<?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-5005168513032499040</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:11:01.471+08:00</updated><category term='im glad im not a siamese twin'/><category term='hermit crab'/><category term='happy life of caryn tay'/><category term='Told you I am not weird'/><category term='Ouch'/><category term='Replyyyy'/><category term='SOMEONE IS GROWING OLDER AND ALSO AHEM AHEM WISER'/><category term='I didn&apos;t mean to'/><category term='cook dinner'/><category term='depressingly happy'/><category term='CTMC&apos;s absence'/><category term='hee hee'/><category term=':)'/><category term='My lovely day'/><category term='Am i jealous?'/><category term='stupid ducks'/><category term='cute'/><category term='kurisumusu omodeto merry christmas joyeux noel shen dan jie kuai le selamat hari natal'/><category term='habbo is sucking my soul'/><category term='flob flash there i updated'/><category term='we rock you stone'/><category term='good luck mdebcmm'/><category term='I really must sleep early'/><category term='i hate ants'/><category term='Hi'/><category term='sunblock lotion'/><category term='My other lovely day'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='crap'/><category term='AISM'/><category term='fortune cookies'/><category term='I&apos;m weird'/><category term='flob flash flip'/><category term='crab'/><category term='gasp first post (its a tongue twister. dare you to say it ten times correctly)'/><category term='Bored'/><category term='pet'/><title type='text'>Weirdly Wonderful</title><subtitle type='html'>a boom boom bam bhaam boom enter if you're really happi cuz i am</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-7679181478694342994</id><published>2009-02-13T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:21:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post One, 2009</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a totally bimbotic post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, I can't believe that I'm blogging again! Hahahahahaha. Been reading through our posts and realized just how much I actually miss school. Went for Forensics today, we've got finalists/semi-finalists in EVERYTHING. No finalists for Duet Acting and debate is semis tomorrow morning. NAdeBCMW and DT made it to semis for DA! VNYQ made it to finals/semis for THREE events (Awesome!). I wasn't planning to go for finals tomorrow, but my plans got cancelled so I'm going! If you're reading this now, wear RED tomorrow! This is really a bimbotic post, almost everything has CAPS and !!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In college now, which is pretty cool. Doing pure science A-levels. I've got great classmates and fantastic lecturers, it's a really good semester. I'm joining the frisbee club and environmental science club, considering some others too at the moment. Maybe student council?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you superstitious? Check out the date. Happy early Valentine's day people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-7679181478694342994?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7679181478694342994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=7679181478694342994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7679181478694342994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7679181478694342994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-one-2009.html' title='Post One, 2009'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-3852717650844998290</id><published>2008-09-26T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:56:57.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we rock you stone'/><title type='text'>We still rock</title><content type='html'>Yo Mel, I think we can win the award for the most frequently updated blog! I mean, 8 posts in 2008 alone? Must be a new record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I really needed to talk about is the &lt;span style="position: relative;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inner Mongolia Yili Industrial Group Co., Ltd., &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one of the main main main offenders of the China milk scandal drama. I found this statement on their website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So far, Yili Group owns 200 quality livestock farms with over 2 million of superior-breed cows under its control, which makes further assurance for the supply of high-quality raw milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To strictly monitor the production process, Yili took the lead in creating the all-process, all-directional, and all-staff “Three-A ”quality management system. Meanwhile, Yili also took the lead in the production process to use the international advanced technology of UHT and aseptic filling, to ensure the products safe and healthy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;"..products safe and healthy," MY FOOT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homepage of the website is dedicated not to their products, but to the enormous amount of profit they gained throughout the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's all. Oh, I failed my maths extension, just thought you'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.CARYN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-3852717650844998290?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3852717650844998290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=3852717650844998290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/3852717650844998290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/3852717650844998290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-still-rock.html' title='We still rock'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5181942612960905995</id><published>2008-06-18T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:28:48.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im glad im not a siamese twin'/><title type='text'>Think your sister is a pain in the butt??</title><content type='html'>Meet the Hansel twins, the oldest living co-joined twins in the world! They turn 18 this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noseas.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/abigail_brittney_hensel_twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noseas.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/abigail_brittney_hensel_twins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They each control one side of their body, but they're able to coordinate so well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.citypages.com/blotter/abby_and_brittany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blogs.citypages.com/blotter/abby_and_brittany.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abc.net.au/tv/documentaries/images/joined_p_m566703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.abc.net.au/tv/documentaries/images/joined_p_m566703.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xenophilius.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/abigailbritanny01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xenophilius.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/abigailbritanny01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p class="story2"&gt;A set of twins who share the same body have celebrated their 18th birthday in the United States. Abigail and Brittany Hensel from Minnesota are the oldest conjoined twins in the world. The girls, who have two hearts, and two spinal chords, but share the same torso have lived their lives side by side.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="story2"&gt;The teens who enjoy swimming, playing the piano and recently got their drivers’ licenses said they had no intention of being separated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="story2"&gt;The girls have beaten the odds and doctors’ expectations to reach their milestone. It is believed there are only four sets of twins who share the same torso and have survived into adulthood. And they are on track to graduate from university, and hope to have a family of their own one day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="story2"&gt;“We want to be mums, but haven’t thought how it would work,” Abigail said. The girls passed their driving exams with two separate licenses and two separate tests. Abigail worked the pedals, and Brittany used the indicators and they both held the steering wheel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="story2"&gt;Their parents, nurse Patty, and carpenter Mike 48, decided not to have the twins separated at birth despite the risks. “From the first time we saw them we thought they were beautiful,” she told the Sunday Mirror. -&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2008/03/09/wtwins109.xml"&gt;telegraph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5181942612960905995?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5181942612960905995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5181942612960905995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5181942612960905995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5181942612960905995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/06/think-your-sister-is-pain-in-butt.html' title='Think your sister is a pain in the butt??'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6630197548038228364</id><published>2008-06-09T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:25:13.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE CRAZY NAIL!</title><content type='html'>MUAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toenail's falling off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6630197548038228364?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6630197548038228364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6630197548038228364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6630197548038228364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6630197548038228364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-crazy-nail.html' title='GOODBYE CRAZY NAIL!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6974292055833850827</id><published>2008-06-07T12:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:19:24.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays? What holidays?</title><content type='html'>I'm coming to the end of my mid year holidays. Just today and tomorrow left and then its back to school. Although of course, I've not actually stopped going to school -.-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macam biasalah, ELDS practices for this year's Golden Jubilee were held during the school holidays. We weren't the only ones there; ELDSjr, Malay dancers and the school band came back too to practice. The band have a competition on 11th June. They've been camping in school, in the new (air-conditioned) Art Gallery for the past week. They're really a disciplined lot, much more so than us laid-back ELDSers, walking in anytime between 7 and 11, when everyone's supposed to be in the hall by 8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was the Commemorative Book to think about. Third dummy done and STILL there's corrections. Its almost unbelievable, the amount of corrections there still are after we've all checked them over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday last week (30th June), I went for the MELTA spelling competition. Its a team event thing, the Senior team was made up of TSMA, MYW and I. The Junior team consisted of my sister, VNYL and LS. It was pretty simple, all you gotta do for the first three rounds is spell whatever word they throw at you (First round: Any word. Second and third rounds: Choose either topic, Science or Mathematics). The two teams with the highest marks at the end of the third round go through to the fourth round where you spell a word and then construct a sentence using that word. I cheated a bit there: My word was genre and the first sentence that came to mind was "I tried to explain to my friend was 'genre' meant." They accepted it! But then again, they accepted any sentence, even the ones that didn't make sense. Case in point: Some guy said "I like the silhouette of music." Huh? Anyway, both teams won! Each team took home RM500, making it a grand total of RM1000. Not sure how we're splitting the money with school, hopefully its RM100 for each participant and school gets RM400. I think that's pretty fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing I like about holidays is that I can devour any amount of books I lay my hands on. I practically bulldoze through books. I read: Stardust, Alex Rider: Snakehead (Got both these books from the Popular Bookfest last Saturday), The Nine Lives of Chloe King, a couple of Agatha Christie classics and some others which made good reading material but don't stick in your head. Light stuff, ya know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bookfest was really worth it. After reading the reviews on the net, JY, MH and I weren't really expecting much. But when we went there, WOW! The amount of books they had! And the prices of stationery! Normally, for correction tape refill, I pay about 6.90 for two pieces. There, JY and I split a box of ten refills which cost RM19.90. CHEAP RIGHT?!?! There was a Canon exhibition on at the same time, which Fahrenheit (Initial reaction: Who?) supposedly attended but when we left at 3 pm they still hadn't shown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's the King's birthday. Read: Public Holiday. Also Click Five at Gentings and Roxy Summer Splash at Sunway. My supposed homework day, but hahahahaha, haven't started on it yet. A lot of people's birthdays now, including: CTMC!!! CTMC woke up on 3rd June 2008 to find that she'd somehow turned 17 overnight. Rafael Nadal celebrated his birthday the same day by thrashing Nicolas Almagro at the French Open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's basically it for now. Ta then :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6974292055833850827?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6974292055833850827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6974292055833850827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6974292055833850827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6974292055833850827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-what-holidays.html' title='Holidays? What holidays?'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-4776688757090084822</id><published>2008-05-11T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:36:55.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Forwarded from a friend :-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It takes 150 trees to produce the amount of paper that we use in one exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Join us to save the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"SAY NO TO MID-YEAR EXAMS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-4776688757090084822?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4776688757090084822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=4776688757090084822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4776688757090084822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4776688757090084822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-845999598536115848</id><published>2008-05-11T15:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:36:34.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of birthdays and jogathons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8th May 2008 was my sister's birthday! I didn't buy her anything, rather I made a banner-esque thing that said HAPPY BIRTHDAY and baked cookies which spelled out HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY NAdeBCMM! Her friends sang Happy Birthday to her FIVE times in school, got her cake and all. Then about 10pm on FlyFM there was this shoutout "Assuntarians and Sri Amanians - You rock! Happy birthday NAdeBCMM!". My grandparents came for dinner and brought all kinds of fantastic food with them - birthday mee, roti jala, curry, chocolate cake and fruit salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today, I went for the World Asthma Day jogathon at 7.30am. Mummy registered me a little late so there weren't enough numbers for my brother, CC, her dad and I. Instead, we got numbers that said VIP :D My number was VIP (3). As we were wearing VIP numbers, we couldn't competitively, we were just running for fun. So I jogged the 5 km in my own sweet time, keeping pace with CC. Took 50 minutes to finish it. Big blisters on my big toes :( The winners of the boys' categories were all timing 17:00 minutes ++ while the girls times about 30:00 minutes ++. After the run, the officials gave me two food coupons so I had double the food portions. Then I dropped my running number into the lucky draw box. I made my brother hang around till lucky draw time at the end of the day. And my number was drawn! !!!!! Not often that I win lucky draws. Anyway, I got two free passes to watch Ironman at Gardens at 12.30 today. I didn't particularly want to go so I gave the tickets to my brother, who couldn't find anyone to go with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I should be studying, I'm in the middle of mid-year exams. Physics and Chemistry tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy Mothers' Day, all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-845999598536115848?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/845999598536115848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=845999598536115848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/845999598536115848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/845999598536115848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-birthdays-and-jogathons.html' title='Of birthdays and jogathons'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1027168329534321360</id><published>2008-04-12T14:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:06:20.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of mud, grit and speed</title><content type='html'>And so, that's it. My &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;final Sports Day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Just writing that sentence brings tears to my eyes)&lt;/span&gt;. No more running for Assunta House and screaming my lungs out for the marchers, cheerleaders and runners. No more shouting myself hoarse at runners whom I KNOW can do so much better.  And this is the worst-There may be no more hurdles for me. MSSD, MSSS and Sports Day are over and done with. Didn't make the grade for MSSM, which is at the end of this month. Even if we go for any of the other schools' Sports Days, which they've invited us for, it'll only be for 4x100m. We've been for MSSS relays before, which are nearer the end of the year, but it's still JUST RELAYS. My hurdles, my pet event for the past 7 years, I'll probably never do again. Maybe I'll go for some Opens or something &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Truly hope I can)&lt;/span&gt;, then I'll be reunited with those striped pieces of wood. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyway. Assunta House went to Sports Day today hoping to defeat Francis House, who have long been in the top half of Sports Day. Hermine's been leading almost all the way. We were only 22 points behind Francis, if we did well today, we'd rank second overall. Thus it was in high spirits that our deco team went to work, our marchers marched, our runners flew and our cheerleaders performed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;As usual, the day began with Negaraku and prayers, then the marching parade began. As this year's theme was Flora, all the house mascots were dressed as flowers. Assunta's JT from Form 2 was a hibiscus, SO of Hermine was a sunflower, and I couldn't quite catch what Clare's FL and Francis's NY were. The ones holding the "sepanduk" were in traditional garb, mainly cheongsams and sarees. As the procession went round the field, Sports Captain AA had to stop and wait a while as she'd been going too fast so not everyone had started when she reached the end of the field again. Then she started again, not realising Assunta Alumni had yet to start moving. But it went well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Then the running events started!! The hurdles were brought out and set up, only six to a lane instead of the normal ten, as many of the hurdles are spoilt from being thrown every-which-way into the store room. We weren't allowed to wear spike shoes for ANY of the events, even individual events like the 100m and 100m hurdles, which don't cross into other people's lanes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I thought this was incredibly stupid, sorry if I'm offending anyone but hello? We run SO MUCH BETTER IN SPIKE SHOES. The reasoning that we might "step on someone" or "borrow spike shoes from school and not wash/return them" just doesn't apply. We've NEVER been allowed to borrow from school for Sports Day anyway. And in the individual events, do you think we'd purposely cross into someone else's lane, disqualifying ourselves in the process, just to step on them? I think not)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; The start of the lanes was muddy as its been raining really heavily these past few days, so it was pretty slippery. I decided to dig holes in the ground to use as "starting blocks" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(which is why my nails are disgusting right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;. It helped a little. My event went well, I grabbed the gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Right after that was the 400m. I thought this would be the event to make or break my chances of being Best Athlete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(It was a 3 way race for Best Athlete-IR already had two golds, L had 2 golds and I was trying to get 3 individual golds today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; as IR and I were both in this event and both trying to get Best Athlete. I really gave my all in today's 400m. And-GOLD!!!!! I was exhausted, but proud of myself. People kept coming up to me to offer congratulations but I had to keep brushing them off as I couldn't talk properly or anything. I knew I should walk around and try to get my breath back for the next event, but it was SO difficult to even get up. I was alternately sitting and lying down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Band gave a short performance, giving me some time to catch my breath. Then, just as we were about to walk over to the tent to await the start of the 100m, I threw up. I just retched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Don't read the next few lines if you're squeamish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'd had marmalade and toast for breakfast, so it was all orange. Could see bits of my toast and marmalade coming out as well. It was mainly liquids, but it felt so good to have it all come out. At that moment in time, I really didn't want to run the 4x100m, I just wanted to go for my 100m, do it to the best of my ability &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Yeah, I'm selfish. I still wanted the Best Athlete award but wasn't too fussed about the team event)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; and be done with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So, I made my way over to the 100m start, still feeling a bit woozy but much better than before my throw-up. This was another make-or-break event. If L were first, the award was hers. If I got it, then it'd be mine. If either of us got second and someone else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(not one of us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;was first, then Best Athlete would be between the second-placed girl and IR. Once the P2 had started, we tried out our lanes. I had the same lane as earlier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(3rd lane, my favourite. I got this lane for 100m hurdles, 400m and 100m. 5th lane for 4x100m)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;but I still had to re-dig my "starting blocks". I got off to a poor start. L and ED started really well. They were head to head and it was difficult to tell who had won at the end. I couldn't catch up with them, landing in 3rd place, totally dashing my hopes of being Best Athlete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The next event was cheerleading. Juniors went first, followed by the Seniors. I didn't go watch as I was still trying to get over my tiredness. Miss T gave me a whole cupful of salt water to "regain energy". It was so salty!! Tasted like she'd mixed a whole bag of salt in the water. Judging by the cheers of the crowd and what friends said, I thought we'd done pretty well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The final event of the day, the decider of the P1 Best Athlete was the 4x100m. By this time, I'd recovered, so I went ahead with being 4th runner for Assunta. My team consisted of Jay, JY, JL and myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Yeah, I ran with all the Js)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;. Jay got off to a good start. We were in the outermost lane, so it was difficult to tell if she was actually in the lead or in front because of the curve. JY got the baton, then fell behind to 4th place. JL did an awesome job of getting us back to third, but by then it was too late. I ran against IR, L and T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(3 of us school runners)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and came in 3rd. Disappointing, but not as disappointing as if this had been the tie-breaker for Best Athlete for myself. Its my own fault for losing the 100m race. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Then it was prize-giving. For 100m P1, ED got the gold!! And then it was clear who had won Best Athlete, the tie-breaker being 4x100m. Didn't even have to wait for official announcement and I knew. For marching, Clare took home the trophy. Hermine took the trophy for Merentas Desa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;. Best House Decoration went to Francis. Best Mascot went to Hermine. All my Assunta life I've been under the impression that if you're first for Junior/Senior cheerleading, you can't be first in the other category. So when they announced the Juniors results, JY and I were going "gold gold gold gold". Clare was second and ASSUNTA WAS FIRST!!!! Then we waited impatiently for the Seniors results. Second......CLARE!!! We were going shoot, that means we didn't get it. But then! "Johan Cheerleading Senior tahun 2008 - ASSUNTA!!!" Everyone started cheering like crazy. 'Twas a grand day. Then the best athletes were announced. P3 - Can't remember. Heh. P2 - Thchn from Assunta!!! P1 - IR from Hermine!!! She'd got it based on the results of the 4x100m, in which her team was first. L's team was second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then, what we were waiting for - overall results. Clare - fourth. A tense moment as we waited for 3rd placing. We didn't beat Francis :( Francis second, and what was obvious from the start - Hermine first. AA went up to get the trophy and she was so overcome, she started crying. Made ME want to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All's well that ends well. We finished the day with the singing of the school song. A bit of cleaning up, then snacks in the canteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't say that I'm not disappointed in myself. I am - I was aiming for Best Athlete so much. Its my last year and I really wanted to go out with a big bang. But I am proud of myself - for putting the effort in, for getting the gold for hurdles, and especially for beating IR in the 400m. That medal really means a lot now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post up photos and videos once I've uploaded them. Tata :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1027168329534321360?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1027168329534321360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1027168329534321360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1027168329534321360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1027168329534321360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-mud-grit-and-speed.html' title='Of mud, grit and speed'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-4826263057521044380</id><published>2008-01-08T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:24:12.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOMEONE IS GROWING OLDER AND ALSO AHEM AHEM WISER'/><title type='text'>SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION TO WHOEVER WHO IS READING THIS BLOG AND ALSO TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT READING THIS BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ERY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;MPORTANT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;AY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;17 YEARS AGO (WOW.. SEVENTEEN!!) OR WAIT, 17 YEARS AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 MONTHS&lt;/span&gt; AGO, IN A DARK AND CREEPY PLACE, A ZYGOTE OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT WAS CREATED! THIS WAS NO ORDINARY ZYGOTE; IT WAS A CLUSTER OF VERY DANGEROUS CELLS THAT GREW AND FLOURISHED AND SOON BECAME WHAT WE NOW KNOW AS.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;M D B C M M !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LEARN BIO???? AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM ACTUALLY TRYING TO SAY IS ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TS MELISSA'S &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; TOMORROW!! THE CO-FOUNDER AND CO-WRITER AND HALF THE BRAINS BEHIND THIS BLOG IS CELEBRATING HER 17TH BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BLESSED AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; OK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M YELLING ALL THIS CAUSE I AM QUITE UNABLE TO CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT AT HOW YOU ARE GROWING SO OLD AND ANCIENT WHILE I REMAIN YOUNG&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SWEET &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ADORABLE FOREVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERSSS~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-4826263057521044380?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4826263057521044380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=4826263057521044380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4826263057521044380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4826263057521044380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2008/01/special-day.html' title='SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5775426587105476724</id><published>2007-12-15T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T12:09:34.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>66th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Greetings from the land of Caryn's now-not-haunted-condo. Christmas partaaay last night. Bling bling bling it on! Purple dragons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My nails are growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do your nails grow too? I have to cut mine every week, if not they're too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I haven't cut my nails in 3 weeks!!!! I FEEL LIKE EATING CHEESY CRABS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pancakes. And chocolate sauce. Lara Cameron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I LOOOOOOOOOOOVE THAT STORY!!!! ONE DAY I WILL BE FAMOUS AND YOU WILL SEE MY NAME ON EVERY BUILDING IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No clothes. Hahahahaha. No toothbrush. Forgot I was staying over. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;She FORGOT. FORGOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No one ever forgets that they're staying over at someone's haunted condo!! And yeah, my condo WAS haunted. I heard a ghost opening and closing doors at 2-16am on Friday, and I had this eerie feeling that something wasn't right. SCARY RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Haunted by the ghosts of the past. Nail polish remover. Karaoke. Sushi. Tomorrow, the 16th, is Melisa, Wei-Ming and Josh's "Sweet sixteen". They're not triplets, btw. Just happen to be three people I go/used to go to school with who were all born on the same day. What do you get someone who has everything already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NOT ONLY ARE MY NAILS GROWING, THEY ARE PEELING!!!!!!!!! I know what to get her! Get her a pet!! Hermit crabs are SO in! Or maybe a hamster, or a goldfish!!!!! She might need companionship!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, right. Broke :( Christmas in 2 weeks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Caryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5005168513032499040-5775426587105476724?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5775426587105476724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5775426587105476724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5775426587105476724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5775426587105476724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/12/66th-post.html' title='66th post'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5471578267208400995</id><published>2007-11-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:16:09.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook dinner'/><title type='text'>Dinner</title><content type='html'>Guess who cooked dinner tonight?!?! That's right, ME! And no, it wasn't maggi mee or macaroni and cheese or boiled egg. Hmph. You people have no belief in my cooking skills. Okay, so I had (a lot) of help from my dad and my maid, Yuli. Oh, and Jamie Oliver, the guy who inspired the recipe. The original recipe was for "Roast Loin of Pork with Peaches".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Megamall to buy the ingredients. We had to go to four, FOUR different places and NONE OF THEM had the piece of meat we were looking for, which was basically a roll of meat around the ribs. They either had &lt;br /&gt;a) just the ribs, no roll&lt;br /&gt;b) just the roll, in slices&lt;br /&gt;c) the piece we wanted, but cooked&lt;br /&gt;d) no non-halal meat at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we settled for pork knuckle. Not the ideal piece, but it still turned out AWESOME. Recipe called for peaches, parsnips, potatoes, artichokes and celeriac but we changed it to peaches, pumpkin, parsnips and big white onion. What you're basically supposed to do is cut the meat around the bone and stuff peaches into the hole that you'd created, then cover it up with butter. I'd filled that knuckle till it was OVERFLOWING. Peaches, butter, everything was squashed inside. So I mean, hello, I expect to see peaches in the meat when I finally open it up right? Nope. I think they all shrivelled up and died inside the roaster. Anyway, they contributed flavour to the meat. You know how sometimes, when you have roast pork, the meat is a bit tough and the crackling's unchewable? Well, this one was just perfect. Seriously (Head not kembang-ing, just telling the truth). Omigosh, it was be-yeu-tee-ful. The pumpkins and onions went really well with the pork. The parsnips on the other hand were a bit overdone. Expensive too. Not using them the next time I do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about me or any of my own immediate family cooking is that we tend to leave the cooking a little late, so we end up eating really late. CTMC's bugged me about this before, telling me it's unhealthy to eat so late, just before you sleep, bla bla bla. But who cares? It was well worth waiting for today. Ate at 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no pictures, it was eaten too fast ;-) More posts the next time I cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5471578267208400995?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5471578267208400995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5471578267208400995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5471578267208400995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5471578267208400995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/11/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6926662260742395376</id><published>2007-11-16T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:57:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten things about flu</title><content type='html'>1. You can't breathe through your nose. Thus, you have to breathe through your mouth when chewing food or brushing your teeth, increasing the chances of food or toothpaste going down the wrong pipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You can disgust people by telling them about the colour of your mucus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Everything tastes the same. Good for when eating food you dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You have no sense of smell. Useful when going past rubbish dumps or public toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ears keep getting blocked when you clear your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You feel lethargic and your body aches. Bed's the best place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Everyone avoids you for fear of catching the bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Flu is a bug that gets passed from person to person. So you could have the same bug that hit Freddie Mercury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Mentos is good for keeping those airways open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your speech deteriorates into "Hi, I hab de fwoo. I cadt spea pohpely."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6926662260742395376?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6926662260742395376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6926662260742395376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6926662260742395376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6926662260742395376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/11/ten-things-about-flu.html' title='Ten things about flu'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6410367484377022030</id><published>2007-11-13T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:29:58.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of spilt food and leaky taps.</title><content type='html'>My cousins have been round to visit. From the UK and from Penang. Not all, but enough to make me happy :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Penang cousins, my sister, aunty and I went to Cosmo's World. Went on the rollercoaster 4 times, and posed for the hidden camera each time. McDonalds for lunch, my sister went to refill the ketchup saucer. She absent-mindedly pushed the refill thing and instead of filling the sauer, she filled her hand with tomato ketchup. Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we had chicken stew for dinner. My cousin sat down at the table, took some stew and poured it into his rice. Only problem was, there WASN'T a plate in front of him. He'd just poured stew all over his place mat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is blur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up yesterday with a scratchy throat. Soon, it developed into a full blown cold, complete with total body ache and constant nose drip. Sitting in front of the TV: Drip, wipe, drip, wipe, drip, wipe. Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6410367484377022030?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6410367484377022030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6410367484377022030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6410367484377022030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6410367484377022030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/11/of-spilt-food-and-leaky-taps.html' title='Of spilt food and leaky taps.'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-7858392739176997902</id><published>2007-10-16T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:26:55.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>Hello all humanoids out there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from MdeBCMM. It's holiday time! Poor CTMC goes back to school tomorrow but I have the WHOOOOOLLEEEE of this week off due to Raya. So Selamat Hari Raya to all! Lots of open houses to go to this Raya. Neighbour, uncle, friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what have I done these holidays? I'm taking them as total relaxation-no need to worry about anything at all. Just pure bliss. Whatever I want to do goes. So I decided to clean out my drawers. Now the drawers are clean and my floor's a mess. NAdeBCMW and I were playing with candles and waz today. Made our own littlr tea candles. I have one that looks like Isengard! Now THAT one is cool. Also made multi-coloured ones by layering the wax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, last weekend was just so gooood. Its been so long since I had a totally free weekend. No taekwondo and no piano, plus no school/olahraga/interact/whatever to do. Just wallowed in my own laziness and watched TV like a pro couch potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there was this huge thunderstorm. TV's blown :( Computer still works though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this shop. You want really really cheap books check out the pay less bookshop on the 3rd floor of amcorp mall. The books are practically half price and they are not hand me downs or "rejected" books! They're books you and I would actually normally buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck momentarily, so I'll sign off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-7858392739176997902?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7858392739176997902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=7858392739176997902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7858392739176997902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7858392739176997902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-3979868217548543270</id><published>2007-10-08T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:58:09.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flob flash there i updated'/><title type='text'>LALALA</title><content type='html'>Meett FLOOOBBBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="338"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=66472456" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" flashvars="id=66472456" height="338"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/66472456/"&gt;The Happy Escapades of Flob&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://sodamay.deviantart.com/"&gt;sodaMay&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-caarynnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's Flob? MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-3979868217548543270?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3979868217548543270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=3979868217548543270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/3979868217548543270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/3979868217548543270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/10/lalala_08.html' title='LALALA'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6775935299566242855</id><published>2007-10-08T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T11:57:04.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flob flash flip'/><title type='text'>LALALA</title><content type='html'>Meett FLOOOBBBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=66472456" height="610"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/66472456/"&gt;The Happy Escapades of Flob&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a  href="http://sodamay.deviantart.com/"&gt;sodaMay&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-caarynnnn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6775935299566242855?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6775935299566242855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6775935299566242855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6775935299566242855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6775935299566242855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/10/lalala.html' title='LALALA'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-9075229342231489243</id><published>2007-07-24T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:18:14.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I really must sleep early'/><title type='text'>I must sleep early.</title><content type='html'>Today was the fiiiiiiirst day of school. The hardest part was waking up, I had to hit the snooze button 3 times. Got on the bus, first thing everyone said was :OOOOO WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR YOU CUT IT SHORT!!! Niiice greeting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept through the entire journey, or at least tried to. I was feeling too depressed cuz i was in a bus on the way to school instead of staying at home cuddling in my warm warm soft soft bed with the computer less than 5 metres away from me.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at school.. WOW WE GOT A NEW CANTEEN THINGY!!! Said hey hey hi hi to everyone, nothing too exciting. First period was PE, just great. Second was assembly. Met the new girl, Carmen who seemed really nice. :) Recess, BM, Lunch, math, science and school was overr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. first day was okay. Feels good to be back in school, feels good to have my life back on track. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I CAME UP WITH A THEORY ABOUT HOW WE CAN WAKE UP LATE EVEN ON SCHOOL DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;You see, every single day of our lives, we complain about how we have to wake up so early every weekday. We love weekends cause we can waste the entire morning away just sleeping. SO, our idea of waking up late/ sleeping in is sleeping through the entire morning and only waking up at about 10/11am. So if we can shift our weekend waking-up time to 5am (which means we would naturally wake up at 5am), then we will have like.. an hour and a half of extra sleep on weekdays!!! Don't get it??? its like shifting our sleeping hours earlier, so we don't complain about having to wake up early, cause we're not waking up early, cause 6.30 am is not early, cause we usually wake up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;You get???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing you don't. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ctmc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-9075229342231489243?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9075229342231489243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=9075229342231489243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9075229342231489243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9075229342231489243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-must-sleep-early.html' title='I must sleep early.'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6952944522825911166</id><published>2007-07-22T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:57:17.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Scribblings</title><content type='html'>Why why why habbo? its a hopelessly addictive game that ppl lose interest in after a month or so. so to my random scribblings-aerobicthon in school yesterday. Held to raise money for the new Art Block. My class made RM1300++. We had a haunted house, people came out CRYING. Yes, we were THAT scary. I have an awesome picture of myself somewhere but I can't upload it because I've gone and spoilt my memory card reader. *Shock, horror* Been campaigning all of last week. Hasn't totally sunk in yet, but you are staring at the scribblings of Assistant Head Girl 07/08. And please change the background, black is just MORBID. Tests next week, my Sejarah last week was just hopeless, its a lost cause as I hadn't read a SINGLE THING before sitting for the test. So yeah. 07/07/07 was Interact Club of Assunta's installation. Not bad, for an installation. The next day was the Chicken Run. Ran around with an egg in an ice cream cone, then enjoyed myself at the theme park (the event was held at Desa Water Theme Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6952944522825911166?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6952944522825911166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6952944522825911166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6952944522825911166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6952944522825911166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-scribblings.html' title='Random Scribblings'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-8536822919452007066</id><published>2007-07-16T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:58:56.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habbo is sucking my soul'/><title type='text'>Habbo is killing me</title><content type='html'>HELP!!!!!!!!!! I am addicted to HABBO agaaaaainnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is terrible!&lt;br /&gt;I just bought 3 months of HC&lt;br /&gt;Its ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is, I feel so happy when I'm playing it.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.habbo.com/"&gt;Habbo US&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-8536822919452007066?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8536822919452007066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=8536822919452007066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8536822919452007066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8536822919452007066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/07/habbo-is-killing-me.html' title='Habbo is killing me'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-4032792479230903570</id><published>2007-07-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:17:10.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning-LOOONG post ahead!</title><content type='html'>Another "make you happy" post &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll start off with Lit Night. The English Literary and Debating Society of SMK Assunta held its Annual Literary Night concert on 22nd June 2007. This year, it was themed "MIRRORS". After a month of intensive practices and dragging ourselves out of bed every morning during the school mid year break, it was a great success!! We were so worried, I tell you. NOBODY was buying tickets. Then suddenly, on Thursday, the day before the concert, EVERYBODY wants tickets and are trying all sorts of dirty tricks to coax people into selling them tickets as the tickets were sold out by 8 am on Thursday morning. Anyway, the night kicked off a little off schedule (about 15 mins off) as the spot light had "attitude problems" and wouldn't work. Somehow, the AV team worked some magic and brought it out of its sulking :D The night started with the opening act, Carnivale, an explosion of colours and splendour. Loosely based on a circus, it represented all of us, Lit Night cast and crew, working together in tandem to achieve this night. In this production, I was a bumbling magician. Tried to pull rabbits out of my hat, but only after multiple tries did the rabbit appear. Then, I attempted to make my assistant disappear. I pulled the magic covers over her, counted to three and voila!! Then I looked at her properly and realised she was still there. Ran off the stage in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was followed by Poetic Mirrors. It was a collection of poetry recitals by people mirroring each other. Then, it was Mirror, Mirror, a play by Singaporean playwright Verena Tay, co-directed by JY and I. It's basically a story about an anorexic/bulimic girl, whose mirror image is constantly pressuring her to lose weight. (I think you guys were awesome, all 6 of you!). Instrumental Fusion wowed the crowd off its feet. Featuring six violinists and two singers, they performed "Reflection" (The song from Mulan) and Can Can. The fifth performance of the night was a solo act by MJ, "French Toast", written by Brian Heath. This was an act that made it to the finals of the ISKL South East Asian Forensics solo acting finals. "The Birthday of the Infanta", the classic story of a Spanish princess (A real spoilt brat) and an ugly hunchback, the Fantastic, made everyone sit up with its elaborate costumes, acting and music. (Btw, Infanta, remember this? I am a real Princess and the daughter of the king of SPIN! Whoever dares disobey me will be BEHIT!! Lol. For the uninitiated, it's Spain and beheaded, not Spin and behit). Our own comic rendition of Medusa had the crowd in stitches (A great script, S :D). Medusa was planning her own stylish death and Perseus, a fool really, helps her do it. A dance number by three very talented dancers to Gloria Estefan's "Rhythm's Gonna Get You" was deeply appreciated by the audience. Then, it was the Disney edition of Snow White, albeit in musical form. As the storyteller of this musical, I was dressed from head to toe in PINK by my teachers (I know, I know, I can already see you saying, PINK?! PINK?!?!). Awesome costumes and acting-great job RYPY! The last performance of the night was the Finale - the singing of LOVE by all the cast and crew. This was followed by the president's speech, thank you presents to our wonderful teacher advisors, and the singing of the school song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After locking up, it was time for the traditional visit to A&amp;Ws. This is a part of Lit Night that has been around for as long as I can remember. We stuffed ourselves with rootbeer and onion rings and met up with friends, both old and new who came to support our concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I only fell asleep at 2 something. JY stayed over as her mum didn't want to pick her up so late. The next morning, a SATURDAY morning, was a school day. Thank goodness I didn't have to go. (I missed the clean up. Sorry, guys!) AN, TW and I went all the way to NILAI for the INTI I-Challenge competition, a series of challenging games. Won't elaborate too much on them, but one of the games was plunging your head into icy cold water and fishing out an apple, an egg and a balloon. My nose froze. Brrrrr. The balloon refused to be caught, you sorta had to chase it round and round the basin, while the egg was at the bottom of the basin, right next to the side, so I gnawed off some of the edges of the basin, XD There was a game involving frogs (they were tiny. Like, one inch long), one involving swimming and one involving balancing trays of water in your left hand over an obstacle course. We did sorta okay for this, we enjoyed ourselves anyway, but didn't advance to the finals which is a singing, acting, dancing competition in August in Subang Parade. Met up with a friend from USJ 12 there, his team made it through to the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's June. Now for July's update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library Week two weeks ago. Academic Week last week. My Editor-In-Chief has been bugging me about class photos, class photo divider and FoA, and I in turn have been bugging the Arts and Graphics girl about them. They're STILL not done. The first one or two attempts have been rejected, so now someone else is doing the layout. I was in interclass debate last week. The motion was "Handphones should be allowed in school". Even with our weak points, we sounded so convincing we made it through to Finals :D The second motion was "Advertisements have negative influence on the society". We honestly thought we'd lost this round, the Opposition was so GOOD. Yet we somehow managed to beat them, emerging as champions of the Form Four debate :D There were lots of competitions last week besides debate, like drama, oral interpretation, forum, public speaking, science corner, etc. This week is Sports Week. Netball, chess, ping pong, badminton and handball are just some of the activities lined up for the week. Played netball yesterday and had a lot of fun, couldn't even catch the ball properly. I haven't played properly since Form One! We're through to finals. Aerobicthon next week. School's annual "Try to raise money for a new block" project. Then, exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be so busy next year. ELDS. Prefect. Interact. Rangers. Assunta. Olahraga. Editorial. Posts in at least three of these things. And then there's SPM to think about as well. Need. To. Learn. To. Say. No. NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, have to stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-4032792479230903570?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4032792479230903570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=4032792479230903570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4032792479230903570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4032792479230903570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/07/warning-looong-post-ahead.html' title='Warning-LOOONG post ahead!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1857485332249075479</id><published>2007-07-01T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:42:38.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to make you happy.</title><content type='html'>And so, I'm blogging again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was Literary Night. A great night of performances. But I don't have time to talk about it at the moment, once I'm free enough to sit here and type, I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1857485332249075479?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1857485332249075479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1857485332249075479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1857485332249075479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1857485332249075479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-to-make-you-happy.html' title='Just to make you happy.'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2986605190416475527</id><published>2007-07-01T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:58:45.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>cuti sekolah</title><content type='html'>Things have been sorta dead here for the past 2 weeks so I'm here to brighten things uppp!! Wheeee!! My holidays have officially begun!! 3 weeeeks!! Wheeee!! So many things to do, so little tiime! And I can finally catch up on my sleep!! I slept the entire afternoon yesterday!! And I can watch Wimbledon!! And I'm going to Taiwan!!! With zheeeng!!! And I might be having a jumble sale with meeelll!!! And guess what!!! I have homework to do too!! Wheeee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh brb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2986605190416475527?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2986605190416475527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2986605190416475527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2986605190416475527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2986605190416475527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-have-been-sorta-dead-here-for.html' title='cuti sekolah'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-3777541562138750976</id><published>2007-06-13T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:11:58.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy life of caryn tay'/><title type='text'>HELOOOO!!</title><content type='html'>Hi hi hi hi hi hi I haven't been posting for a looong long long long time!! Hee hee!! Anyways, life is gooooood :) I'm in school trying to complete my IST project. Ooh its my 52nd post :D  52 is a goood number- it is a multiple of 1,2,7,8 and some other numbers i don't really care but yeah!!! Yay ummm. Lots of projects and stuff to do.. I've just had my sports day last friday.. it was torture!! at least i came in third for the 800m event!!! (out of 3 ppl) Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like being addicted to something? I think its funnn :) Not all addictions are good, but mine are! I'm addicted to CHEEESECAKES, PEACH CAKE, BUNNY GAME! (Link can be found below), CUTE THINGS, RIBENA, S'MOREs FLAVOURED POPTARTS, MUSIC, BLOOGGGING, BRB gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K back. Its exactly 6.00pm. Do you like 6pm? It feels like a time where we should be outside doing something.. running.. jumping.. flying.. something.. anything. Instead I'm lazing in front of the computer drinking peach flavoured green tea and munching on gingerbread thins. Bahhhhh. Today was uneventful. Two people from Blue Mountain Hotel School in Aus came over to talk to us about the hospitality and tourism business. The speaker was an old retired hotel(s) manager who was originally from Switzerland SWITZERLAND SWIIIIITZERLAND!!!!! Roger Federer is from SWITZERLADN!JJE!KFJLKDSFJD AND HE LOST!!!! :( STUPID NADAL GAHHHHH PFFT BAHHH BAHHH ABASHDSDJKSJFLKJDFLJFDJ!J@((*RE#*(&amp;$)(&amp;#$*&amp;@!( ANYWAY,the talk was interesting, but I don't think I want to be a hotel manager or a chef or a human resource manager or a butler or a head waitress.. I want to be a.... hrmmmm....... i dunno. A psychiatrist maybe.. But I'll get so depressed hypnotising mad people and listening to their endless problems.. I wonder what/who/where we'll be in 10 years.. Hee hee!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have a machine which makes decisions for me. I'll ask it a question and it'll answer yes/no. "Should I buy that adorable peach cake?" "Yes." "Should I wash my hair now?" "No." "Should I buy a new hermit crab to replace the three that died?" "NO." It would be so easy to make decisions, and our brains will disintegrate into mush. Yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't "!" such an adorably cute symbol? "?" too. The person(s) who created them must have been a genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__,d88b.d88b,_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;__88888888888_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;__`Y8888888Y'______________CTMC_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;____`Y888Y'__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;______`Y'___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P.S. BUNNY GAME --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR BUNNY GAME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-3777541562138750976?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3777541562138750976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=3777541562138750976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/3777541562138750976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/3777541562138750976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/06/heloooo.html' title='HELOOOO!!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2429403383226988369</id><published>2007-06-11T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:54:12.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>51st Post!</title><content type='html'>(Incidentally, 51 is the number of gold medals Petaling bagged at MSSS athletics this year. Its our last year together! D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Federer lost! Muahahahhahahahha!!!!! CTMC is devastated that Caveman beat her beloved Fed-Ex. But the chances were that he was going to lose anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school today. The usual hectic run around school AND THERE WAS NO ELECTRICITY IN MY CLASS!!! So I run halfway round the school and come back to class expecting a nice cool breeze from the fan BUT THE FAN CANNOT BE SWITCHED ON!!!! ARRRRRGGGHHHHHH. Whole day was dang hot. Had to clean up the hall as we used it during the school holidays and it was in a mess and the afternoon session had to use it for assembly. Managed to clean it up in time and got back to class for Maths, eagerly (for me) and uneagerly (my friend sitting in front of me) waiting for our exam papers back. I cannot believe my Maths marks!! Not something I would normally get. Was in a sort of limbo of emotions, torn between stressed and happy because of the Sunway project and exam papers. Also got back BM and Moral today. Both were much better than before. BM wasn't the best it could be, but it was a whole lot better than the first term exams. Tomorrow we get back all our Science papers (Chem, Bio, Physics. And Add Maths too). *Choke, gasp, we're all gonna die tomorrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back again for Lit Night practice, it wasn't great. Two cast members were mising, we had to show some ex-students and the cast members who WERE there didn't do their normal awesome roles. It was very flat and BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway project in two days. *Keeps fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2429403383226988369?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2429403383226988369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2429403383226988369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2429403383226988369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2429403383226988369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/06/51st-post.html' title='51st Post!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5133989654051954670</id><published>2007-06-06T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:22:07.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Post!</title><content type='html'>Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we have reached our 50th post. Funny, it seems to have taken us a lot longer than I expected it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life's been as hectic as usual. I have no idea why I can't be like anyone else in the sane world and keep myself free doing absolutely NOTHING during the school holidays. No, I have to go join a club that requires me to go to school every Monday to Friday during the school break to practise for our annual Literary Night concert. Seeing all the effort we've put into this concert, you should come too! Its going to be held in Sister Enda Hall, SMK Assunta PJ on 22nd June 2007. It starts at 7.30pm. Let me know if you want tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Lit Night, there's lotsa homework, including 3 chapters of history notes. Which I have been neglecting to do over the last 6 weeks. Plus moral. And Physics. And oh, did I mention the weekly piano and taekwondo classes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out to seafood dinner twice in 2 days. On Sunday (Crabs in cheese) and on Monday (Butter crabs, curry crabs, frogs, lobster noodles.) CTMC's 16th birthday bash on Saturday where I managed to smash cake into her face. My friend's ballet recital on Friday night which was awesomely awesome. Won two of the lucky draw prizes! Bought 5 tickets, two hit the jackpot. One was the 15th prize, a stay in BTS (why anyone who lives in KL would want to stay there, I have absolutely no idea) and the 3rd prize, a stay in Cameron Highlands and a bagful of perfumey stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to figure out how to do the pen trick Uncle Adeno showed us. It went flippety flip flip and it was behind his palm. Flippety flip flip and its in front again! The rubber band trick too. I know CTMC's card triiiick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love, &lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5133989654051954670?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5133989654051954670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5133989654051954670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5133989654051954670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5133989654051954670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/06/50th-post.html' title='50th Post!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2908548562379503028</id><published>2007-05-19T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:54:56.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate ants'/><title type='text'>Exams overr</title><content type='html'>I never knew stress till last week.. I never knew anyone in school could be stressed at all. But last week was EXAM WEEK!! Half the people in my year were either sick or having migraines from the stress.. I couldn't see a happy face for miles.. I think I was the only happy one there.. But since everyone was sad, I became sad too! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams.. Didn't really study so I felt doomed and panicky every morning and I'll be doing last last last minute studying. Anyways its overr!! And I'm free again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG yesterday I splurged on candy and today the ants attacked them!!!!!!! NoOOOOooo.... i hate ants.. they.. are.. EVIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2908548562379503028?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2908548562379503028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2908548562379503028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2908548562379503028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2908548562379503028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/05/exams-overr.html' title='Exams overr'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2090634420031318730</id><published>2007-05-19T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:18:47.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullies</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, while I was reading the papers, I came across this bit of news. A teenage boy, he's 18 now, he'd been bullied as a six year old by an older student. His mother complained that the school authorities weren't taking any action and was told by the Education Department that bullying "builds character". This teenager has now been awarded record damages, more than A$213,000 (RM620,000) plus a weekly allowance for life expected to total more than a million dollars. Reason: He is now severely depressed. How is all that money going to make him happy again? It was ruled that the state had failed in its duty of care to the boy. But why didn't his mother take him out of the school if he was so unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bit of news to make headlines: Cop's life threatened before being killed in hit and run accident. Why was he threatened? Coz he gave someone a lift home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another piece of news I got from the piece of newspaper covering my puttu mayam: A man thinks he saw spaceships/aliencraft in the sky. Rectangular. Greyish-green lights appeared and the spacecraft disappeared. His wife didn't believe him, they stood outside and the spacecraft reappeared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2090634420031318730?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2090634420031318730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2090634420031318730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2090634420031318730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2090634420031318730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/05/bullies.html' title='Bullies'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-824295952562893692</id><published>2007-05-19T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:50:29.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ferocious hunting dogs</title><content type='html'>Two days ago it was a squirrel. Yesterday another squirrel. Both dead and buried. Today, a sparrow flew into the house and tried frantically to fly out through the *clear* windows. Dogs spotted it and cornered it behind the sofa. Stopped them from murdering it, but they seem to have seriously injured it. Picked it up and took it outside, tried to feed it bread but it wouldn't eat. Kept opening and closing its mouth piteously. Held it up and tried to see if it would fly away, but it rolled off the tissue, fell to the ground about 10 cm below, and died, blood coming out of its beak and creating a small puddle on the tissue. Buried peacefully in the red soil. Dogs look unrepentant. Guess that's what they are, hunting dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-824295952562893692?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/824295952562893692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=824295952562893692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/824295952562893692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/824295952562893692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-ferocious-hunting-dogs.html' title='My ferocious hunting dogs'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-4812913705299925462</id><published>2007-05-18T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T20:14:19.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I'm not.</title><content type='html'>In answer to a question a friend asked me on the phone earlier as I was laughing my head off, No, I am NOT dumb. Technically speaking, I still have the ability to converse therefore I cannot be dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of Mid Year Exams at the moment. Couldn't be bothered to study Bio this afternoon, spent the whole time reading the whole week's newspapers. Some interesting news this week. Big fight in Parliament because of some sexist remarks an MP made. Raja Muda of Perak getting married. Chong Wei won Indonesian Open (yay for him!) and prize money altogether comes up to RM92,000 more or less. Compared to all this, facilitated diffusion isn't all that interesting anymore. I'll so regret reading the newspapers when I see my exam papers though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time. Ta for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-4812913705299925462?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4812913705299925462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=4812913705299925462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4812913705299925462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4812913705299925462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-im-not.html' title='No, I&apos;m not.'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2409341652774293459</id><published>2007-05-02T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:09:56.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid ducks'/><title type='text'>Kampung!</title><content type='html'>I just came back from a 2-day visit to my granparents'. I've always known that I was spoilt, but not THIS spoilt. I had to sleep in a swelteringly hot room with the only source of air being the noisy table fan. It was too cold on the first night cause the fan was blowing directly at me. Well it wasn't exactly cold.. more like chilly.. just not the comfortable type of cold. The second night was slightly better. Yeah and the toilet flush wasn't working and there was no astro and the obsolete computer in the corner had no USB port so i couldn't charge my ipod and of course there wasn't any internet connection so that was pretty depressing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not important. I had a good time with my granpa, granpa, grandma, grandma and an okay time with my aunt (She gets on my nerves). My granma cooks well :P Food was goood.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh guess what!!! I got to ride a motorcycle!! ON MY OWN!!! Its really fun, quite easy too. Its heavy though, and if you're off balance, kaboom@!! Oh and I chased ducks too!! I went "QUUUUAAAAAAACKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!" at this bunch of awful looking ducks, but all they did was give me a queer look and continued with their picking and pecking. URRHH!! The chickens were no better..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ah well.. so much for meeting my avian friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit my lip while eating broccoli and fish and rice last week. Now I have 4 awful ulcers on the same spot!!! iT HURTS SO BADLY I CAN'T EVEN SMILE OR TALK OR LAUGH without grimacing in pain.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I have PE tmr and IST.. I'm not gonna be very happy.. 2 long hours under the blasted sun.. 2 long hours in the boring boring boring computer lab... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blaaaaaargh!! exams in 2 weeks!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2409341652774293459?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2409341652774293459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2409341652774293459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2409341652774293459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2409341652774293459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/05/kampung.html' title='Kampung!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-8913138400810870840</id><published>2007-04-26T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:54:39.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid-year exams in two weeks. TWO WEEKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on. It's a holiday today!! All because a new King's getting coronated. And then next week Tuesday and Wednesday are holidays because of Wesak and Labour Day. Funny how one quarter of the year's passed and it didn't really seem that long. HOW CAN WE HAVE SO MANY PUBLIC HOLIDAYS WHEN THE TEACHERS HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED THE SYLLABUS YET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-8913138400810870840?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8913138400810870840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=8913138400810870840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8913138400810870840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8913138400810870840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/04/mid-year-exams-in-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2202393002351773195</id><published>2007-04-10T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T01:18:11.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>Holidays ~</title><content type='html'>I have 2 weeks of holidays wheee! Since I'm gonna be utterly bored, I've made a to-do list! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Learn football (so far so bad :S)&lt;br /&gt;-Learn golf&lt;br /&gt;-watch movies with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; plots (don't watch "bird house" or "catch and release")&lt;br /&gt;-practice piano&lt;br /&gt;-meet up with old school friends&lt;br /&gt;-clean up my room&lt;br /&gt;-shopping&lt;br /&gt;-tennis&lt;br /&gt;-learn some korean&lt;br /&gt;and some other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are absolutely no good movies these days. I'm waiting for Spiderman 3 to come out =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2202393002351773195?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2202393002351773195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2202393002351773195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2202393002351773195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2202393002351773195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/04/holidays.html' title='Holidays ~'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-966890092206226384</id><published>2007-04-02T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T14:46:49.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>I DON'T KNOW</title><content type='html'>Dear ole mdeb is in some far away place running for her life. Meanwhile, I'll just babble a bit here. Hrmmmmm life is sorta boring yet fun at the moment. Sometimes I get so emo and sometimes sooo hiiigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate durians.&lt;br /&gt;I hate basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok brb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-966890092206226384?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/966890092206226384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=966890092206226384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/966890092206226384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/966890092206226384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-know.html' title='I DON&apos;T KNOW'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-4675555658546575861</id><published>2007-03-24T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:27:12.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressingly happy'/><title type='text'>SATTIDAY!!</title><content type='html'>Today is a saturday! and yesterday was a friday! i hate fridays. i hated yesterday. it wasn't the best day of my life, for a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE&lt;/span&gt; (I &lt;span&gt;CANNOT&lt;/span&gt; play basketball)&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IST&lt;/span&gt; (The teacher was yelling away and i had no idea what was going on)&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math test&lt;/span&gt; (Headache!!)&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; - We watched part of an extremely boring movie about this sad gardener who                                                      spent half his life watching TV and has never been outside the house. Suddenly, the movie became a full-blown kissing and making out scene with some woman who had magically appeared on the screen. Oooookaaay..&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got yelled at by a taxi man &lt;/span&gt;- while waiting for our parents at the bus stop, my friend saw a taxi. She was like "Oooh taxi" and waved her hands. I giggled and joined her. STUPID MISTAKE. The taxi stopped in front of us and the door opened. The indian taxi driver demanded that we go in and we were like "uhh.. no thank you." He got really mad and started yelling at us. "What the.." Thank God this woman came along and hopped in the taxi and off they went. PHEW. I learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tennis &lt;/span&gt;- on a normal day, I would enjoy tennis oh so much. but for some reason, my idiot brother made my dad so mad and the tennis match ended quite unsatisfyingly.&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missed Play&lt;/span&gt; - Tickets to the Romeo and Juliet Play at alice smith were sold out. I was too late. And apparently the play was VERY good.&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stomachache &lt;/span&gt;- too much junkfood and snacks &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depressing book &lt;/span&gt;- P.S. Your Cat Is Dead. What kind of a book is that?? A depressing one of course! I'll read you part of the back cover : It's New Year's Eve in NYC. Your best friend died in September, you've been robbed TWICE, your girlfriend is leaving you, you've lost your job.. and the only one left to talk to is the gay burglar you've got tied up in the kitchen....P.S. your cat is dead. .........I know, VERY interesting.&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bored/Sleepy/Lost/Blur/Confused &lt;/span&gt;- WHAT A DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But WHO CARES! Its a saturday! What am I gonna do on this wonderful day? My geography and history and english and PE assignments of course! Due next week!! I'm sad, I know. Oh well I shouldn't be making you depressed too. I can't wait for monday. BYEEEEE BE HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy!&lt;br /&gt;CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-4675555658546575861?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4675555658546575861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=4675555658546575861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4675555658546575861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4675555658546575861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/03/sattiday.html' title='SATTIDAY!!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6847675747967833791</id><published>2007-03-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:23:04.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I didn&apos;t mean to'/><title type='text'>Whoops!!</title><content type='html'>Omigosh, you know WHAT?!?! I signed in to our blog, then I wanted to sign in to my gmail account, so I went to mail.google, and I was going through all my e-mails and wondering why you'd put the webstat to my account rather than yours. Lots of spam which I deleted. Some mail from someone named Su Jin, whom I didn't recognize and was trying to figure out how I knew her when it suddenly occured to me that I WAS READING YOUR MAIL!!! Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athletics is going okay, didn't run in the 4x100m finals, the reserve ran. Last anyway. 100m hurdles (which I really wanted to win and go to state for) I was 4th (NOOOOOO), 400m sixth (Don't really care for this event) and 2nd for 400m hurdles. Wasn't sure if I was happy or upset to win this event as it probably means I'm going to state for this event and it's so TIRING. Gosh. Oh, and I couldn't believe the timing I set for the 400m hurdles as its apparently only three seconds slower than my 400m. I thought it would be at least ten seconds slower. It proves that a) I have no idea what timing I'm supposed to be setting as I haven't been going for training regularly; b) My 400m timing is lousy or c) My hurdling technique is awesome. Tomorrow's the last day with 4x400m. Here's hoping for a medal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offer your teacher some listerine, he might get the hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6847675747967833791?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6847675747967833791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6847675747967833791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6847675747967833791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6847675747967833791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoops.html' title='Whoops!!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5779712275558644646</id><published>2007-03-21T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:34:02.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunblock lotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck mdebcmm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>HeLLo!!~</title><content type='html'>Hey hey dahling Melz. Good luck with your athletics!! I know you can do it!! lolz. You must be pretty tanned already.. remember to slather on loads and loads of sunblock lotion!! You don't want to get skin cancer at such a young and innocent age!!! lolz. When you run, think of me! Imagine I'm right behind you! lolz. I'm sure that'll make you run faster. lolz. jkjk. I'm feeling a little doozy woozy oozy. Maybe its because I'm in IST class. OMG the teacher's breath stinks. Its like a mixture of cigarette smoke, sour onions, and yesterday's dinner. he should brush his teeth. I'm bored and I'm totally lost. I have absolutely no idea what to do. Ah wellz here he comes again. Ciao and good luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5779712275558644646?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5779712275558644646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5779712275558644646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5779712275558644646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5779712275558644646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title='HeLLo!!~'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-8792663312248550555</id><published>2007-03-19T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:48:41.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Am i jealous?'/><title type='text'>iPod?!?!</title><content type='html'>You...you...you...got an iPOD?!?!?!?! WHAAAAAAAT?! Is that good fortune or what?! Not that I'm jealous or anything (At least..I don't THINK so...hmmm). Yay for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't you love holidays?? I do :) Poor thing, you had school last week. Anyway, its athletics again this week, district level. We just, JUST managed to get in for 4x100m finals, we all thought we hadn't qualified but WE'RE THE EIGHTH TEAM TO GET THROUGH!! Not a lot to be proud of, but hey, we're faster than we were during practice. Although that doesn't detract from the fact that the fastest team is 5 seconds ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-8792663312248550555?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8792663312248550555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=8792663312248550555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8792663312248550555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8792663312248550555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/03/ipod_19.html' title='iPod?!?!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-7655731579178899930</id><published>2007-03-15T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:32:31.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><title type='text'>iPod</title><content type='html'>Today was shocking. My friends and i were walking past an Apple store and I told them how badly i wanted an ipod. Sadly, there is no chance of me getting one cause my dad thinks its a waste of money and mom thinks it'll ruin my eardrums. haha. But I walked in anyway and grabbed a brochure, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we were celebrating mom's bday at home. Mom and dad attended a golf competition dinner thingie earlier and my dad won the competition thingy. So he showed us the prizes he won - golf balls, shirts, an electronic putter thing, a golf club etc. My mom seemed particularly excited about something, but I thought she was just happy cause its her bday. Then my dad said "Now its time for the best prize!!" and asked us to guess what it was. He said it was "a toy every kid would love". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A toy? I don't want/need a toy.&lt;/span&gt; Without thinking, i blurted out "iPod..??" My parents smiled. From under the table, my dad whipped out a black box.  On the cover was the unmistakable Apple logo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO WAY.&lt;/span&gt; I screamed. I snatched the box from him. I was ecstatic. "I TOLD YOU I'M PSYCHIC!!!" My dad snatched the box back. They were all laughing at my reaction. overreaction actually. Mom said "You have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;share &lt;/span&gt;it with your brother and sister" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHARE?? WITH THOSE PEOPLE?? NO WAY.&lt;/span&gt; But I was too happy to argue. They don't need an iPod anyway; I do. Dad took forever to unwrap the box. I was fidgeting impatiently. The outer cover slipped off. The box opened. Then I saw it. Sitting peacefully in the box was that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;. It was sleek and elegant. It was black and uber cool. It was the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; thing I've seen all week. I reached out for it. I held it in my hands, it was so fragile, so awesome. I was mumbling something, unable to accept the fact that I, CTMC now am the very proud owner of an iPod. i've been waiting so many years for this moment. i was so happy i could burst into tears. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I HAVE AN IPOD! this is so UNBELIEVABLE. &lt;/span&gt;"Thankyouthankyoutahnkyouthankyouthankyou!!!!!!!!!!" *hug* *kiss* *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently mom and dad won it from a lucky draw. WHY ARE WE SO LUCKY?? That is so weird. But I don't care, I HAVE AN IPOD!! And unlike the other 4 phones I've lost (&gt;.&lt;), I will guard and take care of this iPod with my life. Yay yay yay. Lucky lucky luckylucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-7655731579178899930?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7655731579178899930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=7655731579178899930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7655731579178899930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7655731579178899930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/03/ipod.html' title='iPod'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2484183389204055205</id><published>2007-03-10T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:51:55.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOUGHNUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HERE IS THE DOUGHNUT I SPENT ONE HOUR ON!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r86/caryntay/doughnut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 169px;" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r86/caryntay/doughnut2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guess who's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's right, the one, the only, the FAMOUS MdeBCMM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, I know you adoring fans have missed me. I'm sorry, its been athletics and Forensics and exams and photo day and things. Oh, and JAPAN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JAPAN WAS AWESOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;SAY THAT AGAIN!! AWESOOOOOMEEEEEE and I AM FAMOOUUUUSSS TOO!!! ALL THE SKIERS KNOW ME!!! YOU WANNA KNOW WHY? BECAUSE I AM EXPERT!!!!! AND YOU ARE ALL NOOBS HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;especially MdeB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO I AM NOT!! And you're not famous btw, you're INFAMOUS. BIG difference. Sane ppl don't randomly shout "Oi, you!! Yes, you!!" at unsuspecting skiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;BUT HE WAS A FRIEND!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, right *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, we made pancakes today. and we learnt something: NEVER PUT MORE WATER THAN THE RECIPE REQUIRES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello??? It tasted BETTER with more water. Pancake batter is SUPPOSED to be watery, NOT THICK AND CLUMPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;BUT that doesn;t matter, i mean, the BATTER doesn't matter; its the PANCAKES that do. Imagine: a building was once an ugly clumpy thicky blob of cement, and at the end, it turns out so pretty and perfect. hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Buildings tend to be rectangular and tall and hard. Soooo unlike pancakes. We had perfectly round, fluffy pancakes earlier. Aaaaaaanyway, we made a birthday card for JY last night!!!! She's turning 4!! YAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YEAH i drew monkeys and a neurotic girl waving her arms off!! JY will be ecstatic!! did you know she collects lollipops but never eats them? what a waste of candy!!!!!! SHE IS SO CUTE.. and smart and talkative and adorable and she's so annoyingly meticulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm going home in 1 1/4 hours. I'm going to my school's Leo IU. Aloha, Beautiful World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;mdebcmm is gonna wear a hawaii print dress!!!!!!!!! must come and see ok!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Err, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;End of message. Terminating in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;CTMC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2484183389204055205?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2484183389204055205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2484183389204055205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2484183389204055205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2484183389204055205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-is-doughnut-i-spent-one-hour-on.html' title='DOUGHNUT'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5218329612139972106</id><published>2007-02-16T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T18:32:32.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAPAN</title><content type='html'>Guess what? We're going to Japan! Tomorrow! Cool right I know. So we'll be back next next week ok  byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw there are some pretty cool chairs here : http://www.dwr.com/popup.cfm?url=/champagne/summary.cfm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888:o(CTMC)-&lt;-----&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5218329612139972106?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5218329612139972106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5218329612139972106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5218329612139972106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5218329612139972106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/japan.html' title='JAPAN'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6837527454172706281</id><published>2007-02-15T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T12:06:09.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IST Class</title><content type='html'>Happy post SAD! I bet yours was more exciting than mine lols. Anyway I'm stuck in IST class and I didn't do my homework and the teacher is asking for it  now I am so doomed oh wait he's mumbling to himself again. oh wells. Yeah I'm extremely bored, he's talking about rocks and fields and pieces of information and primary keys and names and numbers and what not. He looks extra unwell today :S and nervous too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatwhatwhatwhat ok i should be listening byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Tea Am See&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6837527454172706281?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6837527454172706281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6837527454172706281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6837527454172706281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6837527454172706281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/ist-class.html' title='IST Class'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6716732538167142216</id><published>2007-02-09T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:52:05.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AISM'/><title type='text'>Skewl</title><content type='html'>Weeellllllll looks like its posty posty time again huh. Yippee! :D I'm sorry for your very creatively named turtles mdeb, they should be thrown into a pond or something.. makes a MUCH more suitable habitat than a .. fake square shaped pond container with an even faker waterfall thingy.. sigh. I hope my hermit crabs die soon (:O) they're becoming such a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm oh hows my new school? Its cool! I repeat the same lines to everyone - Ppl are nice, teachers are weird, schools nice, no homework, everythings so easy happy go lucky woopa doo da dee, foods ok blahblah. It was exciting the first week i was there. then, all the days rolled into carpet of boringness, dragging on and on. Sigh. I will tell you the problem. First of all, there is the study syllabus thingy. For math, we are still learning surface area and volume, ridiculous, I know. And Form 2 BM woop da dee and form 4 Science which contains a little of Form 5 (Just the basics). The subjects I'm taking are  &gt;&gt; English&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Science&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Math (Advanced!)&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Aus Geo&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Aus History&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Malaysian Studies&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Photography and digital media (yay)&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; Information and software tech&lt;br /&gt;                                      &gt;&gt; PE (I played cricket today! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like English cus we get to read "To Kill A Mocking Bird" which may seem like a really dull story at first, but it gets quite interesting as the story rolls along.&lt;br /&gt;I played cricket during PE, it was fun, i could actaully hit the ball woot. &lt;br /&gt;IST is really terrible. The teacher has some sort of personality disorder. He never smiles, except when that stupid omg-i-know-everything-about-computers busybody boy made a huge mistake in his assignment. That was such a scene. He was raising his hand, ready to whack the boy when he suddenly stopped in midair and starting laughing manically. Like wow. Ok enough rambling for the day! Mdebcmm will get to listen to me warble on and on about school when we Nihon ni ikimasu. Lucky her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok its late even though I have no intention of sleeping anytime soon. Its da weekend!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; BYE DAHLINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;:o( CTMC  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6716732538167142216?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6716732538167142216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6716732538167142216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6716732538167142216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6716732538167142216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/skewl.html' title='Skewl'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6422636627479698304</id><published>2007-02-09T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:51:38.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..................................................................................................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6422636627479698304?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6422636627479698304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6422636627479698304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6422636627479698304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6422636627479698304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/weeellllllll-looks-like-its-posty-posty.html' title='..................................................................................................................................'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2805733508599106982</id><published>2007-02-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:15:51.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad's terrapin is DEAD</title><content type='html'>Oh woe is me. I have a dead animal in my garden. He's such a new terrapin too!! The name of the departed is Terree. That's coz he's Terry number 3. Number 1 was Terry, number 2 is Terru and the third one (who's only about 4 weeks old) is gone. There was another, Shelly, but she walked off one day never to be seen again. Terry died a few years back, when he and Shelly were young coz my brother spilt all their food all over the floor so they did't get to eat for four days and when I got home, Terry's head had been bitten off. *Yeowch* That's when we got Terru, to keep Shelly company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terru's walked off before too, before Shelly did, but he reappeared about a month later. Isn't that cool?! He survived in my garden for a whole month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Terree's dead. I saw him floating under the fountain in the pond, but didn't know if he was asleep, dead or simply enjoying the jacuzzi. So he's been buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today folks. I don't think I'm being very coherent here. My head's spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2805733508599106982?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2805733508599106982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2805733508599106982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2805733508599106982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2805733508599106982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-dads-terrapin-is-dead.html' title='My dad&apos;s terrapin is DEAD'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-4473501450945484533</id><published>2007-02-08T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:41:36.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortune cookies'/><title type='text'>Hug</title><content type='html'>My fortune cookie said "A hug is a great gift.. one size fits all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I ate another one and it said "Your dearest wish will come true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMG HOW SWEET IS THAT!&lt;br /&gt;I'm the luckiest person alive to have gotten two of the sweetest and nicest fortune cookies in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:-( CTMC    )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-4473501450945484533?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4473501450945484533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=4473501450945484533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4473501450945484533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/4473501450945484533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/hug.html' title='Hug'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1392434561365225074</id><published>2007-02-07T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:58:52.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI LOVELY PEOPLE OF THE WORLD!             ----------------------------------------------------------------</title><content type='html'>A nice story my friend wrote for me. (She usually writes bloody and murder and sick stories, but i wanted one that's a teensy weeny bit happier. So there ya go!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived four bunnies. As we all know, bunnies love to eat carrot. They’ll eat any type of carrots you give them. Red carrots, orange carrots, white carrots, any type of carrots. Of course, they eat things other than carrots such as radishes and anything else small and edible. As I was saying earlier, there were once four bunnies. They were called, Rab, Bit, Bun and Nies. Rab loves to eat carrots. He eats carrots every day any, non stop. Bit love eating seeds. Big, small, round, oval, Bit eats all type of seeds. Bun, on the other hand, doesn’t like carrots or seeds. He prefers eating bread. Brown bread, whole meat bread, plain bread, bread with butter and jam and more bread. He never got tired of eating bread although he had eaten them several time a day. Nies, however, was a special case. He doesn’t eat carrots, he doesn’t eat seeds and he doesn’t eat bread. In fact, he has never eaten anything that has to do with vegetables or anything that has fibers. Instead, he eats chocolates everyday and his most favourite chocolate is dairy chocolate. Because of this, Rab, Bit and Bun have expelled him from their family, but Nies did not give up. He ate chocolate and began to work to realize his dream; which is to open up a chocolate factory and become the world’s main distributor of chocolates. Everyday, he worked hard, day and night, to make his dream come true, together with his beloved chocolates. After 5 years of hard work, Nies finally achieved what he wanted. Rab, Bit and Bun were regretful of what they did and seek for Nies forgiveness. Nies, being the nice chocolate-lover, he forgave them of what they did. Then, the four bunnies lived happily ever after. The End~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so happy I almost died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CTMC&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1392434561365225074?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1392434561365225074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1392434561365225074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1392434561365225074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1392434561365225074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/02/nice-story-my-friend-wrote-for-me.html' title='HI LOVELY PEOPLE OF THE WORLD!             ----------------------------------------------------------------'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1906239715724567913</id><published>2007-01-24T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T17:29:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Hello and goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of school. Bye SMKDU, hello AISM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad i am. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTMCCCCCCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh i feel depression setting in :L mdebcmm HALPPPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1906239715724567913?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1906239715724567913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1906239715724567913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1906239715724567913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1906239715724567913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-hello-and-goodbye.html' title='Hello Hello and goodbye'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-7613113700828532282</id><published>2007-01-12T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:50:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIIIIIIIIII</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello, my loyal fans, I am SO SORRY FOR NEGLECTING YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. First one and a half weeks of school are over, still settling in slowly. The teachers seem to want to pile up the homework, we've go homework coming out our ears. Its promising to be even worse in the next few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned I turned a whole year older?? Its so cool!! Four days ago, I was a certain age, and the next day, I  WAS A WHOLE YEAR OLDER!!! Celebraed with my family, lots of good food. Roti jala, coleslaw, turkey, chinese-style beef, fruit salad, a beautiful coffee cake that was just right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My socks are white, CTMC. My school socks I mean. They have the school name around the ankle in blue. I have stripey socks and red socks and camouflage socks too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-7613113700828532282?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7613113700828532282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=7613113700828532282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7613113700828532282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7613113700828532282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/01/hiiiiiiiiii.html' title='HIIIIIIIIII'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-777246496643682269</id><published>2007-01-06T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T11:43:06.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la</title><content type='html'>I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour are your socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just asking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-777246496643682269?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/777246496643682269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=777246496643682269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/777246496643682269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/777246496643682269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-la-la.html' title='la la la'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-7506764706536800660</id><published>2007-01-02T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:43:10.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MdeBCMM VILL BE BAAACK                             ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES SHE WILL. TODAYYYY LOLOLZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MooNTfd-O3A/RZlHg02SHNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bkOzjOx2BFM/s1600-h/Milkthing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MooNTfd-O3A/RZlHg02SHNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bkOzjOx2BFM/s320/Milkthing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015118289321467090" bor="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMCCCCC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-7506764706536800660?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7506764706536800660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=7506764706536800660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7506764706536800660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7506764706536800660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2007/01/mdebcmm-vill-be-baaack.html' title='MdeBCMM VILL BE BAAACK                             ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MooNTfd-O3A/RZlHg02SHNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bkOzjOx2BFM/s72-c/Milkthing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5044896522649127905</id><published>2006-12-28T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:36:14.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hermit crab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hee hee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crab'/><title type='text'>HERMIT CRABS :)                  ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>Today I got myself hermit crabs! They were originally for my mom who is partially bedridden cuz of her knee operation, but she thought they were escargot and wanted to eat them. -.-' So I thought it would be better if I took care of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are SO cute. They're tiny, slightly smaller than a matchbox. They'll grow, so I have to provide some extra shells for them to crawl into when the time comes. Anyways, ladies and gentlemen, meet DUCK and TEDDY!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYYAAYYYYYYY!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermit crabs make convenient and hassle free pets, so please make your way to a pet shop or that hermit crab shop in 1u (Near BodyGlove, on the skybridge, 2nd or 3rd floor can't remember, new wing) and adopt a sweet little crabbie today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5044896522649127905?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5044896522649127905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5044896522649127905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5044896522649127905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5044896522649127905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/hermit-crabs.html' title='HERMIT CRABS :)                  ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6722282211364869656</id><published>2006-12-21T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:38:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is...&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song's going round in my head!! Not at annoying point yet, where the song refuses to leave, but at the point where its still really pleasant and you don't mind it going round and round, the lyrics half-known and humming to fill in the blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still in the land of extreme cold, FREEZING today, a bit foggy, but not as foggy as last night when we were driving back from my other cousins' house which is in the north of the land of extreme cold, five hours away from here. We were there for four days, Saturday till Tuesday. Didn't do much there, only arrived at night on Saturday. On Sunday we all went for a walk/cycle/rollerblade round the place, fish and chips for lunch. Got a weird look from the girl at the counter by asking for chili sauce (hey, I didn't know chili sauce isn't a normal occurence here). Monday passed in a blur of reading a book and TV until everyone came home from work/school, then had an absolutely SCRUMPTIOUS dinner of roast beef and potatoes and brussel sprouts and CHRISTMAS PUDDING which was set alight with lots of brandy. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back yesterday and today, went out for a bit of shopping, visited a joke shop (I love what I got there ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you're having fun in your hometown CTMC and YOU OWE ME COOKIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6722282211364869656?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6722282211364869656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6722282211364869656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6722282211364869656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6722282211364869656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-want-lot-for-christmas-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2011315836580171751</id><published>2006-12-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:42:05.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kurisumusu omodeto merry christmas joyeux noel shen dan jie kuai le selamat hari natal'/><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS       ````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;                         MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be off  to my hometown for Christmas  :D  Loads of firecrackers  and waterballoons  and  gingerbread men heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kurisumusu Omodeto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;`CTMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 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There was leftover dough so I baked some more this morning. They turned out really well and they look so so cute. I cut them into shapes like ELEPHANTS(awwwwwwww), TEDDYBEARS(awwwwwwwwwwww), PINEAPPLES(AWWWWWWWWWWWWW) and last but definitely(hah mdebcmm, i spelt that right) not least, CHRISTMAS TREES! And I put loads of delicious colourful scrumptilicious icing on them. I wish I had some pictures to make you go awwwwwwwwwww but the camera is with my sis who's in Singapore. So I'll just have to draw it out(only the christmas tree one though):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r86/caryntay/xmastreecookie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r86/caryntay/xmastreecookie.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEEE??!! Only they looked way cuter in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making a huge mess of the kitchen, My family and I(minus the sister) went off to Duta Tennis Courts for the FAMILY DAY TENNIS FRIENDLY MATCH(Yes, friendly) It was fun! My friend and I partnered up for doubles and went on to show all the old ladies what fabulous players we were. We were so good, we almost won all the three matches we played. If it wasn't for the two hundred and fifty-two mistakes I made, we could have won one game! Or maybe even two! No no, we didn't lose any games, we ALMOST, just almost won all the games we played. After the last game, my legs felt like rubber and my feet was making my life very difficult so we shot back home. After a nice hot shower, I plopped on my favourite notsocomfortable chair and gave my feet a massage in my darling iSqueeze. Getting a feet massage while sipping iced sky juice in a messy airconditioned room, life could not be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5675662292782822905?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5675662292782822905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5675662292782822905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5675662292782822905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5675662292782822905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/gingerbread-cookies.html' title='GINGERBREAD COOKIES                                                        `````````````````````````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-708395475035989637</id><published>2006-12-14T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:40:58.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My lovely day'/><title type='text'>LAR DEEH DAHHHHH                                                                                                   *</title><content type='html'>TODAY was a nice day. Went for a nice breakfast at 1u, followed by some window shopping. Came home with a slight headache, went online (STUPID RIGHT?) and made my headache evolve into a pounding one which later turned into full fledged splitting sledgehammer whamming headache. And I had tennis lessons in HALF AN HOUR. DISASTROUS. So I decided to take a short short nap and prayed that it would rain so I can stay at home and calm my head down. After that insufficient nonheadclearing sleep, i dragged myself into the car. Then miracles of miracles it started to RAIN halfway through the journey. GLORIOUS RAIN! So we went to my tennis coach's house which was nearby the field and canceled the lesson(duh) Yayness. So I got 4 hours of lovely dreamy sleep and woke up to a dinner of yummy pizza and half boiled eggs. Life could not be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving my desktop  a facelift. L8er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw HI MDEBCMM&lt;br /&gt;btw BYE MDEBCMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-708395475035989637?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/708395475035989637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=708395475035989637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/708395475035989637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/708395475035989637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/lar-deeh-dahhhhh.html' title='LAR DEEH DAHHHHH                                                                                                   *'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2718207655182446816</id><published>2006-12-13T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:09:18.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiiii peopleeeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from the land of extreme cold!! I'm visiting my cousins for Christmas. Will be back in the land of extreme heat the day before school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, news from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last week with my dad and sister. Hello aunty, uncle, girl cousin, guy cousin, cousin's friend! Walk around in the park across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Put up Christmas tree with cousins and cousins's cousins and cousin's boyfriend. Cousin's other friend comes over too! All adults minus my dad go off to some party, kids watch Love Actually and play games like twenty questions and charades and some PS2 singing game. Apparently I'm a superstar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Walkie walkie to the library with my aunty. Borrow two books, NAdeBCMW borrows three. Dad off to conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Everyone's out :( NAdeBCMW and I entertain ourselves with TV, computers and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Christmas shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Today! Everyone's going to be out again, so it'll be the same agenda as Monday. Dad gonna be back tonight. Back home, friends off to formal party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later all! Happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2718207655182446816?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2718207655182446816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2718207655182446816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2718207655182446816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2718207655182446816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/hiiii-peopleeeee-greetings-from-land-of.html' title=''/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-8371676717456995662</id><published>2006-12-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:18:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGZZZZ MY INTERNET IS FIIIIIXED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAYNESS WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HI hi hi hi hi hi lovely people my wonderful internet is fixed you have no idea how ecstatic I am right now at this very moment omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomggomgomgomgogmmgomogmogmgomgomgomgggggg. Heee heee finally after 10 long years of waiting well actually only a month but it felt like eternity aaahhhhhhh yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K excitement over ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw HI MdeBCMM IF YOU"RE THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-8371676717456995662?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8371676717456995662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=8371676717456995662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8371676717456995662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8371676717456995662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/omgzzzz-my-internet-is-fiiiiixed.html' title='OMGZZZZ MY INTERNET IS FIIIIIXED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAYNESS WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-9018032198819840973</id><published>2006-12-07T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T03:28:21.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE MY PHONE BACK!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have my phone back! Unfortunately, all my contacts have been deleted from my phonebook, so there's a strong possibility I've lost your number. (I'm sorry ppl, thats the way it is) So, if you msg me, don't be surprised if you get a lil note from me asking who you are. And please tell, rather than beat around the bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my camera, which got  spoilt about a month back is gonna cost a bomb to repair. Thus, I've opted not to fix it, I'll just get a new one. But when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.30 am. Time to hit the sack. Nite y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-9018032198819840973?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9018032198819840973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=9018032198819840973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9018032198819840973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9018032198819840973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-my-phone-back.html' title='I HAVE MY PHONE BACK!!!!!!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-8915080388019376374</id><published>2006-12-05T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:55:34.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Btw, no matter how bad it sounds in the previous post, i DO NOT get scores of 0 at the end of the game. OBVIOUSLY NOT. it's just that i have rare spells of utter brilliance so they get spaced out a lot during the game. Nothing lower than 30-ish. Bad, but not utterly hopeless. And NO, I DO NOT USE BUMPERS TO GET THAT SCORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;MdeBCMM'S JUST DEFENDING HER TERRIBLE PLAYING HAHAHAHAHHAHHAAA!&lt;br /&gt;All that she just said is HOGWASH TEE HEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Its not hogwash and you know it. Anyway, like we said, bedtime yadda yadda yadda. We're hungry anyway. And we're gonna watch pink panther. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/5005168513032499040-8915080388019376374?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8915080388019376374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=8915080388019376374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8915080388019376374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/8915080388019376374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/btw-no-matter-how-bad-it-sounds-in.html' title=''/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-9057205351282828374</id><published>2006-12-05T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:52:50.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CTMC IS BACKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!                                                    ```````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HARLOW DEAR POPLE!!!!!!!! I MIZZED U ALL SOH SOH MAHCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*HUG HUG HUG HUG HUG HUG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YAHOO NOW I AM BACK ON DAR  INTERNAT SOH I AM HAPPAY!@!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As you can see, our darling  CTMC is BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*cry tears of utter joy and happiness because there is nothing more happy than having the happy internet back to fill my happy heart with happiness and frivolity*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yes, CTMC's back, no doubt about that. We're here to terrorise you with tales of boringu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm a terrible bowler, as can be discovered at any time you go bowling with me. I mean, hello? I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;go for turn after turn after turn and only get a score of ZERO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Yah anyway, when MdeBCMM said TALES OF BORINGU, MdeBCMM didn't mean BORING TALES. Boringu = Bowling in Japanese for all you retards out there k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Yah anyways, I am a far better bowler than MdeBCMM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Whatever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yes and I got an average score of 72. I KNOW, ITS NOT VERY GOOD but at least its a kabillion times better than our dear friend over there &lt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I had aisu kurimu :D:D:D:D:D:D CTMC insists I translate that so for you ppl, isnt it kinda obvious that its ice cream?? like, dooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh... It was vanilla and chokoreto (chocolate. must i really translate it?) buy two, free one, so we got caramel and chocolate and then we got strawberry and mango as the free one.  And yes, I think the flavours of ice cream we had is vital to your survival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;MAMAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!! I had yummy cooling refreshing slurpulicious scrumptidoolious LIMAU AIS!!!!! I mean, WHAT ELSE CAN BE BETTER THAN COLD ICED LIME JUICE TRICKLING DOWN YOUR DRY THROAT AFTER A HOT AND SWEATY GAME OF BORINGU(BOWLING) AND FOOSBALL (I WON DURR) HEE HEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lalalallaa...ummmmmmmmmmmmmm...ummmmmmmmm...*scratch head* um um um..nothing more to say. buh bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Haih yah this MdeBCMM always ALWAYS ALWAAAAYS have NOTING TOO SAHY!!!! SO PATETIC!!!!! At least me, CTMC, NEVER EVER have writer's block,n even at 2:44AM!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAA. Ok bed taim. oyasumi nasai!!!!! (GOOD NIGHT(so obvious))!!!! ciao sayonara konbanwa zai jian selamat tinggal jumpa lagi good bye farewell see you so long tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;CTMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5005168513032499040-9057205351282828374?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9057205351282828374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=9057205351282828374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9057205351282828374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9057205351282828374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/harlow-dear-pople-i-mizzed-u-all-soh.html' title='CTMC IS BACKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!                                                    ```````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1614903441354186303</id><published>2006-12-05T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:13:55.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CTMC&apos;s absence'/><title type='text'>Internet connection that does not exist</title><content type='html'>Due to unfortunate circumstances, CTMC has not been able to entertain you for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unfortunate circumstances happen to be *no internet connection*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a horrible thing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll just have to wait till CTMC visits me and we'll blog more, kay ppl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did say kay right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1614903441354186303?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1614903441354186303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1614903441354186303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1614903441354186303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1614903441354186303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/internet-connection-that-does-not-exist.html' title='Internet connection that does not exist'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2343460367446962202</id><published>2006-12-01T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:13:45.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I mentioned...</title><content type='html'>...how aggravating it is when you switch phones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, your sim can only hold so many contact numbers. All the others get left behind in your old phone. And then when you need to make that terribly urgent phone call, you flip through your phone book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...only to discover that number's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is that on different phones, the keys for space and full stop and comma etc are all different. So you start typing everything out - and its all wrong. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till I get my phone back from the repair shop. Till then, I'm sorry to all those people I sent meaningless smses to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2343460367446962202?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2343460367446962202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2343460367446962202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2343460367446962202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2343460367446962202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/12/have-i-mentioned.html' title='Have I mentioned...'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-9023168339698689515</id><published>2006-11-29T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:31:05.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a continuation of the afflictions. The same sore throat, the same tap-like nose. Only difference was that I had the addition of a cough (phlegm and all) and a voice that came and went as it pleased. All this has been carried over to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTMC, JTML, NAdeBCMW and I made gingerbreadmen yesterday. Mine were all normal gingerbreadmen, with chocolate chips and chocolate rice and hundreds and thousands for eyes and clothes and whatnot. Raisins too, except they got burnt. NAdeBCMW decided to make a gingerbreadalien and a bone. We chose a beautiful gingerbreadman for our Nihon go sensei but STBP ate the hands. !!! We ended up giving her one with a long scar running through its face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to Nihon go kurasu, we watched Happy Feet with Wen and family. That was such a wonderful show. It was like a collage, the humans were so real and the penguins were half real and half animated. Imagine: one penguin starts to dance and the whole world understood that and stopped fishing at the bottom of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tin of muruku keeping me company. Such a wondrous taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go wash my hands and get the oil off now. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-9023168339698689515?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9023168339698689515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=9023168339698689515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9023168339698689515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/9023168339698689515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-was-continuation-of.html' title=''/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-7379445850136942153</id><published>2006-11-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:19:50.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ouch'/><title type='text'>Of sore throats and mouthwashes</title><content type='html'>I woke up with a horribly burning sore throat this morning. Couldn't speak properly till around 10.30, so half my morning was spent in total silence, communication reduced to pen and paper. My dad gave me this mouthwash to gargle with and wow! did that thing burn. It was especially harsh on my tender throat. Even lunch was difficult, had to get chilli-less char kuey teow. Right now I'm trying to see if Fisherman's Friend can do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it wasn't bad enough to have a raging sore throat, I fell asleep this afternoon and woke up with a runny nose that seemed to think it was a tap that had been left on. It just refused to stop, practically pure water, not mucous, streaming down my face. (Gross, i know, but i'm trying to let you, my faithful readers, know exactly how terrible sinus can be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus shall I end my complaint of afflictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-7379445850136942153?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7379445850136942153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=7379445850136942153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7379445850136942153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/7379445850136942153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-sore-throats-and-mouthwashes.html' title='Of sore throats and mouthwashes'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-389916320061155612</id><published>2006-11-25T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:52:22.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Told you I am not weird'/><title type='text'>Toe Mah Toe                                             ``````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>After much observation and research, I have come to the conclusion that both my small toes are retarded. Retarded as in abnormal. They look like shriveled up pieces of pink potatoes, the ones you find right at the back of the vegetable stall, left alone in a dark dusty corner to die. As for the nails on my poor toes, they don't even exist! I really am not happy with the miserable state of my toes. Oh and one more thing, I always seem to be smashing them against the wall or the bed post or some other thing. I cracked the bone in my left toe once when I was around 12 or 13 and it never really recovered, so I guess that is the reason for its retardedness. As for the other toe, it probably became abnormal just to annoy me. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-389916320061155612?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/389916320061155612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=389916320061155612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/389916320061155612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/389916320061155612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/toe-mah-toe.html' title='Toe Mah Toe                                             ``````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6022174934760931253</id><published>2006-11-25T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:10:23.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OI                                                              `````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>OIIIIII WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BEAUTIFUL PRETTY STARZ?!!! hmmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i'll change it muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, congrats nicky, you have skillz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw again, nicky, you DO realize that that link to neopets allow people in your account right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped you earn sooo many things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6022174934760931253?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6022174934760931253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6022174934760931253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6022174934760931253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6022174934760931253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/oi.html' title='OI                                                              `````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-2283422975424331710</id><published>2006-11-24T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:41:53.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOOOOOOLKAAAAAAAA DOTS!</title><content type='html'>I did it, i dit it...hehehehehehehhehehe....Thank you NAdeBCMW!!!! (*she basks in the glory*) Anyway, she wants me to advertise http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=nicky_lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says, click there and sign up!!! Btw, its neopets, for the uninitiated. ( i mean DUUUUUH..look at the url) But yeah, sign up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to work on the other stuff besides the polka dots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-2283422975424331710?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2283422975424331710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=2283422975424331710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2283422975424331710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/2283422975424331710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/pooooooolkaaaaaaaa-dots.html' title='POOOOOOOLKAAAAAAAA DOTS!'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6206568539247556395</id><published>2006-11-24T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:08:38.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, poecar dawts</title><content type='html'>Of course polka dots. They're pretty. Still trying to figure out how to do it on a mac though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6206568539247556395?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6206568539247556395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6206568539247556395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6206568539247556395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6206568539247556395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeah-poecar-dawts.html' title='Yeah, poecar dawts'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5760364085364172127</id><published>2006-11-24T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:06:05.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Replyyyy'/><title type='text'>Polkah Dawts</title><content type='html'>Whats with the sudden craze for polka dots?! I prefer stars thank you. but we could always do polka dots + stars, that would look frabulous! Its CELL time, sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. anata wa ashita nanji ni club ni ikimasu ka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5760364085364172127?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5760364085364172127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5760364085364172127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5760364085364172127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5760364085364172127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/polkah-dawts.html' title='Polkah Dawts'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1819350588338159543</id><published>2006-11-24T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:46:54.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hi'/><title type='text'>HUH???</title><content type='html'>Hey, I thought you were going to Year 9? Lol. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLKA DOTS RULE THE WORLD!!! I'm sooo gonna change the background, soon as i figure out how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe its MIDWAY THROUGH THE SCHOOL HOLIDAYS AND THERE ARE PEOPLE TAKING TUITION EVEN THOUGH ITS RIGHT AFTER PMR?!?! I mean hello, its time to have fun! Although its probably "social tuition" that ppl go to with their friends. Oh well, they keep ppl in business, i should live and let live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watashi wa kyo no hiru ni kuruma de tomodachi to ahtletics training ikimashita. It rained (as usual), thus forcing us to train in the athletics room. Its such a cool room, its got weights and mats and benches and stuff. My own school doesn't have that. Hmph. Not like we'd really use it anyway, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's started raining again. I hear thunder. Time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s it seems to be receding. Oh, its back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1819350588338159543?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1819350588338159543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1819350588338159543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1819350588338159543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1819350588338159543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/huh.html' title='HUH???'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-1613839870330717033</id><published>2006-11-24T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:08:54.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD                                                 ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>That is the MOST used word in this blog! Isn't that like frumbulous or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways a blog is a blog, so I'll blabber a little bit about whats happening. I'll be going to the Australian International School of Malaysia (AISM) next year, which means I won't be taking SPM (Wahooi). I just got my school uniform, it is SO casual! I'll be wearing a YELLOW polo shirt (No school badge or name tag or anything on it!), blue black knee length skirt and black shoes. The uniform is very very comfortable and thats just marvellous. :) Ya so I'll be entering year 10 next year, which is equivalent to Malaysian Form 4, which means I'll be repeating everything I learnt this year. There's one drawback about going to this school though. The school is half an hour away from where I live, so I'll leave the house at 7.30 and come back only at 4pm or 5pm. bahh :( &lt;br /&gt;But school only starts in February so I'll have a long long break before I go there. :)&lt;br /&gt;How exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-1613839870330717033?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1613839870330717033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=1613839870330717033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1613839870330717033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/1613839870330717033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/weird.html' title='WEIRD                                                 ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-5214597529649147982</id><published>2006-11-23T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:29:42.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bibidy bobidiboo</title><content type='html'>Don't believe CTMC. SHe is NOT sane. But then again, neither am I. We tend to bring out the insane side of each other. But let me assure you, we don't need therapy. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have writer's block. Will be back when my head's cleared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdeBCMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-5214597529649147982?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5214597529649147982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=5214597529649147982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5214597529649147982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/5214597529649147982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/bibidy-bobidiboo.html' title='A bibidy bobidiboo'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6729791912026358002</id><published>2006-11-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:52:31.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, EVERYBODY to our BLOG!!  `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````</title><content type='html'>I know we may have scared you off in the first post but  I, CTMC assure you that I am not as weird or  as freaky like what I had just pretended to be. I'm perfectly sane and in a sound state of mind. Believe me. Its her who is the weird one. I'm a really nice and happy person who enjoys doing things that bring indescribable joy to my utterly wonderful life. So, if you would like to know me better, drop me a message or say hi or konnichiwa or whatever you feel like saying, because after all, what is life without happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`CTMC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5005168513032499040-6729791912026358002?l=caryssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6729791912026358002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5005168513032499040&amp;postID=6729791912026358002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6729791912026358002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5005168513032499040/posts/default/6729791912026358002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caryssa.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-everybody-to-our-blog.html' title='Welcome, EVERYBODY to our BLOG!!  `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````'/><author><name>caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014154693972866798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5005168513032499040.post-6365892318404776004</id><published>2006-11-21T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:09:49.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gasp first post (its a tongue twister. dare you to say it ten times correctly)'/><title type='text'>OUR FIRST POSTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEHEHEHEHEHEH</title><content type='html'>Laughing. Heads off. Like hyenas. hahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheeheheheeheheehhehehehehhehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS M, THE CRAZY FREAKY ONE. hehehehehehehehhehehehehehee&lt;br /&gt;she wouldn't stop laughing hehehehehehhehehehehhehehehheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :ddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me????? I'M freaky?&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at your last written bit.&lt;br /&gt;And at the title you gave the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine you little SNOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, errrrrrr errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rambles on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically,  SNOB is someone who is standoffish and ARROGANT. I'm doing this blog with you aren't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. on to more important things. LIKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;YES!! mE!!!!!!!! WHAT ELSE COULD BE  MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOURS TRULY WHO THOUGHT OF THIS MARVELLOUS IDEA OF HAVING A BLOG!!!!!!????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well actually it wasn't my idea. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scuse muah? I meant ME. as in mdebcmm. not ctmc. ish. even my INITIALS look nicer than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM. at least mine are more PRONOUNCABLE than yours. mmmmdebccmmmmmmm. Mine is simple. See Tee Em See. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so basically this is a little spot on the net for us to vent our anger and stress at each other (like what we're doing now) whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that this is really weird stress. not to mention anger. it seems to be a barrelful of laughs. 'Cept for the fact that i can't type. Blkuergh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrrr haaaaaaaaaa ummmm what exactly do we do on a blog?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us tell you about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're totally obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAK FOR YOURSELF YOU OBNOXIOUS WEIRDO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, CTMC is a perfectly normal and healthy girl who does her laundry without being told (yeah right), UNLIKE some other weirdo &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE to do it unless you care to wear sweat and grime filled underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, am privileged enough to not have to do it. YOU had the EXACT same privilege till a few months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie at us. Our very first post on our very first blog and we're discussing about dirty underwear and hyenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE how EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! More to come!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sayonara, till next time. 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