<?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-6701217972856471389</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:00:47.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JusDaGal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701217972856471389.post-29208265812493536</id><published>2007-12-17T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:37:53.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="javascript"&gt;var nid = "36037"; var dj = "1";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/s/1.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-29208265812493536?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/29208265812493536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=29208265812493536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/29208265812493536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/29208265812493536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/12/var-nid-36037-var-dj-1.html' title=''/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-1642363855309723528</id><published>2007-11-26T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:07:20.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the Picture....is jus full of prefects.....&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKFyjFF4eXs/R0qpriRVe2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ro3HQONg0F4/s1600-h/P1010696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137104890368457570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKFyjFF4eXs/R0qpriRVe2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ro3HQONg0F4/s320/P1010696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-1642363855309723528?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/1642363855309723528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=1642363855309723528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/1642363855309723528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/1642363855309723528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKFyjFF4eXs/R0qpriRVe2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ro3HQONg0F4/s72-c/P1010696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701217972856471389.post-3072466935436524862</id><published>2007-11-26T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T03:07:48.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PrizeGivingDayCumLastDayOfSchool@Qiaonan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh my god!....Today is the last day of my Primary School life &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the last day of school.....So sadT_T....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Why must we leave the school????&lt;br /&gt;Here got at least six years of friends.....Our class had always been the same group of students.....(but also got some been transferred to the second class....our class is the first....)......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Our class has the most prefects....most AVA leaders....most CCA leaders.....most brainiac.....too...... our class is like a family &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; have so many siblings.... Okay.... I must say the boiis sometimes get crazy.....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the gals get vain &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; bossy easily but nevertheless the class will still stay the same....a Family with 36 children....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Our school is just a second home......our class is just the small corner where you can find fun&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; laughter......our laughter....our joke....our world.......&lt;br /&gt;All i can say we are very fortunate...to having a form teacher who teaches us for 3 yrs already....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;having teachers who strive their best to help us.....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; groom us to the future useful citizens of Singapore......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am gonna miss the School....the principal...the vice-pricipal....the caring helpful teachers(although we are always complaining hoe bad can the teachers get......).....the school cleaners(ummm, as if!)...the other school assistance....the OM......&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the other schoolmates...classmates out there....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My school gives me a sense of belonging...a sense of security(not that real...)....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; a sense of humour!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bye Qiaonan Primary......I will always be a Qiaonanitte(for a while first....)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone make sure u dun forget me!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-3072466935436524862?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/3072466935436524862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=3072466935436524862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/3072466935436524862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/3072466935436524862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/prizegivingdaycumlastdayofschoolqiaonan.html' title='PrizeGivingDayCumLastDayOfSchool@Qiaonan'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-1141976341994365953</id><published>2007-11-26T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T03:06:24.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell My Dearest Frenx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Goin to leave Primary School liaoz.....so sad......T_TS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o dun wish to leave lorrrrrrr=xScared cry tomorrow lehx........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As tomorrow last day of school......then then then later all of us will spilt &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; go to different secondary school lehxxDun wish lehx.....T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Before End of the year.... alot of things happened.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There's one time when the boiis all yell &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; screamed at their top of the voice all the gals said that they became insaned.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To me .... personally...... i think that without the boiis screaming &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yelling..... the life in school will be so very boring...... the boiis actually enlightened us with all the excitement....making the life in the primary school become a endless story............the story of the our life in Qiaonan Primary School became so long &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the book became so thick............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Although i am a gal myself but totally support the boii yelling &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; screaming &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; say cold jokes or hot jokes...............My frenx-YiTing.................felt the same way as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;While the other gals ummmmmm trying to act cool &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; always complaining how bad can the boii get....blah blah blah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wonder if the other gals r jus trying to act cool or they really thought it was like helll????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jus dun understand how the other gals in my class think...?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jus totally dun wish to leave the school..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bye Qiaonan Primary.... i will always remember myself being a Qiaonanite....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; always remember how the teachers taught us to be good Qiaonanites.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I will miss the school... the teachers.....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my other "dearest" friends or classmates(including the boii).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jus feel like crying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZZzer000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-1141976341994365953?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/1141976341994365953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=1141976341994365953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/1141976341994365953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/1141976341994365953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/farewell-my-dearest-frenx.html' title='Farewell My Dearest Frenx'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-5780323222501874220</id><published>2007-11-26T03:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T03:04:13.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P6FarewellParty@Qiaonan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;On 9 Nov, is our school's P6 farewell party @Qiaonan!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I went there about already 2.15 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The theme of the party was "the movies"....So lame......&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; alot people wore as pirates, princesses, magicians...... &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; lot more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One even wore the kimono!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Many dyed their hair.... Put makeup......Put nail polish.......Wear dropping earrings....&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;all kind of things tyhat normal school day can't do....lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then i wore as Ho WeiTing in the Ho WeiTing film!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;That film very "famous" one!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Must watch huh!!We got play games...eat the most disgusting food!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The spagetti was like cold cold de!!!!Stick like a ......icecream!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Disgusting de!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Very fast la! After giving teacher our class tribute then then then we go home already lor!!!Although the food is like so disgusting, i actually enjoyed it!!!Really!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Just can't bear to leave the school&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-5780323222501874220?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/5780323222501874220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=5780323222501874220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/5780323222501874220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/5780323222501874220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/p6farewellpartyqiaonan.html' title='P6FarewellParty@Qiaonan'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-721540341673821415</id><published>2007-11-26T03:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T03:02:52.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Boat@Kallang Riveer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday,so fun lor!&lt;br /&gt;We went 2 Kallang River to canoe!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Before going we were all prepared, took the bus ang was on the way there !!!&lt;br /&gt;When reached there, put down all our skirts(gals only!)then the tall tall instruter told us what to wear the life vest,blah blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;Later was our group turn, we sterp on the floating wooden platfoam, Wohwoo... so shaky man!&lt;br /&gt;Our instruter suddenly also step on the platfoam then later even more shaky! He said :"Ah! U see u don listen to me ...this will happen!!!"&lt;br /&gt;We sat on our seats.. then we set sail!!!&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 instruter,one in front and one behind.&lt;br /&gt;He asked us if we are ready to set sail, then we answer lamely, then he treated us with seawater! he took a pail of sea water then splashed on us!!! Teacher bully us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then he keep on rocking the boat.&lt;br /&gt;We were told to sit on the edge of the boat then he rock the boat....&lt;br /&gt;He taught us lots of method how to attack other boats(all from our skul one)eg.Hit &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Run...&lt;br /&gt;We learnt lots of cheers from him too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I simply love our group!!!I want to go again!!!I want to go again!!!T_T&lt;br /&gt;Love my couches and instruters.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-721540341673821415?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/721540341673821415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=721540341673821415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/721540341673821415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/721540341673821415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/dragon-boatkallang-riveer.html' title='Dragon Boat@Kallang Riveer'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-883026044695090785</id><published>2007-11-26T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:56:35.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LaLaLa~~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My korean name is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kang Rae Kyung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-883026044695090785?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/883026044695090785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=883026044695090785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/883026044695090785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/883026044695090785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/lalala.html' title='LaLaLa~~~~~'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-214337209775465603</id><published>2007-11-26T01:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:55:12.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone&amp;Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This Story Was Told By Someone Else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Two friends were walking through the dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; During some point of the journey they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The one who got slappes was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote on the sand :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The friend who had slapped and saved, his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The other friend replied " When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. but, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in the stone where no wind can ever erase it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone.&lt;br /&gt;THEY SAY IT TAKES A MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON,AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM,A DAY TO LOVE THEM,BUT THENAN ENTIRE LIFE TO FORGET THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-214337209775465603?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/214337209775465603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=214337209775465603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/214337209775465603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/214337209775465603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_26.html' title='Stone&amp;Sand'/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-6340213594563632734</id><published>2007-11-26T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:51:36.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This story is on story told by my form teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The story begins like this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Her name was Mrs. Thompson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And Teddy could be unpleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;After the children left she cried for at least an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; Instead, she began to teach children..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D. The story doesn't end there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; You see, there was yet another letter that spring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;They hugged each, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Note:This story used to be on the television, all black and white with no sound.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-6340213594563632734?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/6340213594563632734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=6340213594563632734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/6340213594563632734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701217972856471389/posts/default/6340213594563632734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>XiaoGalGal(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823246664520366131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-6701217972856471389.post-5990788345555634626</id><published>2007-11-26T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:35:41.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whale Of Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahaz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Finally the moment iwhich i had waited 4 a long time had finally come 2 life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That day, i slept till 11.30a.m.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My friends,Fion,Munee,Jessica,yiting,had arranged 2 meet at the bus- stop at 12 noon and i was running late by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I rushed to get dressed and ran to the bus- stop at Tampines(near my school)and i was living at Simei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Halfway waliking to Tampines, i got a phone call from Munee and she said that Jessica was unable to come along,what a pity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then later YiTing said that she had to stay at home as her mum wanted her to eat her lunch first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, i had skipped my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When i reached the bus-stop, i saw Fion had already reached there,together we walked to Munee's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then later Munee came an bring us to her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When i reached the gate of Munee's house, i was afraid of Munee's dog,Timmy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As i went to Munee's house a few days back and screamed when the dog suddenly jumped on me.I am really afraid of dogs but yet i still want to keep a dog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But on that day i was not that frightened when Timmy jumped on me, cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;While waiting 4 Yiting and her brother,Willam,2 come, we were busy sending songs to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.Then later, Yiting and Willaim came and we went down and play volleyball and also brought Timmy down wif us too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But we later found out that Timmy was too troublesome and later brought him back to the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We went down and Munee and Fion brought down some money and they treat Yiting and me ice-cream and drinks as we both r truly broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We played to about 3.oop.m., then Yiting and William had to go home already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then later,Fion, Munee and me played the Game Of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And then later we went down and play volleyball again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;About 8.oop.m., Fion and me had to go home already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And my mum sent Fion home first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wow!What a day it Was!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701217972856471389-5990788345555634626?l=xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaogalgal95.blogspot.com/feeds/5990788345555634626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701217972856471389&amp;postID=5990788345555634626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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