;5. make new friends in nj. my ip03 class's really ENTHU, baby(although i have no idea why they wanted our classroom painted MAROON i mean how ugly is the colour MAROON. okay, very.)&lt;br /&gt;6. be more patient. so even when everyone pisses me off i have to SHOW BIG SMILE and try bearing with it.&lt;br /&gt;7. be less judgemental. give the person a chance before i've already mentally labelled him/her a FREAK.(that's mean, estella.)&lt;br /&gt;8. to keep in contact with my dunman friends(whatever's left of them)-especially LOIN!&lt;br /&gt;9. spend more time with God. yeah its true. the closer you are with the man up there, the better everything gets. (so that takes care of number 6.)&lt;br /&gt;10. spend less money. i've really got to stop cleaning out my allowance before thursday.&lt;br /&gt;11. meet up with lesley. she's my long-lost friend i've recently contacted.&lt;br /&gt;12. be closer to my mum.(although we're already close as it is.) i need to suck up to her to get the money. HAHA IM KIDDING LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113619492401441099?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113619492401441099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113619492401441099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113619492401441099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113619492401441099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-went-to-picket-and-railwhat-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113591441884037788</id><published>2005-12-30T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:18:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 stupid quirks of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1. when brushing my teeth-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i squirt the toothpaste(colgate, mostly) onto my yellow-and-white toothbrush( same one as aunty mh, at youth camp we did a hi-5 in the toilet),but once i put the toothbrush into my mouth the toothpaste falls out and lands in the sink. so there's always this big chunk of toothpaste stuck there and the amount i use is actually really little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2.when at mcdonalds-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i peel my burgers into pieces before eating them. so they're more hold-able i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3.when in the toilet-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a last-minute pee-er. honestly. my bladder has tremendous parking space, and i only escape to the toilet when the tide's really high. (the kind when there's a red flag and you'll drown once you try swimming.) and so when i step into the cubicle the pee's almost about to leak out and i pee fountanously. i think its something about the satisfaction you get after finally letting everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;4.when im bored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i shake my feet. there's this fixed rhythm i think. and i shake and shake and shake until someone(like julia, she calls it a "really bad habit") tells me to stop. or if i get slightly more amused. during messages, during lessons. it's this unconscious thing. i asked my mum about the cause. she doesnt seem to mind me doing it. she said its an instinctive thing. alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;5.all the time-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slouch. im an i-know-its-bad-but-i-cant-exactly-help-it sloucher. its like standing up straight feels so unusually uncomfortable, like your boobs seem more protrudin-&lt;br /&gt;oops sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;6.when im bored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fiddle with my earrings. mostly the left ear. thats why it pusses the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;7.when im bored-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratch out scabs. its really quite fun. except sometimes the blood starts oozing out and it doesnt stop until you use something powerful (like ganann's magical towel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;8.when im bored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;scratch nail polish off. if i have any on, that is. hehe once during teamtime i was so bored i scratched black nail polish of 4 fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;9.when im bored(usually only at home)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twirl my hair. but i shant go into further details cuz it sounds quite bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;10.when i say something stupid-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinch myself. yup i pinch a chunk of skin on my thigh. i guess it makes me feel less embarassed. and less stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you cant blame me right, i was born this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113591441884037788?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113591441884037788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113591441884037788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113591441884037788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and something else thats quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;i cant dance for NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;so fine on saturday i shall hide behind and be very very inconspicuous.&lt;br /&gt;wait thats not exactly possible cuz me and bernadine're going as matching bananas.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells i'll try my very best.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but it was so fun me bernadine and limhui were going crazy taking pictures, and &lt;em&gt;kindda&lt;/em&gt; wrecking jessica's house(OOPS.).&lt;br /&gt;we took a picture with her shower hose.&lt;br /&gt;oh and mean mean bernadine tried whamming my head down the toilet bowl. limhui was her eevil accomplice.&lt;br /&gt;i have such HORRIBLE friends hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;naw i love them to BITS:D&lt;br /&gt;oops gotta go, time to laugh at nancy sit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113586152878799366?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12567708.post-113582753817759929</id><published>2005-12-29T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T11:38:58.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ulcer</title><content type='html'>i've got a stupid ulcer owowowow.&lt;br /&gt;its located on the upper lip owowow, towards the right owowowow and it hurts like crazy owowow.&lt;br /&gt;oh you know i thought ulcers were spelt as "alsers" owowow, my spelling really sucks owowow.&lt;br /&gt;MY EAR IS PUSSING OWOWOW&lt;br /&gt;and there isnt any tissue paper left in the box owowow so i cant stop it from pussing-bleeding owowow.&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid ulcer is making my lip swell owowow its like i've got braces or something owowow.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even brush my teeth properly owowow cuz my toothbrush keeps whamming onto it owowow.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant even close my mouth owowow cuz the ulcer'd get squashed in between my gums and my teeth owowow.&lt;br /&gt;so i've to part my lips owowow and as a result i look like an idiot owowow.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of applying some salt owowow but the last time i tried i broke the entire salt jar owowow so i guess i'd just leave it for now before my maid starts screeching like the last time owowow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113582753817759929?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113582753817759929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113582753817759929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113582753817759929'/><link rel='self' 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candycane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;52 for a slice of ham.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;206 for a chicken sausage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;300 for a glass of rootbeer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;630 for a chocolate muffin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3463 for a chunk of yummy roast beef.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;540260 for a toblerone bar.&lt;/em&gt; (i dunno thats what the website said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shudder at the fact that we may all be turning into pigs this season.&lt;br /&gt;then we'll be living in &lt;em&gt;pigapore&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we went to teban (screams!) on saturday to help out in the christmas block parties, my class is doing deco how fun. haha. and it was raining so me and bernadine started jumping into puddles and getting soaked. and we pulled aunty mh along and she ended up jumping too. the 40-something year old. haha. she was like" EH, QUITE FUN LEH!"&lt;br /&gt;i love my mentor man:D&lt;br /&gt;IRENE CAME TO CHURCH ON SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;she's that pixie-eyed girl from the teban camp, and she's UBER CUTE! a pity her brother's been brainwashed by the pingkang-gang. groan. they've been teasing me NON-STOP its getting quite irritating.&lt;br /&gt;me, bernadine and limhui helped out at the kid's service. its so fun talking to the little people. haha i talked to jeremy and his friend shawn. jeremy's got cooler hair than most of the guys our age. its spiked up and all. he's p4. what a &lt;em&gt;SEH-KIA :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried on my nj uniform today, and i desperately need a string installed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113567379445810870?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12567708.post-113530741761884681</id><published>2005-12-23T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:19:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lydia came over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;ytd was so fun lydia came over to play!&lt;br /&gt;we planned the games for the bbq too.&lt;br /&gt;OMG LYDIA IS SO FARNI we were laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing HOHOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;and we ate BEEHOON with alot alot alot of soya sauce. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes on the bus to harbour we met this crazy malay man who was prolly going camping in the woods. he was singing malay songs super loudly in the bus and freaking everyone out.&lt;br /&gt;and then lydia went mad she asked me about a MONEY CHANGER over the overhead bridge and we stood there LAUGHING AND LAUGHING people thought we were insane.&lt;br /&gt;then we went into hangten(blearrgh) to get plain tees, they were kindda cheap like 7 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;we got dark dark green but you cant really tell cuz it looks black and the stupid HANG TEN feet on the tee looked so UGLY we coloured them in with marker so now they look much better:)&lt;br /&gt;we used fabric paint to write the stuff on [it was so depressing the last time we made a henryparkgang-shirt and all the lousy paint came off :(]&lt;br /&gt;but this this time it turned out really nice! hehe except the paint was gonna run out so lydia's tee had a mixture of colours but it was FINE :D&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE THE LOVELY GAMEMASTERS!&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH and we made christmas presents! they look really really kewl :)&lt;br /&gt;writing the chistmas cards were so tiring haha cuz some of the people we completely didnt know! but laughing helped lah. i didnt realise the leaning tower of pisa in my house wasnt crooked.&lt;br /&gt;lydia's going to hongkong tmr BOOHOOS i'll miss her! :(&lt;br /&gt;but never mind, the barbeque's gonna rock! well at least the games part :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113530741761884681?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113530741761884681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113530741761884681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113530741761884681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113530741761884681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/lydia-came-over.html' title='lydia came over'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113497454199687396</id><published>2005-12-19T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:58:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the adventure of brookstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The adventure of brookstone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by tzelin, estella and limei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1825.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;the adventure of brookstone&lt;br /&gt;by tzelin, estella and limei&lt;br /&gt;there once lived a life jacket called Brookstone. because he was found on a stone near a brook. He lived a fairly peaceful life. There was never thunderstorms just shades of yellow. A rainbow shone everyday and Brookstone could play with all his other life jacket friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1828.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1828.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;One day, there were dark clouds. the farmers anticipated a heavy&lt;br /&gt;storm. Brookstone didnt think it would matter. He went out despite all warnings. He didnt know that something very ominous was unfolding before him. he was attacked by a scaly green crocodile. the crocodile was called Teeth. Teeth was very ruthless. He munched at brookstone's armhole and tore all his undergrowth out. OUCH. brrokstone screamed with all his might but it was to no avail. Everyone was already hiding in their houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1829.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1829.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="184" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1829.0.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;Me and tzelin were wondering about bananaland and we stumbled on the incident. Tzelin tried to save brookstone using 2 recorders. Teeth refused to budge and brookstone's flesh was partially torn. i really sympathised with the poor lifejacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1830.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;I tried to tape up the crocodile's mouth with scotchtape.&lt;br /&gt;I think 3M should be sueued cuz the scotchtape wasnt sticky at all. It helped stall time for a bit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1832.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1832.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a chinese dictionary to try to whack Teeth. The chinese dictionary dented Teeth's jaw. It was pretty heavy but in the end Teeth gobbled the book up. I think he was really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1836.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;Tzelin the smart person started reading the dictionary to the crocodile. He fell asleep. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1837.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1837.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;sudde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1831.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;nly there was a lightning bolt.&lt;br /&gt;BAM!&lt;br /&gt;Teeth fell dead to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;He wriggled and wriggled until he died.&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY. brookstone was finally safe and sound and in our good hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1838.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly someone from the back whispered to us. it was Brookstone's twin brother! Brookstine! Tzelin happily posed for a picture. what a nice family reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to put on the lifejackets after seeking their permission. The clips were stuck and difficult to remove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1839.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1842.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1843.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the lifejackets sn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1845.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;orkling. I fed them nice food and tzelin fed them wine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1844.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1846.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1847.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an adventure man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/IMG_1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/IMG_1852.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;And as we all lived happily ever after! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113497454199687396?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113497454199687396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113497454199687396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113497454199687396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113497454199687396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/adventure-of-brookstone.html' title='the adventure of brookstone'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113496654764347080</id><published>2005-12-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:59:45.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i havent blogged since like last year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i havent blogged like since last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;christmas is coming soon!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was FARNI man me and lydia were chatting on the phone until one plus and i left her laughing at her old diary guffaws. (igotintocrescentigotintocrescentigotintocrescent!)&lt;br /&gt;i hereby conclude that lydia is MAD.&lt;br /&gt;im at loiny's house now! reliving the exam-time memories man. OMG she's like the nicest nicest thing she got me SO MANY THINGS from australia!! BLAHH and i feel so lousy i havent even got her a christmas prezzie. pfftrehjeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait loiny wants to say something "gravely important".&lt;br /&gt;loiny speak.&lt;br /&gt;i want to say that christmas is the season to be jolly (falalalalalalalala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would also like to conclude that loiny IS also MAD.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh what am i getting myself into mixing with a bunch of loonies.&lt;br /&gt;i think im turning into one myself.&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;okay tzelin says"LOONIES TASTE GOOD."&lt;br /&gt;so i suppose thats a comforting fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113496654764347080?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113496654764347080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113496654764347080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113496654764347080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113496654764347080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-havent-blogged-since-like-last-year.html' title='i havent blogged since like last year'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113387224597823217</id><published>2005-12-06T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:00:09.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;In no particular order, list down&lt;br /&gt;-3 people you talk to online,&lt;br /&gt;1.grace&lt;br /&gt;2.emelyn&lt;br /&gt;3.ronald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-4 people you see at school,&lt;br /&gt;4.vanessa&lt;br /&gt;5.ham&lt;br /&gt;6.loiny&lt;br /&gt;7.bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 teachers,&lt;br /&gt;8.chen laoshi&lt;br /&gt;9.miss wee (blearrgh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 people you love going out with&lt;br /&gt;10.grace&lt;br /&gt;11.char&lt;br /&gt;12.june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 3 people in your sms inbox.&lt;br /&gt;13.ronald&lt;br /&gt;14.char&lt;br /&gt;15.sarah&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of number 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she's okay. we used to be close, though. now all she does is bug me for a stupid computer game she lent me ages ago and its not exactly my fault that my evil mum confiscated it cuz she thought i was getting addicted and forgot where she put it, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if number 4 slapped you on your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'd slap her back. HYUK. fine i'll.. yeah i'll slap her back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice is number 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;really NICE :D she makes me laugh. ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10, rate how good looking number 5 is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she's really cute. haha. as in, baby cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever fall for number 11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;noway. she's just a really really good friend. hah. besides, estella ng? lesbian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, if number 8 met with an accident, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;let him die. then no more chinese lessons! naww. i'd bribe him to let me pass my zuowens and THEN i'll let him die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sport would you play with number 12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha. ballet? TAI-TAI what :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if number 1 got a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it'll be uhh, pretty kewl. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate number 9?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;not exactly. she's kindda menopause-y. her english lessons're REALLY boring though. mmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you like number 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;heh. EMEE's nice to joke with. she's a obsessive compulsive study freakk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 13 and 7 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;UMM. hey ronald, how'd you fancy jean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 14 one day kill you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nope. she's too nice. well, maybe she would if i removed link from her life. ho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you like more? 3 or 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;10. grace rocks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113387224597823217?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113387224597823217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113387224597823217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113387224597823217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113387224597823217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/quiz-thing.html' title='quiz thing'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113376815003134316</id><published>2005-12-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:00:28.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;power prayer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd i was reminded of how good god has been this year.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i got into njc. purely by his grace.&lt;br /&gt;but isnt it abit too coincidental that me and grace got into the same class? couldnt i have been chucked into like, 04 and be forced to make friends all over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got this little prayer book that i started not long ago. it's really kewl cuz you really get to see how god answers prayers, bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange how i see the relationship between me and deanna improving when i havent done anything but pray. it's amazing, recently we've become closer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really looking forward to the youth camp. the theme's "a prayerful life". i think i've got alot to learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113376815003134316?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113376815003134316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113376815003134316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113376815003134316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113376815003134316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113368930375320412</id><published>2005-12-04T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:00:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more braids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;no more braids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've cut off my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; braids, cuz they were gonna drop off any moment and they kindda looked ugly sticking out like that. all those horrible saddists out there must be laughing now. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bald :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113368930375320412?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113368930375320412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113368930375320412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113368930375320412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113368930375320412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-more-braids.html' title='no more braids.'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113368905991222239</id><published>2005-12-04T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:01:11.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 earholes on my left ear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;friday was pretty fun, the deco people met at harbourfront macs to discuss the letterboxes for the youth camp. we're doing fastfood this time. kewl eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that aunty bel drove us all to bras brasar(however thats spelt) to get the materials from art friend. art friend ROCKS! haha, me jessica and janice were so fascinated we stayed there for like 3 hours after that looking for stuff to do christmas prezzies. hehe :D then we went to bugis street and walked around for awhile. the 2 of em are like obsessed over sunglasses man. we went to practically all the shops selling them! i think the big afro-looking ones are pretty kewl though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and janice pierced our ears at bugis. i love that tingling feeling you get when the woman presses down and you hear the gun click. yes wierd i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the p6s joined us at youth today!! YAY to petrina and my sister. haha. after church the 3 of us had lunch together. canned LATTE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took this quiz on quizilla.com. the colour of my soul is supposedly red.&lt;br /&gt;what nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113368905991222239?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113368905991222239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113368905991222239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113368905991222239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113368905991222239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-friday.html' title='for friday'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113342936109109675</id><published>2005-12-01T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:02:12.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The henrypark gang goes biking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The henrypark gathering was mighty fun. We (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me, ronald, yule, sarah, shamus, vanna) met outside heeren, omg that place is so crazy we got mobbed by&lt;/span&gt; so many people trying to get us to buy stuff from them. Like perfume that didn't exactly smell very nice. Yep me and sarah were just walking back from paragon when this very &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; woman started waving her hands frantically in our direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woman:&lt;/span&gt; (sickeningly sweet voice) hello! Could you spare me a minute? PLEEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Us:&lt;/span&gt; uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woman:&lt;/span&gt; thankyou thankyou. Look at this,(points) PERFUME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woman:&lt;/span&gt; you see ahh! Nah help me take awhile first.. DON'T BRING HOME HOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woman:&lt;/span&gt; (sprays perfume on our hands) SMELL LAH! It's SO nice smell RIGHT! It makes you feel AHH (takes deep breath), so womanly and fragrant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woman:&lt;/span&gt; eh so you want to BUY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; we don't use uh, perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woman:&lt;/span&gt; but this perfume SO NICE, you can use now lorr! And now hor, 3 for TEN DOLLARS! So cheap cheap! somemore can give for Christmas present leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kindda felt like strangling her. Until the guys came and they shouted at her saying&lt;br /&gt;"EXCUSE ME, NOT INTERESTED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guffaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to far east to wait for dear lydia who was late (again). Hahah. Then we took a bus there. For some reason the guys were SO kan-cheong. Well then again, we cant exactly blame Ronald right. it's in his uhh, nature I guess. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ASK YOU TO TAKE CAB, DOWANT. WANT TO WALK, WALK LIKE TORTOISE! HAIYOH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached ecp pretty fast. Partly cuz we had someone screaming at us all the way to hurry up. Hahah. We had lunch at macs. Sarah hasn't changed abit she still eats so slowly. Hehe In p6 she took an entire recess to finish nibbling a fishball. Yes a fishball. Hawhaw. Oh yeah and I remember me and Emelyn went crazy over the ham-and-cheese sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and sarah wanted to blade at first but the really nice ones at &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;skatelink&lt;/span&gt; cost a crazy 35 bucks for the day. So we followed the rest and got pretty kewl suspension bikes at the store next door for $9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were biking so fast, they had to keep turning around to let us catch up. Hahah and Ronald-the-tourguide continued with his "HURRY UP LAH"s.&lt;br /&gt;We got to the 2nd getty, and me and Lydia started cycling over all the big puddles. Hehe so fun man. until we reached a pretty deep one, and (gahh!) Lydia skidded and fell. It was kindda scary I saw her get flung off her bike. Luckily it was only a scrape but there was bloood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone turned back and helped Lydia wash her wound and stuff. Then the guys continued biking and the girls went to the beach. We stayed there for awhile, and then we cycled back and got drinks at 7 eleven. Char just arrived and we sat down at macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys came and they insisted we all go to the safra at changi to bowl. Char got a double bike with Ronald, the reckless-test driver on earth. i would've died if I were her. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was pretty long, like what 40 minutes or something. We went into the arcade and played pool for awhile. Then me and sarah played air hockey. Hahah I was laughing my guts out. When we came out we saw the entire gang crowding at this machine. It works like this, you put a token in and wait for the bamboo thing to reel in and push it. If you're lucky the coins at the edge'll fall out and those are your winnings. Ronald and Lydia went hysterical, they were seriously addicted man. hahah. They kept taking out money and exchanging them for tokens, which they kept losing. Char kept shouting "MOVE CHUNK, MOVE!" hehe. And when tokens finally fell out we cheered like mad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia and Ronald both spent $20 each gambling, crazy things. Hahah. Finally we had to drag them out and we had nasi lemak at the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;After that we cycled back, in the dark, it was so kewl man.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the shop to return the bikes. Honestly i dont think the arse-support is any good, my butt still hurts so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113342936109109675?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113342936109109675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113342936109109675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113342936109109675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113342936109109675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/12/henrypark-gang-goes-biking-henrypark.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113327710195699645</id><published>2005-11-29T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:02:39.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/mojojojo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/mojojojo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/buttercup.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mojo jojo's very scary you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day drawing in my new sketchbook! im trying to compile stuff so i'll be able to get into art elect next year. hehe. apparently you need a portfolio, whatever that is. it's really fun though. hahah. tmr i'll go ask char for her *clears throat* advice. she's a PRO.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna have a henry park gang gathering tmr at ecp. yay!! it'll be uber fun i bet:)&lt;br /&gt;i watched hi-5 today. it really entertains me alot. almost as much as the powerpuff girls.&lt;br /&gt;and right now, im missing the nice dancing show (JIANYI, SQUEALS!!) cuz my sister is some SEA games fanatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113327710195699645?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113327710195699645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113327710195699645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113327710195699645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113327710195699645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/tuesday.html' title='tuesday'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113291365508325172</id><published>2005-11-28T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:03:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/1600/llama2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5505/1071/320/llama2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i did my llama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;research! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;recently i've gotten llama obsessed. maybe it's cuz i miss the murugus. hahah but this is so fun i googled "llama", and here's what i got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's "the llama song" by burton earny. apparently right, ronald says it sounds like ducks quacking. hehe, limhui says its undescribable. AND i cant hear anything, cuz my speakers have conked out.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frolic.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.frolic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's the "naked dancing llama" homepage. here's a quote from the "great master llama" : "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To frolic, as a llama would, is to live." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this llama is campaigning for &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;president&lt;/span&gt;. serious! oh sure you can give him a vote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llama.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;www.llama.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;woah this is kewl, you can BUY a llama here :D and there's this long list of the stuff you can do with your llama, like uh, run performmance shows. oh yah and didya know by owning a llama you get tax advantages. hahah. "put a llama in your life." nice motto right.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llamaweb.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.llamaweb.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; "llamas on the internet!"&lt;br /&gt;hmm, it's a site dedicated to people "interested in these camelids". you can purchase a llama, and sign up for events. there are llama magic shows available.&lt;br /&gt;uh, hocus pocus?&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llamadirectory.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;www.llamadirectory.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's like the llama yellow pages. you can buy llama wool! hahah. oh and you can advertise on the "llama classified ads". $10 a month. it's pretty cheap you know :)&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llama.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.llama.co.uk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the llama association of britan. these people help fight for the rights of llamas. woah i didnt know llamas were so uhm, highly important.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grumpyllama.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.grumpyllama.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can download llama greeting cards, and get llama advice too. well, if you need any, that is. someone asked the "grumpy llama" to pick his wife. EH?&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Llama"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Llama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Llama (Lama glama) is a large &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Camelid" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camelid"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;camelid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; native to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="South America" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_America"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;South America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;. The term llama is sometimes used more broadly, to indicate any of the four closely related animals that make up the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="South America" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_America"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;South American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; branch of the family.&lt;br /&gt;Differentiating characteristics between llamas and alpacas are that llamas are larger and have more elongated heads. The main difference between llamas and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Camel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camel"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;camels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; is that camels have a hump or humps and llamas do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the definition goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0590259385/002-3936943-2400839?v=glance&amp;n=283155&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0590259385/002-3936943-2400839?v=glance&amp;n=283155&amp;amp;v=glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a board book up for sale. hahah. it's titled "is your mama a llama?" rated 5 stars. it costs $12 for the paperback version. but you'll get to figure out your mum's uh, animality!! if there is sucha word.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llamastuff.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.llamastuff.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can do like online llama shopping, fascinating man. you can buy a "fleece embriodered vest" for your dear llama to wear. hehe, or some "lock and luster conditioner" to maintain soft, silky hair. llama hair. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;estella says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah i never knew llama's were such highly respected members of our society. i thought they only existed in the extremely ulu, uh i mean, deserted parts of like, saudi arabia. therefore we should be weary of them, for fear they dominate the world one day. there is, however, one thing good about them. the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt; llamas are more expensive. very &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;typical&lt;/span&gt;. i urge you to go buy one, if you've got an extra 600 bucks to spare. it's not bad a cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you know how boh-liao estella can get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113291365508325172?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113291365508325172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113291365508325172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113291365508325172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113291365508325172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-facts.html' title='random facts'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113310313875353063</id><published>2005-11-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:52:18.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's gotta be grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;service today was really good :) it's the first sunday of advent. (dont exactly know what it means, though). one philipino woman came up front to share her testimony, and it really ministered to me alot. she's a true testimony of god's grace and his unfaithfulness! oh and she sings soo well! i guess that's her gift from god huh :D and its amazing how he uses his people for his glory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;pastor's message was really funny. hahah. yup i guess i shouldnt be so judgemental and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;after church we met the helpers from the kiddy camp at cine. (gahh sorry lydia!!) it was kindda fun, we watched &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;zathura&lt;/span&gt;. it's not bad, i think danny's uber cute!! hahah. and after the movie we hung around far east for awhile. zoey's really funny man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;im so grateful to Him for his gift of grace, and im super thankful for his love for me! praise god, my life is in His hands! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113310313875353063?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113310313875353063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113310313875353063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113310313875353063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113310313875353063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113290006254795318</id><published>2005-11-26T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T14:42:03.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teban gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;helping out at the kiddy camp!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aunty mh's kiddy camp was soo fun man :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the mochi gang (&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me limhui and bernadine&lt;/span&gt;) decided to help our dear mentor out. i thought it was just gonna be the 3 of us until &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ronald&lt;/span&gt; started saying that i had pangseh-ed the henry park gang and he started moaning on and on about how BORED he'd be during the hols. so i invited him and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt; to help too! hahah, so on that nice monday morining me, limhui, bernadine, lydia and ronald met at the busstop outside my house. taitai lydia came at 10 oclock!! which (of course) made ronald uh, slightly agitated. hahah. oh yeah, and marcus (my 8 year old cousin) came along too. he's gonna be staying over for like a month cuz there wont be anyone to take care of him except poor old estella. hahah fine, it isnt that bad lah. except he can be a bit of a pain at times. he's like the hyper-estest thing i've ever seen. gahh. yeah so all of us took 143 to teban gardens. i've only been there once in my entire life so it was pretty exciting. hehe. we managed to find our way pretty easily actually. there were quite alot of kids there, we'd just pushed open the door when ronald muttered-screamed a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"can i go now?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i was like "WHAT?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"MY NCC SENIOR IS INSIDE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;turned out, daniel (aunty mh's son) had invited some of his friends too lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but THE KIDS ARE SO CUTE!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love love &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fata&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dhalan&lt;/span&gt;, and irene, and veronica :)) even the chubby girl (is her name pingxuan?) that ronald absolutely hates. hahah. yes her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;first we helped them with this tangrams thing that i totally couldnt figure out. it was so chim i bet even my mum cant do it. all the helpers got an answer key(hehe), so me and lydia basically helped &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(SQUEALS!)&lt;/span&gt; through all of his. guffaws. he's so so cute. in the end he went home with his pockets stuffed with sweets (oh you get 1 for each question done) :D hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tangrams we helped them with this uhh puzzle board thing and they had to make a maze out of straws. i made my first ever straw heart! &lt;strong&gt;thanks lydia :D&lt;/strong&gt; hawhaw. well, sorta anyways. i followed her step-by-step without remembering anything. hahah. then we had to go back to help cuz daniel showed us his eyebrows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ronald&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; lydia&lt;/span&gt; were coming up with chimney woman jokes. hahah. so hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after the session we(plus ryan) went to the macs nearby to eat and talk. well we were mostly howling with laughter though. i think the mcdonald manager got a little traumatised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on tuesday i met &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;limhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ronald&lt;/span&gt; at the busstop at 11:15. (late!!) my crazy cousin had woken up at 6am so my maid was forced to bring him there earlier. i was still sleeping, hehe. we reached the centre at around lunchtime, and got scolded a little. yipe. then we had lunch with the kids. (oh did i mention &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fata's &lt;/span&gt;eyes are SOO innocently big.) hahah then we helped them do this colourwheel thing. i think i must be blind. i made my entire group colour that part brown when it was supposed to violet. it was sucha mess one tubby boy was like pointing to me and going "WALAO!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oopsies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then they were made to spin the wheel so they'd see white. (why didnt i realise &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; isnt one of the 7 colours of the rainbow??) the kids in my group didnt exactly see white, though. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the next activity was the parrot thing. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dhalan&lt;/span&gt; started bawling at me cuz i accidently drew a red circle on his parrot's cheek. it looked nice and rosy to me. he didnt think so. he thought it was " SOO UGLY!!" uh oh. so i made him use blue and go over it. it wasnt that obvious anymore (thankfully!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after the session me ronald and lydia and marcus went to harbourfront macs and had shakerfries. hahah, ronald was like "so SALTY!" so he kept flicking his fries on his tray. crazy i tell you. lydia came over to my house and we put fake nails on our baby fingers. it was soo uncomfortable i tore it out the next day. haw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wednesday was really fun!! it was the outing to ECP. the kids were really excited i tell you. especially dhalan. hahah. i was made to talk to a malay girl called &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aisha&lt;/span&gt; on the bus. she's 12, and she was kindda quiet i had to keep thinking of stuff to ask her. hahah. i was incharge of the p1p2 group, there's isaac(birdie!), marcus, dhalan, veronica, jiayi, irene and pingxuan(yes the girl ronald hates). i got to know the girls alot better :)) veronica and jiayi look SO alike! and they're the cutest things! especially irene, pixie face and all. and i had to help her pull her pants up cuz they started falling like every 20 seconds :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we played captains ball, and (duh!) the girls absolutely didnt get to play cuz the boys were selfishly competive. and the girls got really bored of playing. it took us soo much coaxing to get them to play. we decided to change the rules and the helpers helped the girls. heehee. they won of course :D gleams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;irene was really happy :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after captains ball we had frisbee. i play as sucky as the kids. hahah. but it was only for awhile and we had lunch. hotdogs and milo. dhalan was SO sweet he got me my milo :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we could play in the water, i didnt bring change of clothes! so i stayed like pretty upshore. and then zoe and lydia dragged me in and i was well, soaked. hahah. but it was funner :) pingxuan kept clinging on to me in the water, and irene's pants kept falling down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after that we bathed them, and we dried ourselves in the toilet. i was freezing on the bus back. hahah, and then we said our goodbyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me lydia ronald limhui and bernadine&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go to harbour again, but lydia invited zoey along so in the end everyone ended up following behind. we went to orchard. i was SO freaked out i thought my mum'd slaughter me. so throughout the busride i was like "oh no oh no" hahah. marcus was just completely lost i guess. but they were all really nice, they took care of marcus and entertained him and all that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we talked and stuff at the foodcourt, and in the end i took a bus back with marcus. best thing, my mum wasnt the LEAST bit angry!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"i went to orchard with marcus leh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"oh that's nice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hahah yes, shocking i know. but really kewl too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i miss teban gardens! i wanna go back someday, and visit the kids there again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D MUACKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113290006254795318?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113290006254795318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113290006254795318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113290006254795318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113290006254795318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/teban-gardens.html' title='teban gardens'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113240422410607347</id><published>2005-11-19T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T20:43:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im gonna miss the MURUGUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm sure gonna miss the murugus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ytd all the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;murugus&lt;/span&gt; [except hannah :(] came over for a farewell present exchange, bean loiny vanehs and tissue. it was far from what the spice had (emotional and all), but i think it was alot more fun. hawhaw. this is what i got from all of them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;vaneh- a wooden thing with a picture of the 6 of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bean- a handmade blanket :) with cute froggies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tissue- a doorknob hanger (is that what its called?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;loiny- max and co. bag, badges, a really cute photoframe, stationery, and a really loong, sweet letter :D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;their presents are really special :) hahah, after talking and stuff we went for lunch, first we dabao-ed prata and then we had hokkien mee at the hawker centre. it was not bad :) cheese prata rawks! and then we went to the gelato shop :D it took pretty long cuz we walked like 3 busstops. but it was fun talking to loiny :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cant believe its been like 2 years since. they're my bestest friends in 2C :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i guess we arent exactly as close as we used to be, but im still gonna miss them, and all the crazy things we did together ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;especially &lt;strong&gt;loiny!!&lt;/strong&gt; im really grateful to have met her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yeah at night me and tzelin and her brothers went to bugis to watch harry potter!! it was fun sorta babysitting them. hahah. harry potter's so so nice! yah its like the best outta the previous ones. man i was soo sad when &lt;strong&gt;cedric&lt;/strong&gt; had to die. heh, and voldemort's so ugly! like he has noseholes but no proper nose. ackk. hagrid's still as cute :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113240422410607347?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113240422410607347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113240422410607347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113240422410607347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113240422410607347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-gonna-miss-murugus.html' title='im gonna miss the MURUGUS'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113221836092276347</id><published>2005-11-17T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:06:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i do not comprehend tamil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've changed the skin again!! dont really like this one though. it's abit boring huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've just finished with the presents for the murugus :) they're all (with the exception of ham) coming over tmr for a farewell present exchange. hahah. i think my present's kindda kewl though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wonder what's it gonna be like next year, when i wont ever be seeing any of my dunman friends around in school. its gonna be quite sad, i've gotten so used to 2C already! :D at least tiffany's in my class :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the girls in my new class are really enthu! they've got us a really nice class blog, and they're already working on our class tee design :) amazing eh. it's a good thing :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still can't figure out what to join! maybe it's gonna be interact club. well at least that's what i enjoy doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yeah and i've been trying to fold these straw hearts for like the longest time. i seem to suck at origami and all that. hahah. ohwells. i'll beg lydia or vanna to teach me the next time we meet up :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;latest updates: the indian man hasn't stopped calling!! its really annoying, especially when he called at 11pm ytd. i was just getting to sleep!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113221836092276347?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113221836092276347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113221836092276347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113221836092276347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113221836092276347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/thursday.html' title='thursday'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113203595772755532</id><published>2005-11-16T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:09:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont comprehend tamil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gahh this is so freaky. the indian man strikes again. you see right there's this indian man that's been calling my house over and over again, like every 15 minutes. and either he puts down after afew rings, or he waits till someone picks up and then he hangs up. its soo strange. and then just now there was a call, and i picked it up and this same indian man started muttering this long string of tamil, that i absolutely couldnt understand. except it sounded like he was asking a question. gahh what is wrong with him?? so i was like " HUH?" and he repeated his question. that ended with something like a "...blah?" aww man it was so scary i hung up. one minute later he rang again!! ackk. &lt;strong&gt;everyone, beware of deranged prank callers on the loose! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113203595772755532?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113203595772755532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113203595772755532' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113203595772755532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113203595772755532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-comprehend-tamil.html' title='i dont comprehend tamil.'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12567708.post-113194640841160416</id><published>2005-11-15T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:11:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a plan for me :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ytd's youth service was really good :)) andy and jane from OM came to share about their experiences working onboard the ships, and how they go about serving god and his people in the different countries they go to. it's really kewl how god brings people back to him. and i believe its extremely fulfilling having a job that serves him. you've got to make sacrifices, though. andy told us to just commit our entire lives to Him and see where he leads us.. hmm i wonder what plan god has for me. andy ended the session with the proverbs 19:21 verse. and i was just reading briomag online and there was this article that talked about exactly the same thing!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;here's a section from the article:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Proverbs 19:21 says, "Many are the plans in a man' s heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails." As long as you and I stay focused on Him, we're in His will. Let me encourage you to pick out the Bible verses you've read since you colored pictures of Jesus in Sunday school and read this again . . . this time with your heart. If you're new to God's Word, have some fun really exploring it (some of my favorite verses are in Philippians) and reading the words until they define who you are: a beautiful and amazing woman of God.&lt;br /&gt;Scripture is a vital and total link to our Creator. He's given us this gift for a reason. Memorize it. Stick it in your locker and on your mirror. Write it on a notebook. Send it in a card. But most of all, let's let it sink into our hearts and change us into His image. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;guess i should continue to read his word, and cast my cares unto God, my maker :) afterall, like Psalms 139 reads, I am fearfully and wonderfully made!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113194640841160416?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113194640841160416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113194640841160416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113194640841160416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113194640841160416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/theres-plan-for-me-d.html' title='there&apos;s a plan for me :D'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113187332256350239</id><published>2005-11-13T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:13:33.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss thailand :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the thailand trip was SOO fun!! honestly its like the best place ever!! i miss it even more than germany :)) on the first day me and my mum boarded SQ64 and we reached bangkok really quick :D oh yes i watched charlie and the chocolate factory on the plane. its a really cute show :)) hawhaw. then we got into a green-and-yellow cab. honestly the cabs in spore are alot cleaner but it was fine :) hah we ( ok fine, mainly me) were so excited we put our bags down in the hotel room and left :) oh we stayed at asia hotel. its really kewl cuz its located at rachathewi, one of the mrt stops that's really near the main shopping area. oh yah, its not mrt anymore, its BTS. ahemahem. hahah. but its pretty convenient anyways.. we went to MBK, the place is huge and it kindda reminds me of far east in a sense. we walked around and i got some stuff like belts and all that :D hahah. oh yah and i braided my hair!! at this salon on the third floor. just for the experience lah. hah the lady said it can last for 3 weeks, i dont want them to fall out!! then we had japanese for dinner :D yum. then we walked around somemore and went back to the hotel. oh yah! one thing that striked me that day was this man i saw at MBK. he works in a bag store, and he's um.. autistic i think. not normal, anyways. but he's SOO cute! i mean he mumbles and his speech is slurred.. but yet there's complete innocence you can see it in his eyes! and it just made me realise how god made different in their own special way :) different, but still special. and i think we should love these ppl, too. yupyup, the next day me and my mum had some crazy shopping :DD we walked around siam square and all 7 floors of MBK. hah well, most of it anyways. and we had japanese japanese japanese :) yup, for lunch and dinner. heh. on thursday we met up with our friends that live in thailand, they're sporeans, actually. hahah. it was really fun :) in the morning we went shopping with auntie edwina at silom, the place is not bad but its more for women like my mum. blahh. so i was slightly bored but she was really happy grabbing clothes and stuff. hah. but she definitely liked that place better than MBK!! yeah we walked and walked for like 7 hours straight.. hmm wonder why we werent tired. hahah. then we went to jonathan's house. woah his room is really kewl :)) a little like mine (hahah) , but not so messy and more posters of avril lavigne and darius. haw. then me, jonathan, my mum and john (jonathan's friend) went to B2S ( gahh stationery!! ) and zeenzone :)) we had lotsa funn, and then we went to a japanese restaurant. yes i love japanese food!! hahah. overall, it was a great time interacting with my friends!! :DD and i enjoyed myself alot alot. thank god for friends! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113187332256350239?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113187332256350239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113187332256350239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113187332256350239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113187332256350239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-miss-thailand.html' title='i miss thailand :)'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113128130883687712</id><published>2005-11-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:14:48.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donate a hug to estella</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone give estella a HUG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so far i only have 8 hugs in my hug counter and heh, those i added myself so it'll look less pathetic. oh and if you're nice enuf you can give me 1000 hugs! except you'll have to be quite patient cuz the hug counter thing takes a little long to load. but COME ON, it's a good cause!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahah. blogger can be so confusing at times, i just got my links settled so now they're FINALLY WORKING!! yay! oh yeah and i'll be going to thailand tmr!! :)) time for some MEGA SHOPPING. MUAHAHAS. and im pleased to say my hair has gotten better!! hmm so that may person isnt that bad afterall, huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yayyayyay we the henry park gang'll be going out later!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113128130883687712?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113128130883687712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113128130883687712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113128130883687712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113128130883687712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/donate-hug-to-estella.html' title='donate a hug to estella'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113126626709978133</id><published>2005-11-06T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:16:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i so hate my hair :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my hair has definitely seen better days. i think bad hairdressers &lt;strong&gt;SHOULD BE BANNED&lt;/strong&gt; ytd i went to orchard meridian for a haircut and this hairdresser called &lt;strong&gt;may &lt;/strong&gt;took out this book that had all these pretty japanese girls with all sorts of hairstyles and my mum found it so fascinating she flipped through it and pointed to this particular one, and then this may person started cutting away oh-so-professionally. ugh but the final product was SO gross can. gahh. fortunately it got a little better today :) harrumphs. &lt;strong&gt;note to all: bad hairdressers give you bad hair days.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;poo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;moving onto some happier news, the message today was really good :) this guy called leon stewart thats helping out in the prison, he shared about his experiences and how god touched him.. and its soo amazing, considering he was once this ex-convict that really messed up his entire life. god sure touches people in his own unthinkable, special way :) guess it really is important to reach out to the ones that havent heard of his love.. oh yeah and during class we learnt about prayer :) its really encouraging cuz &lt;strong&gt;when you pray, you're never alone! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113126626709978133?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113126626709978133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113126626709978133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113126626709978133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113126626709978133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-so-hate-my-hair.html' title='i so hate my hair :('/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113108603909698229</id><published>2005-11-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:16:28.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06IP03 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh everyone LOOK i changed the skin!! cuz the old one began to look boring. haw. ohh i went for the nj induction thing on wed :) CANT BELIEVE IM IN THE SAME CLASS AS GRACEY DEAR!! we're in 06IP03. apparently they split us according to personality, kewl eh. hahah. anyways the people in my class're really nice!! there're 20 people, 2 pathetic boys :D guffaws. there's gillian and amanda and saniah and anushkha and shuyi and cheryl and tiffany and arthi and tracey. hahah. tiffany's from dunman too!! :) YAY so we can go back to visit together!! :D the games were really fun AND really gross. we had to SLIDE on the benches with detergent and eat this watermelon at the end. hah and they blindfolded us and made us go through this maze and pick funny squares in this mud pool. we ended up detergent-soaked and i had clumps of flour in my hair. yes eww. but it was crazy fun and i gotta know the people in class better.. ohh we got this most enthu class award :) hahaha. and call me crazy but i think i'll be joining track again!! heh, cuz i talked to this senior and she says i can go for sprints!! and sprinting RAWKS!! so yeah, and im hoping to get into AEP too :) i wanted OAC, but my mum kept going on and on about how she thinks i might fall and die, and how track's better cuz i've all that experience and it keeps you healthy.. SO i've decided to back off. haha. oh and im in solaris.. yellow house :D nice colour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113108603909698229?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113108603909698229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113108603909698229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113108603909698229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113108603909698229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/06ip03-d.html' title='06IP03 :D'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113100540217121792</id><published>2005-11-03T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:17:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it hari raya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today's a dunno-what-for-public holiday. hari raya or sth? ohwells the previous few days were SOO much fun!! :) especially char's birthday party!! we met at cine, zorro was not bad.. the little boy was so cute :p, except i kept fidgeting cuz all that fighting got a little boring. haha. then we went to rtc, and after dinner we went bowling :) emelyn bowls like super well, i got an okay-85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on sunday we went back to rtc for char's surprise party, organised by her mum.. we all made matching tshirts for the whole gang to wear and there were our names at the back :) so fun, and i think char was really happy :D I LOVE MY HENRY PARK FRIENDS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113100540217121792?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113100540217121792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113100540217121792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113100540217121792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113100540217121792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-it-hari-raya.html' title='is it hari raya?'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113071832110415691</id><published>2005-11-01T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:17:51.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class chalet :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello PEEPLE!! i am at the nice downtown east, going to eat breakast.haw. the computers here are pretty kewl, except you have to punch in letter-by-letter on this wierd metal keyboard. today's the 2nd day of class chalet, its going fun :) we're going to wild wild wet YAY. oops. zhixin and the evil wicked horrible gross hamster are calling me.. BYE! oh yeah zx just reminded me.. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! and to char, i hope u had a great birthday! :D hinthint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113071832110415691?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113071832110415691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113071832110415691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113071832110415691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113071832110415691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/class-chalet.html' title='class chalet :)'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-113014462110453554</id><published>2005-10-24T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:22:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh, i could go into carpentry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ytd was FUN!! me and limhui went to orchard after church :) hah. we went to kinokuniya and saw lotsa kewl stationery, too bad the queue was SOOO long :/ then we went to art friend :) heh i bet char'll LOVE it. hahah. i got some wooden heart shaped thingies. limhui got this nice green-and-white tote bag :D hahah. roxy's got this REALLY nice pencilcase! you know the long zippy kind. except if costs 25 bucks! argh! ohwells. i shall WAIT till the thailand trip!! :) im sure you can, estella!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh and today we had this mind sports olympics thing at school. hah me and ham took part in contract bridge. it was pretty fun, we got 4th!! :P we should've gotten 3rd, if not for that set of LOUSY cards!! but 4th is not bad :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my exams results were fairly okay. hahah. i CANT believe i got an A1 for dnt, it's like my proudest achievement in my entire sec 2 life!! :) i never knew i had that potential in me to become a carpenter, i mean considering the fact that just 2 weeks before the exam i had absolutely NO clue on all that isometric orthographic stuff that mr lim keeps talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;praise god from whom all blessings flow! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-113014462110453554?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/113014462110453554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=113014462110453554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113014462110453554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/113014462110453554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/heh-i-could-go-into-carpentry.html' title='heh, i could go into carpentry'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112973161693071499</id><published>2005-10-19T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:25:25.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barney can be your friend too if you just make believe him :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's wednesday night!! hahah, i've been pretty much slacking around for the past few days :) it's kindda fun.. oh yeah and i watched &lt;strong&gt;barney and friends!&lt;/strong&gt; it's actually not a bad show :) like barney says "if you're angry and you know it pound some clay!" and "if you're angry and you know it fold your arms!" hah, i might do it someday :) and today, and episode title was "happy birthday, barney" and there were pretty kewl songs like the "bobbity bob" one :D wow watching barney kindda makes me feel like im 5 again :) haw. and i guess its a good thing, eh. oh yeah and i've started playing maplestory. it's not bad la, except whacking snails &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; get pretty boring at times. hahah. especially when now im only on level 8!! and you've gotta whack like 8 times just to kill a red snail. and i hate those big mushrooms that jump around killing you with an enormous smile on their faces. tsk, so saddistic. heh. i wanna bribe people to give me more cash, then i can get some kewl clothes!! hahah. yup, thats about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone remember to watch &lt;strong&gt;barney and friends!!&lt;/strong&gt; weekdays, 230pm&lt;/span&gt;!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112973161693071499?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112973161693071499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112973161693071499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112973161693071499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112973161693071499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/barney-can-be-your-friend-too-if-you.html' title='barney can be your friend too if you just make believe him :D'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112951593304413124</id><published>2005-10-18T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:27:19.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally some freedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm really enjoying post exam life. hahah. it's like suddenly you've become free to do anything you want!! and actually it sorta feels strange not studying for a test and cramming stuff in till your brain's like half about to explode. me and &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; have been going out for three consecutive days!! hahah. friday was really really fun :) we went around bugis and got matching stuff, like envelopes and letter paper. and files. haw. oh and we got nightmare before christmas keychains!! from this turning machine at the electronic shop. hahah. and taking neoprints!! the machines there are super kewl! hee. we saw this couple like really passionately kissing in one if the booths and it was sooo disgusting. eww. and then at around 6 grace had to leave, and i met up with my jiang friends :) hahah. we took neoprints, AGAIN! 5 people squashing around in a booth :D then we went to pastamania for dinner :) the chicken cabonara thing was nice, except we got really sick after eating it for awhile. heh. and then we ran off for class. it was uber funny!! me, limei, jean, june and vaneh. we invented the peesai workout. HAHAH. it was really &lt;strong&gt;hilarious&lt;/strong&gt;. now limei says we shall be called the peesai clan! oh yeah, and the nj openday. the talk was okay, the emersion programmes sound really kewl! hah. then we were supposed to tour around to look at the CCAs. but it actually wasnt for us, and mainly the J1s that were coming in, so we got ignored quite a bit. hahah. i think OAC's pretty kewl, though. rockclimbling!! :D sunday was pretty fun :) me and grace went to orchard after church. it was raining! so we decided to go to borders for awhile.at wheelock place. oh yeah we went into crumpler. the bags there are really nice!! and then we got some magazines at borders and sat down at this cassette tape corner. after 10 minutes this hairy security guard man came and he was like :" no sitting here. you want to sit go to the main area there and sit." he was pointing to the left, so we went over there. it was supposed to be a reading corner for children, but practically everyone there was overaged. after awhile that hairy man came. AGAIN. and he said:" are you 12 and below? no? then you have to go to the adult section." so we moved. but the seats were all full, so we sat somewhere nearby. but no, that wasnt the end of it all. after 5 minutes we saw the SAME HAIRY MAN. he said:"no sitting here." that was it. me and grace left borders in the rain. and we took a cab back to her house. hahah grace was so funny she made us wait for a cab under a signboard. haw. we still got drenched! and i got mud all over the taxi. oops.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i guess i shouldnt be complaining too much about ytd's incident. afterall, it's not everyday that we get chased out of a bookstore 3 times in half an hour by a hairy security guard. maybe that's the thrill he gets from his job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112951593304413124?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112951593304413124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112951593304413124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112951593304413124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112951593304413124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally-some-freedom.html' title='finally some freedom!'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112925709388440701</id><published>2005-10-15T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:04:16.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are OVER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am blogging at home at 9:41. woa this is early. hahah. today we had our FINAL paper. dnt!! heh. it was only uh, half an hour. and i couldnt exactly remember any of the terms. honestly i think dnt's sorta tough. like you've gotta remember funny names like "urea formaldehyde" (which is a type of plastic i think) that are so long and dont actually make sense. haw. and it was so so wierd, me walking home ALONE. on the last day of exams, where in normal circumstances all 6 of us in the murugus'd be going out and stuff. i think things have really sorta changed huh. anyways, im waiting till 12, where i'd be meeting grace at clementi mrt. and then we'd be going to bugis!! but right now, i'll go play graffit online. it's super fun =D especially when you get to DRAW!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112925709388440701?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112925709388440701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112925709388440701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112925709388440701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112925709388440701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams-are-over.html' title='exams are OVER!!'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112918576162094870</id><published>2005-10-13T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:04:47.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tl's house again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello im posting at tl's house, again!! =D but this time im feeling much, much happier. hawhaw. limei, jean and tl are fooling around and taking stupid videos with tl's cam. just now we visited some people's friendster accounts and i've just realised there are some pretty scary people out there. like they slit their wrists and do really wierd things that just harm their body. imean its soo strange, doesnt it even hurt and stuff? ohwells. at least that'll be the last thing you'll ever catch me doing. haw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay the exams are like practically OVER!! =D i mean, mostly anyways. except for lousy dnt, that sorta matters, but yet noone's really bothering. heh. maybe i should, soon =) today's chinese paper was like uber, uber hard. especially the tian xie han zi thing.. i only managed to do like 2 of em :( chinese is basically, pretty useless aye. hahah, but the compre was kindda okay. and so was the cloze. i hope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STILL! there's just ONE more day!! before i'll be able to kick back and do whatever i want without feeling guilty and all that stuff. hee. im gonna be able to start writing postcards like crazy again. that kindda turns sihong off alot. he thinks its completely pointless. hah i think my partner's super funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh and today, we watched the sisterhood of the traveling pants again. it's still my bestest movie so far =) i like tibby, she's got an attitude!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hahah, and today we got our class jerseys. their really nice, except black's kindda dull. heh. mine reads "ESTELLY", and i think it sounds kewl. like estellytubby. haw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and tmr im going out with grace. YAAY!! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112918576162094870?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112918576162094870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112918576162094870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112918576162094870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112918576162094870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/tls-house-again.html' title='tl&apos;s house again'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112893022710867647</id><published>2005-10-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:05:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tl's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh hello. this is so nice the last time i posted was on september 11th, which is like a month ago. eeps. right now im at loiny's house. hahah. its quite fun =) we're supposed to be studying science, thats like tmr. yikez. tl's a science pro whereas im a science twerp. hehe. but its kewl cos you get to learn stuff. like how a fuse works. hee. i've just found out that the earth wire prevents u from getting electric shocks. thats kewl. and i wonder if you're supposed to use a male and female condom at the same time. haw. i guess i'll find out soon eh. yay know what the nj talk is like this saturday! im pretty looking forward bout it. and i cant wait for the exams to end!! main priority now!! and then im going out with my dear grace =D YAY. and then im gonna watch tim burton's corpse bride. and then im gonna start searching for one of those cute happyhouse bags with limhui. and then im gonna go for neoprint marathons with grace. heh. but for now, it's just cramming in information. GAHH. see you soon. with hopefully some good news, aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112893022710867647?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112893022710867647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112893022710867647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112893022710867647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112893022710867647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/10/tls-house.html' title='tl&apos;s house'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112650816819805945</id><published>2005-09-12T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:05:44.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>library post (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello everyone. ooh. guess where im blogging today. &lt;strong&gt;IN THE LIBRARY!!&lt;/strong&gt; oh yay :) anyways today has been a fairly boring day at school. assembly was on "how to chose your subject combination". and i was so so bored. hahah. the &lt;strong&gt;dhp&lt;/strong&gt; has really &lt;strong&gt;fantastic&lt;/strong&gt; programs man. like "china studies". which is, studying china. the &lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt; of chinese china. &lt;strong&gt;chinese. &lt;/strong&gt;oh how nice. and there's "bicultural studies" too, perfect for those budding translators. hahah but they'll soon face extinction, cos babelfish'll be like 10 times faster. heh. if you get what i mean. yeah but i guess there're some pretty cool stuff about it too, like the humanities and arts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;just now tl gave me the photos she helped to develop! they're pretty nice. hahah. i just realised that photos are alot better than neoprints!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and right now beside me, ham's desperately trying to help me set up a &lt;strong&gt;maplestory &lt;/strong&gt;account. hahah. thanks ham :) if i tell that to sihong, he'll be jumping for joy!! he's one big maple fan, man. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh and ytd at church, we (bernadine, limhui, serene and me) had &lt;strong&gt;mochi&lt;/strong&gt; again!!! and now, there're lotsa nice flavours!! like mint! and blueberry. wahahahs. so the four of us just sat on the steps and started eating. they taste real good! you're right lintong, we're undergoing the &lt;strong&gt;"mochi phase"&lt;/strong&gt;. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yes and this is so freaky, the end years are in like 3 weeks!! thats pretty fast huh. but then we'd be free!! yay! im looking forward to the next murugus outing. then we'd go to sakae sushi and ham'll start her sushi dunking game again :) hahah. cant wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh no, later there's &lt;strong&gt;track!! &lt;/strong&gt;but it's pretty good, cos it's the last training until the exams end!! and plus, no weight-lifting involved here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ow ham just slapped me on the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112650816819805945?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112650816819805945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112650816819805945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112650816819805945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112650816819805945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/09/library-post-3.html' title='library post (3)'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112635641997815643</id><published>2005-09-10T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:06:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello yay its saturday! :) and i've just finished my turkey ham sandwich from subway. hahah. the holidays have been pretty fun i think. heh i've been listening to the radio all week. oh oh have you heard &lt;strong&gt;the mutton song&lt;/strong&gt; by don and drew? i think it rocks!! hahah. yeah and i've just finished reading &lt;strong&gt;"im a believer"&lt;/strong&gt; by this jessica person. it's about this man whose girlfriend just died in a carcrash and she starts talking to him. heh. i think its pretty wierd. oh and i was reading revolve just now too, there was this question "why do you think girls are so superficial nowadays?" and the guy answered "cos they tend to forget that they are made in the image of god, and that is, beautiful." hahah. i think thats pretty cool! on thursday me and vaneh had lotsa fun we were like taking pictures using her digicam! and then we ran down to the photo shop and got them developed! and i think they look really nice!! hee. and on friday, me and ham went for track at ngee ann. heh i think its pretty good we went, mr siva was like: "i didnt expect to see the both of you.." hahah. but it was sooo tiring man! we did weights in the gym, and i think i pulled my arm muscle or sth cos now its hurting like crazy. hahah. but the weights were so heavy!! and then we had to do this long run around ngee ann. which was totally horrible cos my arms were aching so much. by the time the whole thing ended, i was super super tired, i went home to bathe. and guess what i realised i couldnt even lift the shower thing above my head!! hahah. oww. and in the evening me and my mum went for a haircut. but i dont think there's any effect at all cos i still look the same. hahah. yeah and then we went to bugis for awhile, looked at the earrings at &lt;strong&gt;six&lt;/strong&gt;. (you know, the brand with 6 dots.) gosh they're so so nice!! but not so when you look at the pricetag, so we just stood there for 20 minutes "ooh" and "aah"ing, and then we left. its pretty fun, though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yay, there's church tmr! which means, &lt;strong&gt;mochi &lt;/strong&gt;time!! hahah naw, it also means worshipping god :) oh but you know what last week me, ganann and limhui bought this whole box of mochi and it was really fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;heh, thats about it. i'd better start working on d n t! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112635641997815643?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112635641997815643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112635641997815643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112635641997815643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112635641997815643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/09/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112592983011127016</id><published>2005-09-05T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:32:04.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hello yay its the first day of the H O L I D A Y S!!! hahah, which means, &lt;strong&gt;SLACKING TIME&lt;/strong&gt;!!! hehs. actually not really la :D i managed to get some work done too! good job, estella :) hahahs. anyways the sermon ytd was really good!! its about how we all should all have &lt;strong&gt;beautiful feet&lt;/strong&gt;. not literally, but beautiful feet for GOD! just like duck. i wonder if his name's realyl spelt d-u-c-k. hahah. but yeah, like pastor samuel said: they dont care how much you know until they know how much you care :D i guess its all about reaching out, and just a little sacrifice on our part! and it'll really be worth it!! and i think i wanna be like duck, and have beautiful feet for christ!! and you know what? i think the sermon just made me wanna join interact club even more. hahah. really :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah and after church we went to jessica's house to make earrings. honestly i think i SUCK at it. hahah. really. i wanted to make this nice button bracelet, but i took like 10 minutes to thread the thing in, and 20 minutes to sew a button on. argh. it felt like home econs! and that's pretty scary. hehs. i ended up with a pair of earrings that were done by bernadine, lintong and auntie meehuan. oh actually, i helped to put in the purple bead :D and a button bracelet sewn on by auntie meehuan. oh oh, and this thing that &lt;strong&gt;looked&lt;/strong&gt; like a bracelet. obviously done by me. :) heh i vow i'll never be a tailor in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112592983011127016?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112592983011127016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112592983011127016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112592983011127016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112592983011127016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112564307352732300</id><published>2005-09-02T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:37:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>library post (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hello right now im posting in the library. MY SECOND POST so far since hannah stupidly &lt;strong&gt;deleted the other one&lt;/strong&gt;. hahah. anyways track's starting in like 10 minutes, but it that isnt really affecting us much la. hehs. oh wells lets see whats been going on so far, i havent blogged in ages!! oh oh on tuesday we went to get tl's present at bugis, it was pretty fun :D except the three of them (ham vaneh and bean) kept insisting we get this &lt;strong&gt;BOINKING&lt;/strong&gt; thing. which is actually this retarded looking PARROT, and his head wobbles if you hit it. i mean, how lame is that right. hahah. so i started whining, and in the end we got this garfield toy. SO MUCH better :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;teacher's day was okay lah, but i was feeling uber stoned. dunno why. hahah. i didnt even go back to henry park!! but it was kindda okay, cos i went &lt;strong&gt;blading&lt;/strong&gt; with yaya and deanna round the neighbourhood :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yesterday i went to this japenese restaurant, you know fiesta? the food's really good :D hahah i ate so much sashimi i felt sick. heh. and my family was going crazy taking cheesy photos. including my dad, he can be sooo funny at times. hahah. then after that there was this lucky spin thing, the highest prize was this $80 sushi voucher :) and my dad WON!! hahah, i was so happy i started screaming :D the girl didnt look too happy though. yay so cool, it just means more sushi!! uh today was a pretty good day in school. we were talking about bikinis and tl said she would get a transparent one wrapped in aluminium foil so you can barbeque on it. HAHAH. and hannah would get a black one. and vanessa would get a orange one. and me and jean would get diamond studded ones. so funny :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i think frizbee was really fun :) cos i think the game was invented just to make people look stupid. guffaws. hannah is SUCH a GREAT FRIZBEE PLAYER :D dont we all agree??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112564307352732300?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112564307352732300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112564307352732300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112564307352732300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112564307352732300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/09/library-post-2.html' title='library post (2)'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112504815476102983</id><published>2005-08-26T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:06:44.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again, on the same day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello. im typing out two posts a day, and thats amazingly rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahah. anyways this post is for hannah! aka ham :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways today after school the two of them came to my house, it was fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like we talked and all that stuff. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then ham called her mum, to ask if she got into njc la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its like she's been waiting for days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and then her mum said she didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aw. man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all i can say is, we were &lt;strong&gt;really really&lt;/strong&gt; upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its like all along, we thought ham'd get in. i thought she'd get in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dunman high's a good school!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yeah and anyways i think none of us could take it la, we started crying like babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its pretty funny, come to think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yes and then we just sat there for like 10 whole minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but then after that we calmed down, and talked about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think ham felt alot better :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thats really good!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im so thankful i've got such great friends like the both of them man :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dear ham, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dont feel so bad la! hahah. staying isnt really so bad okay :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the rest of the murugus'll be there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;in the same building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we'll still stay together, hang out and stuff man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i think we shouldnt just look at the bad side of the whole thing la. cos ultimately we know god has a plan for us: a plan for me, and he definitely has a great plan for you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its just that right now we dont see it that clearly. but he knows whats best for us yeah. and i think we'll prolly realise that soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if i werent leaving, we'd be able to continue slacking at track together, and i'll definitely be taking combi 5 as well!! hahah, we've got great similarities! and i dont think this will ever stand in the way yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;like god says in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jer 29:11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he has great plans for you, ham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cheer up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112504815476102983?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112504815476102983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112504815476102983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112504815476102983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112504815476102983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/again-on-same-day.html' title='again, on the same day'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112503038952686168</id><published>2005-08-26T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:26:29.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cme post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh hi this is so fun im posting during CME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahah we've come to the lousy computer lab to fill in some online survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;its pretty lame you know. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yah today was uber fun man :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;during recess the &lt;strong&gt;MURUGUS&lt;/strong&gt; ( me hannah tl vaneh bean and tricia ) were fooling around like IDIOTS, as usual. it all started when i poured a &lt;strong&gt;LITTLE&lt;/strong&gt; of my porridge into tricia's pineapple drink. and then everything started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cos vaneh and tricia started laughing and shaking their heads vigourously when tricia came to the table. and so she looked at her drink and realised that there were rice grains inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and she looked like she was about to start her hysterical screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ham was like: its NOT!! it still tastes GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and vaneh was like: it's ONLY BARLEY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahah. tricia obviously didnt believe us, and said she'd go check with the drink stall auntie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and so ham started screaming: &lt;strong&gt;EVACUATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and we started running. i was still holding the porridge bowl in my hand man, and the liquid started spilling out. eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and when tricia came back and saw no one at the table she started runnning after us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;me ham and tl hid behind a pillar and knocked down the brooms. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;finally tricia caught up with all of us and we were started laughing like mad hyenas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;HAHAH. so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and then on our way back i made tl pull out ham's rubberband and her hair started falling out. and then ham started pulling out my rubberband and &lt;strong&gt;gave the rubberband back to me.&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;then she demanded i give her back her rubberband and i said: no, unless she let me tie her hair. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i tied it up so fashionably man, fashionably high. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thats it. she looked like hong fei hong or some chinese emperor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;HAHAH. i love my friends man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112503038952686168?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12567708.post-112453958796744842</id><published>2005-08-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T20:06:27.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;this has to be my worsetest, cannot be worsetest week ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112453958796744842?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112453958796744842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112453958796744842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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"so nice right so nice right?" haha. aw man and ray boltz sings it with so much emotion :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;havent got over the fact i got in man. n j c ! ! yesterday night i just sat there stoned. and i was like "i really got in, right?" it's so amazing :) i wish i could transfer TOMMOROW. and wear the nice grey uniform :D heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;heh i've got messages for people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lydia:&lt;/strong&gt; let's go to the gelato shop everyday! hahah. i remember the last time we went there was last year's national day and ryan chan mali chan bought this gigantic scoop of mint chip. oh oh, and maybe if its too late i'll camp overnight at your house. HAHAH. kidding, lyd. oh yeah my cecilia ahern book was super nice too!! i'll pass it to you the next time yeahs. &lt;strong&gt;AND FOR GOODNESS REPLY MY LETTER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ham: &lt;/strong&gt;hannah teo you'll definitely get in!! dont worry for nuts. hahah. tell me when you get your results okay!! and then you'd owe me &lt;strong&gt;five thousand dollars :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlotte: &lt;/strong&gt;you starting school soon, aye? hahah. pray you'll fit in :) although i bet you will, link freak. oh yeah im thinking of taking out all my forgotten realm books and reading them again. i miss drizzt!! and &lt;strong&gt;pharaun&lt;/strong&gt;, wahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vaneh,ham,twee and bean:&lt;/strong&gt; thanks a bunch for cheering me up today! miss tan is so so scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112409568889776585?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12567708.post-112400572658089480</id><published>2005-08-14T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T15:48:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAY BOLTZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What If I Give All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray Boltz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He heard the preacher say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;A single dime can feed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;A hungry boy or girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;With nothing to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So he pulled a dollar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;from the pocket of his jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And he asked his mama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;how many will this feed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;She just smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; and when she told him ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He reached back in again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:What if I give all I have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will that gift do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My child a gift like that could change the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It could feed a multitude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He didn't close his eyes or turn away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can see him standing tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He saw the need and I can hear him say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What if I give all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Three birthday dollars could have bought a special toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But he reminds me of another little boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Who gave to Jesus a gift of fish and bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder if he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Repeat chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And long ago a father and a son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saw the children lost in sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you see the tears in Father's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;As Jesus says to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I give all I have &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will that gift do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Son that gift will change the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will free the multitudes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I give all I have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will that gift do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My child a gift like that can change the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It could feed a multitude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We cannot close our eyes and turn away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we hear His Spirit call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We see the need now let Him hear us say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I give all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I give all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112400572658089480?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112400572658089480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112400572658089480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112400572658089480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112400572658089480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/ray-boltz.html' title='RAY BOLTZ'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112398818174460558</id><published>2005-08-14T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T15:46:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NJC RESULTS TWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Aw man it still hasnt sunk in. I. am. a. njcian. &lt;strong&gt;I AM A NJCIAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh hello. I am estella ng, and I am from national junior college. Hehs, no im kidding. This is so so cool, &lt;strong&gt;I feel euphoric&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAH. The letter came yesterday, so fast right. Its like just a week after the interview. I GOT ACCEPTED. I GOT ACCEPTED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im SO SO HAPPY OKAY :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i've really gta thank god! it was never my own effort, but His. and i just know this wont ever be possible without him! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU, GOD! THANKS SO SO MUCH! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i just understood what it means to trust Him in all circumstances. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;best part is, all my friends got in too, like tl, june, weili, zestin, matthew and &lt;strong&gt;GRACE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112398818174460558?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112398818174460558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112398818174460558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112398818174460558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112398818174460558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/njc-results-two.html' title='NJC RESULTS TWO'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112398777687134611</id><published>2005-08-14T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T10:49:36.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NJC RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT INTO NJC! I GOT INTO NJC! I GOT INTO NJC!! I GOT INTO NJC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh I feel high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112398777687134611?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112398777687134611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112398777687134611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112398777687134611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112398777687134611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/njc-results.html' title='NJC RESULTS!'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112382854284385291</id><published>2005-08-12T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:35:42.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hello! today's a slacking friday man. reached home at 1 30, the earliest in a loong time. its so wierd, like i keep thinking its still tuesday. haha. i had a pretty boring &lt;strong&gt;national day&lt;/strong&gt;, apart from the fact that i went out with char on monday, oh yeah and shopping at bugis street!! the national day performance thing was pretty lame, i was the voice of ben ng who was supposed to act as a presidents scholar. he really looked like one you know, with the tie and nice shoes and all. hahaha. at least our class didnt flop too badly! :) its just cos we've got the SPIRIT! 2C!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah and after that me and char went to &lt;strong&gt;clementi&lt;/strong&gt;. decided to go there since she hasnt been there in her entire life. haha. it was pretty fun! we went to the bookshop and got cute stuff that were pretty cheap, oh and we got stuff for grace's present :D &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRACE!&lt;/strong&gt; although its kindda late now, huh. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bugis street is the nicest place on earth!! heh, to shop i mean. and there are soo many shops there selling the same things so you just have to pick the cheapest one. haha. plus its really cool shopping with my mum cos she's an excellent bargainer, the woman was so fed up she just gave in. which is quite a good thing, though :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh oh, you know the &lt;strong&gt;today in history &lt;/strong&gt;book that they gave for national day?? turn to may 14,&lt;strong&gt; I SHARE THE SAME&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY AS NJC!! &lt;/strong&gt;i think thats the coolest fact on earth :) haha and it kindda makes me wonder how anything like that can be so coincidental. haha. &lt;strong&gt;n a t i o n a l  j c !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyways, this was sth i read when i was doing qt ytd, and i think its really cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them,"&lt;strong&gt;Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;God belongs to such as these.&lt;/strong&gt;I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it." And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on themand blessed them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mark 10:13-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112382854284385291?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112382854284385291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112382854284385291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112382854284385291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112382854284385291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112349581908149809</id><published>2005-08-08T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:10:19.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112349581908149809?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112349581908149809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112349581908149809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112349581908149809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112349581908149809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-i-know-plans-i-have-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112349574894156631</id><published>2005-08-08T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:10:37.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh hi. haha. i still havent got over the nj interview yet man. seems like thats all i can talk about but oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;it turned out fine!! :) hahaha. and i've really gotta thank god about it, cos i could definitely, definitely sense his presence throughout! it's like there was this something leading me on, and telling me what to say. plus the questions were like sooo much easier than my other friends man. at least they asked me stuff that were answer-able, like what made me decided to help the kids at henry park, why i'd rather nj to dhp and why i joined track, blahblah. at the end they asked " if you were to come into njc, would you continue with your community work??" i said " of course." hee. the interviewers looked kindda scary, especially this indian man that sat there sulking the whole time. but they're actually really nice!! like after the interview, mr manon ( i think thats how its spelt.) came out and started joking with all of us. and he was like " you mean u'd reject us just cos of my look? dont worry, i'll change." hahaha :D the nj environment's really different! i could really feel this family- like atmosphere there cos the people are so uber nice. and the teachers really have this close bond with the students man. feels almost like henry park again!! and so i shall commit this whole interview to the hands of god, cos i know he has a great plan for me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;we sang this song in church ytd, and it really made sense, cos i'll trust him no matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;In the land that is plentiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where the streams of abundance flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;When I'm found in the desert place&lt;br /&gt;Though I walk through the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing you pour out,&lt;br /&gt;I turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;When the sun's shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;When the world's all as it should be&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;On the road marked with suffering&lt;br /&gt;Oh, There's pain in the offering&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing you pour out,I turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give and take away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give and take away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart will choose to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well Blessed be your name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112349574894156631?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112349574894156631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112349574894156631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112349574894156631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112349574894156631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112288331482888089</id><published>2005-08-01T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:01:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;heh, havent updated in a long time man. anyways yesterday was the last of &lt;strong&gt;youth alpha&lt;/strong&gt;, and we had a celebration at church. it was pretty fun, played some games and stuff. the deco looked really good, it had a ghetto theme! oh yeah i went back to help on friday ( i walked FOUR busstops! ) and it was really fun spray- painting the banners!! :D haha. and we had quite a good time playing with the babies in the cretche, they're SO SO CUTE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yikes the nj interview's THIS SATURDAY man, im freaking out. hahaha no la, i shall just kick back, and leave it all to god :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112288331482888089?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112288331482888089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112288331482888089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112288331482888089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112288331482888089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/08/hh.html' title='HH'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112246203625347859</id><published>2005-07-27T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T19:00:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEEHEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hellos. just looked at some interview questions. plus me and zestin have been testing each other online. i think im the &lt;strong&gt;kiasuest&lt;/strong&gt; person alive. heh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yahs, if i'll actually be able to get into nj, i'll join &lt;strong&gt;interact club&lt;/strong&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;we'll be able to go help out in the old folk's homes, and orphanages, man i'll love my CCA!! :D that'll really be the CCA i've always always wanted :) hee, to impact lives. and to make a difference!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;here's what i've got from the website:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The NJC Interact Club is a service-driven CCA. The club aims to foster leadership and responsible citizenship and promote international understanding and goodwill through service. The NJC Interact club is sponsored by the Rotary Club of Singapore West. The Club is organised into four main avenues of service: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club Service&lt;br /&gt;-Service to and within the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Community Service&lt;br /&gt;-Service to the school and to one's local community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Understanding&lt;br /&gt;-The development and maintenance of friendly and harmonious international relations in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funding&lt;br /&gt;-The programmes and activities undertaken to raise funds for the funding of all club activities. General meetings are held fortnightly and members volunteer their services for their schemes weekly. Our Activities:We organize and assist in the Community Service Day.We render assistance to external organisations. Eg. Weekly schemes, CIP activities.We assist in the hosting of guests for National Day.We facilitate the International Friendship Week Project.We organize the Conference for the New Generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Should Join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone with a passion to serve and make a difference in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;someone's life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shine, jesus shine :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112246203625347859?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112246203625347859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112246203625347859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112246203625347859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112246203625347859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/07/heehee.html' title='HEEHEE'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112218070645483557</id><published>2005-07-24T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T12:52:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nj personality test!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hello :) guess wot the &lt;strong&gt;NJ personality test&lt;/strong&gt; turned out okay!! haha although some of the questions were really nonsensical, like: HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF MURDERING SOMEONE? or: DO YOU TAKE DRUGS? but it was kindda fun doing all the questions though, except during that part i got pretty bored cos i had to keep circling &lt;strong&gt;false&lt;/strong&gt; like 60 times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha. oh yeah i was sitting right at the back of the auditorium, they were giving out the booklets and when it came to my row there werent enough. so the women went down to get somemore and the booklets were passed down. and when it finally reached me there werent any more. and i was like : &lt;strong&gt;OH NO!!&lt;/strong&gt; i looked around, but none of the self-centred people around me even tried to help, they just gave me that pitiful: oh no, you've got no booklet look. so i was like: estella, you've got to do this YOURSELF!! and i waved my hand like this mad person, trying to catch the eye of the lady in front. finally she saw me and she rolled her eyes and said: "girl, you can socialize later." then she looked away. and i felt super super OH NO. haha. i looked around again for some kind soul to help, but to no avail. so i pinched mself hard and started waving my hands and shouting: "I'VE GOT NO BOOKLET!!!" honestly i had to repeat myself like 6 times before that woman finally finally noticed this poor yellow girl waving her hands like an idiot. and she was like: "oh. sorry!" and she handed me my booklet. i almost kissed it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yeah i met my primary school friends like &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;emelyn&lt;/strong&gt; there, and em told me she almost circled &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; for the "have you thought of commiting suicide" question. crazy girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; :D heh but i really hope all of us get in together!! henry park kids are &lt;strong&gt;not losers&lt;/strong&gt;, unlike what ur fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;iend says, emelyn. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah and in the evening we had the last alpha session. it was kindda cool we learnt how to keep yourself away from the devil, cos he really lives and he isnt as simple as the cute red thing with the 2 horns. haha. and we broke up into our small groups for discussion, and it was really cool cos all of us shared on our experience during the camp :) and it was really encouraging to see how god touches people in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112218070645483557?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112218070645483557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112218070645483557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112218070645483557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112218070645483557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/07/nj-personality-test.html' title='nj personality test!'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12567708.post-112199469893851259</id><published>2005-07-23T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T10:52:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>library post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahaha im currently in the &lt;strong&gt;school library&lt;/strong&gt;. cos of the track duty thing, you know. the computers here are like &lt;strong&gt;ultra slow&lt;/strong&gt; and i took like 20 mins just to sign on. how nice. aw man today's the last day of the e learning, and i've just realised there' s homework i havent discovered. haha. so maybe i shall go see what i've missed. eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right i've just found out that ive got this lit review thing. we're supposed to comment on websites. and do a comic strip to promote the newater centre, thats actually pretty nice cos of the cool guide. haha. and 2 graphic organizers that are taking uber long to load. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;beside me mabel is looking for a blogskin. and ham's actually going onto the e learning website. thats cool, ham. haha. im currently using web messenger, although there's this big yellow sign above me that says &lt;strong&gt;no chatting on the internet&lt;/strong&gt;. well not like we're being &lt;strong&gt;silent&lt;/strong&gt; at all. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yeah i've been doing the book of &lt;strong&gt;matthew&lt;/strong&gt; for my quiet time. haha. i think it's kindda good. like it says not to judge others cos in the end you'll get judged. and u're supposed to pray for your enemies. and i think its kindda tough. but i shall try :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the personality test's TMR!! yikes. &lt;strong&gt;i shall calm my mind today&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12567708-112199469893851259?l=estellathefella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/feeds/112199469893851259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12567708&amp;postID=112199469893851259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112199469893851259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12567708/posts/default/112199469893851259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estellathefella.blogspot.com/2005/07/library-post.html' title='library post!'/><author><name>Estella</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
