<?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-1147676106341393822</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:08:21.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>page 17</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-4961476932222713927</id><published>2009-08-02T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T04:52:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye!</title><content type='html'>byebye, my outdated blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will create another blog someday, but for now it's time to start the marathon for all - mug for prelims for A levels. The time has finally come and ohwellllllllllls. Life's been pretty much normal. But who cares about what happens now. I care more about what happens after A levels lol. So whatever it is, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-4961476932222713927?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4961476932222713927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=4961476932222713927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4961476932222713927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4961476932222713927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye.html' title='bye!'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-6747669833318971158</id><published>2009-05-07T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:48:35.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If one day, we all return back to our own worlds, I will look back and say, 'No matter what, I still loved the times we've ever had together.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I still loved the times we've ever had together, friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-6747669833318971158?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6747669833318971158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=6747669833318971158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/6747669833318971158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/6747669833318971158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-one-day-we-all-return-back-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-8726853686449284523</id><published>2009-01-27T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:20:00.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! okay last 14 hours of my holiday... -.= sian. haha!    &lt;br /&gt;my family end up doing alot of bai nian, even though our extended families are not in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chu xi we did nothing much, just ate and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday chu yi we went to kekepiaopiao's house! at first abit hmmm. 'cos too long nv talk liddat so suddenly dunno what to say. but after awhile we started talking about the past and hahahaha was quite fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fooled around with their webcam hahahaha, taking lots of spastic pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7Bo4CZI_I/AAAAAAAABJM/014EbKiERtQ/s1600-h/n630051642_1821233_7224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7Bo4CZI_I/AAAAAAAABJM/014EbKiERtQ/s320/n630051642_1821233_7224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883119815631858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BowaPYxI/AAAAAAAABJE/copILYQrq6Y/s1600-h/n630051642_1821227_5650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BowaPYxI/AAAAAAAABJE/copILYQrq6Y/s320/n630051642_1821227_5650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883117768172306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BosTl5FI/AAAAAAAABI8/uda9CSe9Dlc/s1600-h/n630051642_1821225_5160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BosTl5FI/AAAAAAAABI8/uda9CSe9Dlc/s320/n630051642_1821225_5160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883116666545234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BoHVoTBI/AAAAAAAABI0/Ac2knrq_jKw/s1600-h/n630051642_1821224_4918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BoHVoTBI/AAAAAAAABI0/Ac2knrq_jKw/s320/n630051642_1821224_4918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883106742979602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BoHukxAI/AAAAAAAABIs/-5kgCUwqk9M/s1600-h/n630051642_1821221_4211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7BoHukxAI/AAAAAAAABIs/-5kgCUwqk9M/s320/n630051642_1821221_4211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883106847605762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lots more. HAHAHAHA. super retarded. and we found out that the whole world. is. LINKED. HAHAHAHAHA. like, seriously. i know them. they know this guy. this guy has a girlfriend. his girlfriend said that she played with them when they were young (like neighbourhood those kind, play at playground). i know this guy. blah blah blah. HAHAHA. super funny when alot of facts were like uncovered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly rmbed like how we were in the past (primary school)... everyday trying to be "supergirls" hahahaha to save the stray cats in our neighbourhood and even creating some respectable burial ceremony for a rodent lying in the drain, dying. HAHAHAHA.(i suddenly rmb how we prayed that the rodent/rat will go to heaven or smthg). and we end up getting scolded when we go home by our mothers, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah... lotsa lotsa lotsa things! i just wish that maybe our lives arent so far apart like we are today, maybe we will still be enjoying lotsa things together. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, i'm starting to get freaked about my future la. as what mr heah had said two years ago, "during chinese new year... people will either ask you... got girlfriend already or not? if got girlfriend already... when are you getting married? if marry liao... when are you having kids? if have kids liao... which school do you plan to send him/her? BLAH BLAH BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. for me, my parents' friends will ask, J2 liao right? A levels HORRRRRR... must work hard... what course you wanna do in future? how is chinese literature??? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and got one family there is a sec 4 RI guy and sec 1 st. nic. girl, and they talked about subject combi and schools for SUPER LONG. i felt like i need to buck up in order to get a decent sized rice bowl in future. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR. OKAY. bleah. i din do any revision. i just marginally did some homework. left with vectors tutorial and gp holiday hw... HAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hor, i feel like my 18th birthday seems to be like any other day. haha. there's no significant festive feeling this year. dunno why. yikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-8726853686449284523?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8726853686449284523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=8726853686449284523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8726853686449284523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8726853686449284523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-okay-last-14-hours-of-my-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SX7Bo4CZI_I/AAAAAAAABJM/014EbKiERtQ/s72-c/n630051642_1821233_7224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-7940204842224283527</id><published>2009-01-24T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:47:36.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to get things OVER and DONE with, because whatever i say bounces back right smack in my face, like ping pong balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-7940204842224283527?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7940204842224283527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=7940204842224283527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7940204842224283527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7940204842224283527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-want-to-get-things-over-and-done.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-7105582568100981392</id><published>2009-01-23T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:56:21.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY. THE LONG CNY HOLIDAY IS. HERE!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so tired... even though it had just been 2 weeks of school ONLY. getting a cold now, how auspicious. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but firstly, i spent my second half of my first week of school preparing for ntu mun position paper and hosting my tianjin buddy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather nervous/scared for ntu mun 'cos i have the impression that everyone there is like affluent in language and super fast in rebuttals and debates. haha. but aye, that is smthg for me to worry about... later. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had cny celebrations! not bad, first time i become so high and go around exchanging oranges with every single classmate!!! (: it is really nice. 04 is a really nice class now. like... somehow i feel that we are united. hahahaha. its an unconscious feeling. our new class cts are jia sheng and jeremy! haha. jia sheng not bad, we nv make the wrong choice xD      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway! today ms feng was super nice and bought cakes and chips for our class to eat! and so after assembly all of us went to amphitheatre for class time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBOto8HzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/iVRhk2JV8UE/s1600-h/P1230290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBOto8HzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/iVRhk2JV8UE/s320/P1230290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294475295464365874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBOy6M2zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/R0nZt6pbh4U/s1600-h/P1230325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBOy6M2zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/R0nZt6pbh4U/s320/P1230325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294475296878943026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YU SHENG!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBPPKdy-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/09NA6vN9_nU/s1600-h/P1230327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBPPKdy-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/09NA6vN9_nU/s320/P1230327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294475304463354850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnNBd_8c1I/AAAAAAAABCk/2Fxlr6NLJm8/s1600-h/P1230297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnNBd_8c1I/AAAAAAAABCk/2Fxlr6NLJm8/s320/P1230297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294488262067123026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCx_PynJI/AAAAAAAABAE/7OSGMPLjOxM/s1600-h/P1230298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCx_PynJI/AAAAAAAABAE/7OSGMPLjOxM/s320/P1230298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294477000997772434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O scandalous couple! hahahahahaha. (and daniel only smiled when he sat beside lynna hahahaha so biased! stupid patty. hahahhahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCyfa5tyI/AAAAAAAABAM/AODoUiJh4Qo/s1600-h/P1230333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCyfa5tyI/AAAAAAAABAM/AODoUiJh4Qo/s320/P1230333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294477009634309922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! 步步高升，学业进步，A LEVELS 考得一级棒!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCyXBtpkI/AAAAAAAABAU/1MbJ9Y4dHjA/s1600-h/P1230335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCyXBtpkI/AAAAAAAABAU/1MbJ9Y4dHjA/s320/P1230335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294477007381177922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the yu sheng thing, my arm was marinated with the sauce and carrot bits as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCylj9YRI/AAAAAAAABAc/KEnu5VhQkf8/s1600-h/P1230336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCylj9YRI/AAAAAAAABAc/KEnu5VhQkf8/s320/P1230336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294477011282911506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms feng :D she is really demure i think. strict in a soft, nice way. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCzA-kbuI/AAAAAAAABAk/jZ5yIp61nHQ/s1600-h/P1230337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnCzA-kbuI/AAAAAAAABAk/jZ5yIp61nHQ/s320/P1230337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294477018642280162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaning up.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJkRH_E8I/AAAAAAAABAs/HKZMtOL3BZc/s1600-h/P1230338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJkRH_E8I/AAAAAAAABAs/HKZMtOL3BZc/s320/P1230338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484461860099010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the hall before cny celebrations! xiuhui, my combi partner, wooHOOOOOOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJkpyW9jI/AAAAAAAABA0/No4_LmqE24U/s1600-h/P1230339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJkpyW9jI/AAAAAAAABA0/No4_LmqE24U/s320/P1230339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484468480276018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hentai! *trembles* hahhahahahaa. (she din know i made that expression hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJkhz6HEI/AAAAAAAABA8/efoo1VIkLY4/s1600-h/P1230340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJkhz6HEI/AAAAAAAABA8/efoo1VIkLY4/s320/P1230340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484466339290178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of our few pictures tgt hahahahaha, so rare right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJk5bnT5I/AAAAAAAABBE/LdK_DbVseNg/s1600-h/P1230350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJk5bnT5I/AAAAAAAABBE/LdK_DbVseNg/s320/P1230350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484472679845778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final birthday celebrations at the sch crest! super hot, but aw rather nice haha. they pasted pictures all over the wall haha. and made me read MY TIME CAPSULE. WHICH I WROTE, THINKING THAT EVERYONE ELSE WILL HAVE ONE AND WE WILL BURY IT IN SCHOOL TOGETHER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my heart was fully exposed to them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, the moment was really romantic in a sense haha. not that it is super sad, but my time capsule was rather pessimistic, talking about stuff like "i love you" (guys) and stuff. hahahhaa. but yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is, i swear, the one and only time i'm gonna say those three words for the rest of the years i think. HAHAHAHA. until maybe after As :P shld have recorded my melodious voice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJlauykhI/AAAAAAAABBM/qnP01kTjFAE/s1600-h/P1230357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnJlauykhI/AAAAAAAABBM/qnP01kTjFAE/s320/P1230357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484481618645522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to far east to eat chicken rice, and then walked around. daniel left cos of his curfew, jh left cos of her own curfew too, and then the remaining four of us just walked around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynna left after that to meet up with her dad to go shoppppppppppppping hahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;and SO. i did an impulsive thing today. hahahahahah. i had hair extensions! not really obvious cos i have alot of hair all over the place. hahahahaha. ama too. kristy din dare :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom din even notice anything hahahaha. i had three reddish stands and two brownish strands. i shld have goten 5 or more reddish strands. hahaha. brown doesnt look that good on me, looks better on ama. next time kristy shall get them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKobhKviI/AAAAAAAABBU/KKHiAMGmuco/s1600-h/P1230353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKobhKviI/AAAAAAAABBU/KKHiAMGmuco/s320/P1230353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294485632881180194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the big O.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKoptTFPI/AAAAAAAABBc/IC-iuCJSFuc/s1600-h/P1230359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKoptTFPI/AAAAAAAABBc/IC-iuCJSFuc/s320/P1230359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294485636690154738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another act of impulse. we bought specs! funky ones. HAHAHAHAHA. 5 bucks each, YAY! planning to wear to sch on the day before v day (to raise "market demand" HAHAHAHHAA but logically speaking i think will lower our "market demand" to like negative infinity hahahahahaha). or maybe next wed. post cny, must be HIP MANNNNNNNN. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKo6NvkxI/AAAAAAAABBk/JGq-8XRYIWo/s1600-h/P1230358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKo6NvkxI/AAAAAAAABBk/JGq-8XRYIWo/s320/P1230358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294485641121207058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goofy pictures taken at orchard mrt station while waiting for kristy's late SHERMAN to come. hahahahaha. i think we totally embarrassed ourselves in public. but well, i guess these specs make us unrecognizable, right? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKpeEu2vI/AAAAAAAABBs/9mhGbVTQUvo/s1600-h/P1230360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKpeEu2vI/AAAAAAAABBs/9mhGbVTQUvo/s320/P1230360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294485650747087602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKpQ_DsDI/AAAAAAAABB0/vM7_7g5F84A/s1600-h/P1230374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnKpQ_DsDI/AAAAAAAABB0/vM7_7g5F84A/s320/P1230374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294485647233626162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLpI2YhMI/AAAAAAAABB8/dXE9taYQfxs/s1600-h/P1230362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLpI2YhMI/AAAAAAAABB8/dXE9taYQfxs/s320/P1230362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294486744561386690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLpmxc6oI/AAAAAAAABCE/TYQ8ZQkEr58/s1600-h/P1230367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLpmxc6oI/AAAAAAAABCE/TYQ8ZQkEr58/s320/P1230367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294486752593767042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLpxQVCXI/AAAAAAAABCM/MvJ3RaLg-NU/s1600-h/P1230381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLpxQVCXI/AAAAAAAABCM/MvJ3RaLg-NU/s320/P1230381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294486755407628658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot on! hahahah. the red light was from kristy's cam. the effect was not bad! hahahaha. i din even know the red light was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLqNE4O0I/AAAAAAAABCU/wVpqMYnTbNY/s1600-h/P1230376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLqNE4O0I/AAAAAAAABCU/wVpqMYnTbNY/s320/P1230376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294486762875796290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLqbsZnYI/AAAAAAAABCc/-Z0Op9KslxA/s1600-h/P1230364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnLqbsZnYI/AAAAAAAABCc/-Z0Op9KslxA/s320/P1230364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294486766799658370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that ends of my lovely day today! (: thanks to all those who gave me birthday presents in advance. especially ama, daniel, jh, kristy, and lynna (alphabetical order again HAHA), and fu di and hui wei, and roddy and qingyun, and my pri sch friend xi zi a.k.a. watermelon :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is not yet here though. it just has to land on the first day of cny. HAHA. auspicious, lucky, or WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i just realized smthg. this year i will have ONE MORE ANG BAO TO TAKE. HAHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM MY SIS!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA. since she is working already. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;having an elder sis who works is such a wonderful thing. &lt;br /&gt;$.$&lt;br /&gt;*chi-king chi-king* HAHA. and she already said that she will treat my whole family to new york new york. but at this rate, i think after cny i will be busy on weekends for at least 3 weeks. haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i haven blogged about my tianjin buddy yet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th december (sunday): Touring Singapore with the tianjin students :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSm1s5vpI/AAAAAAAABCs/LsnOmQecIEE/s1600-h/n747649571_1948462_3169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSm1s5vpI/AAAAAAAABCs/LsnOmQecIEE/s320/n747649571_1948462_3169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494401643003538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSmxqhueI/AAAAAAAABC0/i-VrcJh8mxc/s1600-h/n747649571_1948467_4483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSmxqhueI/AAAAAAAABC0/i-VrcJh8mxc/s320/n747649571_1948467_4483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494400559299042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSmwIvsxI/AAAAAAAABC8/9f8sgzqgZiE/s1600-h/n747649571_1948468_4741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSmwIvsxI/AAAAAAAABC8/9f8sgzqgZiE/s320/n747649571_1948468_4741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494400149173010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSnSB0QwI/AAAAAAAABDE/MhmCDCCvA1M/s1600-h/n747649571_1948471_5522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSnSB0QwI/AAAAAAAABDE/MhmCDCCvA1M/s320/n747649571_1948471_5522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494409246917378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSnbmtqhI/AAAAAAAABDM/djHixVHLXSQ/s1600-h/n747649571_1948477_7176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnSnbmtqhI/AAAAAAAABDM/djHixVHLXSQ/s320/n747649571_1948477_7176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494411817593362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMN0euUI/AAAAAAAABDU/TzVd8myvi6g/s1600-h/n747649571_1948497_3243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMN0euUI/AAAAAAAABDU/TzVd8myvi6g/s320/n747649571_1948497_3243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294495043772397890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMS5GW1I/AAAAAAAABDc/cCyoa-XuHoE/s1600-h/n747649571_1948500_4199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMS5GW1I/AAAAAAAABDc/cCyoa-XuHoE/s320/n747649571_1948500_4199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294495045133949778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMbpEP2I/AAAAAAAABDk/iWStOhHZMtA/s1600-h/n747649571_1948506_6154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMbpEP2I/AAAAAAAABDk/iWStOhHZMtA/s320/n747649571_1948506_6154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294495047482621794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMZ7ExVI/AAAAAAAABDs/1_jODDiTK08/s1600-h/n747649571_1948509_7164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnTMZ7ExVI/AAAAAAAABDs/1_jODDiTK08/s320/n747649571_1948509_7164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294495047021282642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner at the dining hall at the hostel, we brought our buddies home! my buddy went over to her uncle's (father's younger brother) house to stay over for one night, so i was basically free for one day hahahahaha as compared to the rest who brought their buddies out on sunday. she came back for dinner on sunday night and the next day she just joined us for our lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was rather bored 'cos she cldnt really understand most of the lessons... other than my chinese lit lesson HAHAHAHAHA.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyep! after that she went to stay at the sch hostel already... super fast right? i wanted to bring her to so many places! like sentosa beach. they din have a chance to go u noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we brought them to island creamery, and thursday evening we had a farewell dinner tgt at the hostel (where everyone came down for reunion dinner too! rather interesting. everyone living in the hostel is like. THERE. HAHA.)     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7fgUh6I/AAAAAAAABD0/M7mW2TVG5E4/s1600-h/P1180262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7fgUh6I/AAAAAAAABD0/M7mW2TVG5E4/s320/P1180262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496955485161378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;on sunday night, my parents brought my buddy to east coast for walk walk cos she nv get to go to a beach! so yeah... saw super big sandcastles cordoned off in an area, looked super big, large and professional!!! hahaha. my cam didnt catch the scene very nicely cos of the lighting boohoo.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7YucHmI/AAAAAAAABD8/r7jTYRQMdlM/s1600-h/P1180263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7YucHmI/AAAAAAAABD8/r7jTYRQMdlM/s320/P1180263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496953665330786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiu rong and her buddy. we were at island creamery! it was once sinful day. me and mu buddy pigged out on one baked alaska, one mud pie, and one double scoop ice cream cup. dinner was ichiban sushi with set meals and DESSERT (tempura ice cream). AHHHHHHHHH. my buddy put her hand around my waist during photo taking and commented, "eh, 醉肉!" *RUNS ALONG THE BEACH AND SCREAMS IN HYSTERIA, AND THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT SWALLOWED FATTY YANG KAI TING*   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7pf3b4I/AAAAAAAABEE/JpINGT7NPZ0/s1600-h/P1190266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7pf3b4I/AAAAAAAABEE/JpINGT7NPZ0/s320/P1190266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496958167609218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7-GiMQI/AAAAAAAABEM/7zVnj2Nnsko/s1600-h/P1190267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU7-GiMQI/AAAAAAAABEM/7zVnj2Nnsko/s320/P1190267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496963698503938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU8bMjZtI/AAAAAAAABEU/cDWVnDb1OFQ/s1600-h/P1190268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnU8bMjZtI/AAAAAAAABEU/cDWVnDb1OFQ/s320/P1190268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496971508377298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at hostel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVk7h6LWI/AAAAAAAABEc/VUDqnhoNTlA/s1600-h/P1220269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVk7h6LWI/AAAAAAAABEc/VUDqnhoNTlA/s320/P1220269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294497667382652258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my buddy, zhang shi yuan (张诗媛)! did i get her yuan correct? oh dears.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVla7If3I/AAAAAAAABEk/BZLSTnm-aNo/s1600-h/P1220271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVla7If3I/AAAAAAAABEk/BZLSTnm-aNo/s320/P1220271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294497675809947506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suba's buddy, ding yi ran! they seriously LOVED our roti prata!!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVlXkG61I/AAAAAAAABEs/jeaFbyCqT0A/s1600-h/P1220272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVlXkG61I/AAAAAAAABEs/jeaFbyCqT0A/s320/P1220272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294497674908068690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVl8W84TI/AAAAAAAABE0/2wWAW44I8_U/s1600-h/P1220274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVl8W84TI/AAAAAAAABE0/2wWAW44I8_U/s320/P1220274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294497684784996658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVl2D99yI/AAAAAAAABE8/QzwH05ymLUs/s1600-h/P1220283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnVl2D99yI/AAAAAAAABE8/QzwH05ymLUs/s320/P1220283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294497683094763298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWQkF_AvI/AAAAAAAABFE/pgpq1RActPE/s1600-h/P1220284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWQkF_AvI/AAAAAAAABFE/pgpq1RActPE/s320/P1220284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294498417005757170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sch catered food for everyone of us (including boarding sch students) plus this fabulous roti prata stall outside the dining hall. it was really good. the prata was soft, plus the curry, AWWWWWWWW. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWQgo13PI/AAAAAAAABFM/edjCGOCVHvo/s1600-h/P1220287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWQgo13PI/AAAAAAAABFM/edjCGOCVHvo/s320/P1220287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294498416078216434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after saying goodbyes to our buddies (off they went, to the night safari. super pack la, their schedule!), we took pictures on the hillcrest road like we own it. HAHA. i'm not inside! D: nvm. to be able to self-sacrifice is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. that was one LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG POST. &lt;br /&gt;on a side note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys, i tried out the shoe you guys gave me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWpmZjY3I/AAAAAAAABFc/mgG8y-SntbA/s1600-h/P1230389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWpmZjY3I/AAAAAAAABFc/mgG8y-SntbA/s320/P1230389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294498847121433458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWpV6YHDI/AAAAAAAABFU/91EQ1xy0my4/s1600-h/P1230388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnWpV6YHDI/AAAAAAAABFU/91EQ1xy0my4/s320/P1230388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294498842695703602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. quite alot of things happened. i'm so tired! and i'm coming down with a flu/cold or smthg. hope it wont get worse... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@.@ next week onwards will be work work work already. KAMBATTE! the journey has just started...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-7105582568100981392?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7105582568100981392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=7105582568100981392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7105582568100981392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7105582568100981392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/yayyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SXnBOto8HzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/iVRhk2JV8UE/s72-c/P1230290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-5529867869043880192</id><published>2009-01-10T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:42:05.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmRujqBP4I/AAAAAAAAA_E/7VWBKdpU3sU/s1600-h/baby_by_GenevieveAlbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmRujqBP4I/AAAAAAAAA_E/7VWBKdpU3sU/s320/baby_by_GenevieveAlbert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289919466354851714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY BEFORE ALL NIGHTMARES COME. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmSpSxrQ2I/AAAAAAAAA_M/TPvv5fwC1LY/s1600-h/Donut_Panic_Comp_by_Capttylor34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmSpSxrQ2I/AAAAAAAAA_M/TPvv5fwC1LY/s320/Donut_Panic_Comp_by_Capttylor34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289920475435844450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY. I NEED TO CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmTeomIgSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/aRorIQrFzdM/s1600-h/Meditate_by_constandse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmTeomIgSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/aRorIQrFzdM/s320/Meditate_by_constandse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289921391826075938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, unless i'm uber excited or uber sad, i will NOT blog. let's see. i will blog about hows sch. i will blog about my buddy coming here. i will blog about cny. i will blog about NJOAC CNY Reunion 2009 :D i will blog about my BIRTHDAY :D i will blog about my bd celebration with WEN JUN :D i will blog about ntu mun :D and after that i will retreat and fully concentrate on my common tests before march holiday. yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. i'm spending my last day slacking. i'm quite tired after running 16 rounds around my park this morning. urgh, aching haha. i can just fall asleep but i wanna keep myself awake, so that i wont suffer from lack of sleep on the first day of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-5529867869043880192?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5529867869043880192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=5529867869043880192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/5529867869043880192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/5529867869043880192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-day-before-all-nightmares-come.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWmRujqBP4I/AAAAAAAAA_E/7VWBKdpU3sU/s72-c/baby_by_GenevieveAlbert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2765421103014696856</id><published>2009-01-10T04:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T05:38:22.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i FINALLY updated my links. i cant remember when was the last time i actually had links on my blog. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is still not fully updated though. still got alot of pple i wanna link but still haven manage to find their blog add yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. anyway. last night i went jogging, YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPqyevqI/AAAAAAAAA-E/B14skZpqddM/s1600-h/punk_powerpuff_by_angels_pyro123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPqyevqI/AAAAAAAAA-E/B14skZpqddM/s320/punk_powerpuff_by_angels_pyro123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289648455833009826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. it isnt really idealistic for me to use a powerpuff girl to represent my triumph. HAHA. but well, as i continued to browse, i realized it is appropriate cos the reason i started to exercise to because i dont want to become like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPv1CvOI/AAAAAAAAA-M/xuyBYUsWroc/s1600-h/A_chubby_Powerpuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPv1CvOI/AAAAAAAAA-M/xuyBYUsWroc/s320/A_chubby_Powerpuff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289648457185934562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPnq5QQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/0G9vEWT9z4A/s1600-h/Powerpuff_Bubblegum_by_MikeMedia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPnq5QQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/0G9vEWT9z4A/s320/Powerpuff_Bubblegum_by_MikeMedia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289648454995886338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. DAMN FUNNY. okay. if you are not laughing too bad, different frequency from me. hahahahahhahahahaha. its just that a mutated powerpuff looks super weird and funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. MY BUDDY IS COMING IN... 6 DAYS' TIME. ROAR! today i dragged out alot of mattresses and managed to make two beds of around the same height. in fact both add up to like more than a king sized bed and my room now is practically. CLUTTERED. i cant really walk... okay fine it is possible to walk but i have less than 5 metres length of space available to walk through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZS2QdxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/m9UYSLDnoSk/s1600-h/P1100186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZS2QdxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/m9UYSLDnoSk/s320/P1100186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289654118763230994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was during the day, after i finish piling up matresses so that me and my buddy can sleep and look into each other's eyes :D HAHAHAHA. crap. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZivEeGI/AAAAAAAAA-k/M7q5hYFJ1AQ/s1600-h/P1100189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZivEeGI/AAAAAAAAA-k/M7q5hYFJ1AQ/s320/P1100189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289654123028052066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from the bed's point of view. alot of things la my room. like toys i played when i was a kid, books i read when i was a kid. and my mom wants to keep them for my children -.= omg lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZkfvI3I/AAAAAAAAA-s/MF-rtSfMFIQ/s1600-h/P1100196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 82px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZkfvI3I/AAAAAAAAA-s/MF-rtSfMFIQ/s320/P1100196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289654123500610418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took this :D i changed the bedsheets after that. yay two identical beds! so comfy so comfy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZ6xnR5I/AAAAAAAAA-0/zDUEZwc9HGc/s1600-h/P1100199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigZ6xnR5I/AAAAAAAAA-0/zDUEZwc9HGc/s320/P1100199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289654129481172882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigaSQC6OI/AAAAAAAAA-8/aZ_joejBsyA/s1600-h/P1100200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWigaSQC6OI/AAAAAAAAA-8/aZ_joejBsyA/s320/P1100200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289654135782828258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haha okay. i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna bring my buddy to so many places, but i just realized, NOT ENOUGH TIME! she is coming to singapore on friday night.. then saturday going to bring her out to sentosa 'cos she said she wanna go to the beach (apparently it is q hard to find a beach in tianjin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan i wan. to send her on the bungee jump too! i wanna bring her to marche before/after the sentosa trip. ahhhhhhhhhh. so many things! hahahaha. need $$$ also. hahahahaha. nvm about that. shall wait and see what is her schedule and where will our sch bring her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG. I JUST FOUND OUT who my MATH TEACHER FOR 2009 IS. if you dunno why im kicking such a big fuss out of it, i had ms ruby ng for the first 3/4 of the year, every math lesson i had to hold my breathe to shield myself from all menopausal anger and frustration, and then after that she disappeared, and we had relief teachers for a couple of weeks, and then 3 weeks or smthg before promos, we had james lim, and then we can mrs cheng's son, mr cheng (who was quite good), but he left after our promos so yeah WE WERE TUTORLESS for math. now i have this guy called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr bek? mr bek (aik chiang alvin)? WHOZZAT? o.O i am veli verli verli corncerrrrned about it. hahahahahaha. okay. im pretty sure i will find out about that on monday.. math confirm have one. lalalalalalallaala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! tml morning im going to go swim (:&lt;br /&gt;BUH BYEEEEEEEEE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2765421103014696856?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2765421103014696856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2765421103014696856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2765421103014696856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2765421103014696856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finally-updated-my-links.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWibPqyevqI/AAAAAAAAA-E/B14skZpqddM/s72-c/punk_powerpuff_by_angels_pyro123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-624785839081611938</id><published>2009-01-07T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T03:30:33.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exercising, at last.</title><content type='html'>whoooooooo! today we had water/land pt! whoa, super long nv exercise man. the running process was rather torturing to my delicate pampered fats. but :D feels good to be exercising once again. but i'm feeling the after-effects of exertion now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWSQQ_pSWeI/AAAAAAAAA98/BdCqGW8cs5g/s1600-h/My_little_hamster__3_by_Mika09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWSQQ_pSWeI/AAAAAAAAA98/BdCqGW8cs5g/s320/My_little_hamster__3_by_Mika09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288510484076714466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran for about.. is it 3.3 km? yeah one round around bedok reservoir luh. then did sets of muscle toning exercises like superman, sit-ups, push ups etc along the way.&lt;br /&gt;and there was kayaking after that! :D omg. i really love kayaking. q fun. played water polo and stuff. had q a fun experience experimenting with how you can kayak on a sit-on-top kayak. i.e. me and jillian faced each other and kayaked HAHA. one person had to backpaddle and one person had to paddle forward, so the coordination was q screwed, especially at desperate times of getting a spiky pink ball thrown at us, we'll go, "AHHHHHHHHHH THE BALL'S COMING!! MOVE MOVE MOVE!!! (and the kayak doesnt move cos the directions we paddle minus off each other = zero displacement).. which direction ahhh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha super hilarious. gets tiring after awhile lol. and whoa, today talked to jillian alot. HAHA. i think one weird thing about us is that maybe we never talk for months, but after that we can get along perfectly fine and are very straightforward on some issues still.. LOL. not bad not bad (: i wanna find a day to go rollerblade with her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just feel like curling up on my bed and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="361"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=77731116&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=77731116&amp;width=1337" height="361" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/77731116/"&gt;hamster&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://moloko-yeah.deviantart.com/"&gt;moloko-yeah&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;ohwells, but i have france position paper to finish by tml, and the three articles for gp to finish by tml too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyups! time to go read the gp articles and choose my viewpoints and maybe just leave them there while i watch my ijimae at ten :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-624785839081611938?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/624785839081611938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=624785839081611938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/624785839081611938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/624785839081611938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/hamster-by-moloko-yeah-on-deviant-art.html' title='exercising, at last.'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SWSQQ_pSWeI/AAAAAAAAA98/BdCqGW8cs5g/s72-c/My_little_hamster__3_by_Mika09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-27727528266441936</id><published>2009-01-04T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:55:49.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighs. nvm. i blogged two entries and deleted twice. know why? i'm too sick and tired over the fact that im ranting again cos of the same topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not worth my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you really wanna know. its about that perfectly reasonable mother of mine again. &lt;br /&gt;i wished i had a different mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-27727528266441936?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/27727528266441936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=27727528266441936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/27727528266441936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/27727528266441936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-reasonable-for-me-to-ask-for.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2312964580218524919</id><published>2009-01-04T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:01:15.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. YAP JIA MIN IS IN CAMPUS SUPERSTAR. hahahahaha. jh called me just now and told me this piece of uber shocking news. for the first time ever, i will tune in to campus superstars every week now. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem retest is two days away! and omg, i'm only 50% through my revision. only plan to scrape through it.. if can pass that will be good 'cos i DID attempt revision.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my mom helped me straighten my hair. HAHA. okay, with some cream she bought a lonnnnnnnng time ago. so my hair is like, straight now. not the rebonded flat kinda straight. normal straight. and still smells of the chemical even though i washed my hair twice already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom told me to NOT wash my hair for TWO days to see how long the effect will last (if i keep some of the chemicals on longer at first, just like rebonded hair).roars. initially planned to go lib to study with jh and yile, but ohwells! guess i will have to stay hom and revise chem with my chemically fragrant hair drooping down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's reopening SOON. AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;my buddy zhang shi shi is coming SOON. AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;everything bad is coming SOON. AHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is coming SOON. YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;trying to think of things i wanna do on the day i become 18 ;) or rather, before or after =.= since it clashes with cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;i shant expect much this year i guess, since everyone will be busy... i will be busy.. blah blah. ohwells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways. time to go do my energetics prac questions :D wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;CHEM ROCKS. I LURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVE CHEM. yes. you know it, i know it. I LOVE CHEM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2312964580218524919?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2312964580218524919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2312964580218524919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2312964580218524919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2312964580218524919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-3944876645944641367</id><published>2009-01-01T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:52:25.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i'm here to finish my mission after being tagged by my wonderfully free friend, kristy. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 The first person who tag in your blog is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh. yeah i have the same response as kristy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't even understand this stupid question. First, its in bad english, and second, its misleading! Am i supposed to state the very first person who tagged my blog at the very beginning of time?? and if it was asking for the first name on my tagboard as of now then why the heck do i need to state who it is since it changes, and anyone could jolly well go scrolling down and take a peep at it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. but well, F Y I... the first person who tagged my board is. YANG KAI TING.&lt;br /&gt;yes. so am i gonna talk about her? sure. HAHA. but alternatively, i can talk about kristy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: well, she is someone who shares the same body as me.. knows it when i ate too much and the fats on my tummy are being jammed together like megamac burg, knows it when i'm sad.. tastes the tears i cry and listens to my laughter and prayers. well. its a kinda.. really close relationship, if you ask me. BUT, i'm not lesbian, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: MYYYYYYYYYYY nice wonderful (good!) FUUUUUUUU-WWWWWWWWEEEEENNNNN-DDDDDDD!!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Your impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: oh WOW. you sure you wanna ask me this? well.. my impression of her is kinda.. complicated. but yeah. she's a kinda complicated person but i can understand her easily :D hows that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: my impression of kristy????? hmmmmmmmm. quite conscientious (she does work constantly), q a nice contributive (if there is such a word) friend, worries alot at times, but what i worry most is that she carries everything by herself. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 The most memorable thing he/she had done for u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: hmmmmmmm. most memorable thing? looking in the mirror when i'm about to bathe? that was quite memorable. (surprisingly it wasn't a traumatising experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: hMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. actually i cant rmb any. HAHAHAHA SORRY KRISTY. BUT. i do remember how you were there when i had my troubles and i cant really just pour them out to anyone... haha. i feel comfortable with you and its really a great thing! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 The most memorable thing he/she said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: oh. there was once she told me i looked nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: about the same response as above :D well, naturally, since all we like to talk and do crazy and spastic stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 If he/she become your lover you will &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: think it doesnt really make a difference actually (i can two-time her and i wont get trashed or slapped :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: hmmmmmmm. i will have to deal with sherman first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 If he/she become your lover, the thing he/she has to improve will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: -no comments-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: go for a sex change operation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 If he/she become your enemy, you will? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: oh thats bad. that will be a kinda split-personality-disorder kind of life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: hmmmmm. i guess i will be sad that i lose such a friend.. but in the first place i swear i wont make her my enemy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: for being me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: hmmmmmmmmm. lemmi think. on second thoughts.. sherman might make a good boyfriend.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. just joking xD maybe i betray her or smthg? like do smthg really really against her. as much as backstab i guess.. but hmmmmm. why wld i do that in the first place? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yang kai ting: this is tiring. I QUIT BEING A DOUBLE ME. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kristy: create happy memories with her for the year of 2009 (maybe happy memories of being buried under books and notes together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM? whats the point of asking this question again. hmmmmmm. i guess a person who is easy to get close to, but not close enough to enter her mind cos she protects it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 How you think people around you feel about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urmmmmmmm. well, i shall state the erroneous opinions first. like, retarded, spastic, crazy, wild, happy, joyful kinda person? to a further extent, maybe irritating? too "neutral" at times when i need to make a stand to protect someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL. actually the FACT is, innocent, nice, optimistic!!! LOL. okay, just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 The characters that you love about yourself are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! this is becoming like a survey about myself. urmmmmmm i guess i like the fact that i'm optimistic, i can recover from mood swings easily.. (even if they swing back when the same old problem crops up again)..? kinda simple characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 On the the contrary, what you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;hmm being indecisive at times when i need to be decisive, sometimes being concerned about what other think of me, lack self discipline when it comes to academics (i'm gonna CHANGE that this year, i SWEAR.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. someone sufficiently smart (up to the genes), driven, determined, flexible, who makes the right choices (sometimes i can make stupid mistakes like throwing away some stuff at home and 2 weeks ltr realizing that i/someone still needs it, when i was so sure its useless 2 weeks before), and someone who knows how to appreciate what she has in her life already, fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 For people that care and like you, say smth to them?&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being in my life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;can i don do this? ): its tiring hahahhaa. okay fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. KRISTY HOHOHOHOHO. &lt;br /&gt;2. urh. urh. urh. omg i'm so friendless. i cant think of anyone who i wanna know how they feel about me urgently! fine, daniel.&lt;br /&gt;3. xiurong&lt;br /&gt;4. jing huai&lt;br /&gt;5. lemmi look at my msn contact list. HAHA. okay, waikit.&lt;br /&gt;6. you know i seriously don have anyone who im relatively closer to and don mind asking them about this. ah whatever. benjamin. HAHA. really random.&lt;br /&gt;7. jessie?&lt;br /&gt;8. desiree&lt;br /&gt;9. hui wei? haha.&lt;br /&gt;10. last one! last one! i had been any-old-how spamming names that just came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;urh urh urh urh urh urh. tingwei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. PHEW. that was the hardest question, ever. but im lazy to go and tag on their boards and say with glee, "YOU ARE TAGGED!" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;oh. urhhhhh. i dunno! HAHA. his msn nick sometimes emo emo one, i also dunno from song lyrics or from his heart. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;hMMMMMMMMMMMMM. let me think. i guess male plus a fe in front? hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 If 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;oh. sweet plus sweet = too sweet, nononononono. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21 What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;a typical boring PCME combination. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22 When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;oh a few days after our china trip. my HOTEL ROOM MATE :D (shld i smile or quiver with fear HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23 What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;wow. hahahaha. i dont know. but i guess quite high/dark songs? lets hear it from the pple who knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oooh desiree likes male singers/bands with FEEL. like linkin park"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i wonder what kristy meant by "FEEL".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24 Does no. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yepyep! one brother who is getting married within 1-2 years! WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25 Will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO. even though we slept in the same room and used the same toilet in the morning, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26 How abt no. 7? &lt;br /&gt;nahhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27 Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;a big, fat, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OEI KRISTY I SAW YOUR ANSWER. what count you or jing huai! PLUS AMA! HAHAHA. eeeeeeeew yuck this is all wrong hahahahahahah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#28 Whats the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;PHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#29 Whats the hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. i'm guilty to say i dunno! but i do know that she is currently having an admin job (pay i know but i shall not disclose ;D). but to be fair, i guess she likes to shop, go out with her close circle of friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#30 Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURM. they dont know each other, but i guess if they know each other i can get along quite well? wai kit know everything about chinese songs and chinese singers and actors, and he's quite easy to talk to. while hui wei has these two too (i think) haha! so i guess they do have some things in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#31 Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;NJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#32 Talk something casually about no. 1&lt;br /&gt;URM. *spies a super long maxi dress hanging in topshop* KRISTY! THIS IS FOR YOU, I'M SERIOUS. it is the DRESS of your LIFEEEEEEE MANNNNNNNS! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#33 Have you tried developing feelings for no. 6?&lt;br /&gt;what? no! haha. he is kinda funny in a way, not weird funny but funny funny hahah but nope don think i can connect with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#34 Where does no. 9 lives?&lt;br /&gt;urm. angmokio? HAHAHAHA. (i got this from ama, LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#35 What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. blue(her default colour when choosing stuff)? white (suits her pretty well)? black (cant wear black clothes cos she is TOO SKINNY for black)?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#36 Are no. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is getting uber long. definitely, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#37 Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;i don think so.. haha. (unless you count her bf. HAHAHAHAHA. jkjk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#38 Is no. 7 th sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhh. hmmmm. i think she is pretty! (: and a really sweet kind of person. but doesnt portray herself as sexy (maybe she can be, but she doesnt show that LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#39 What is no. 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, but i know one thing for sure. he is BREATHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but firstly i seriously cant resist the temptation of introducing to you BUGSY HAHAHAHA. 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(:&lt;br /&gt;but a note about 2008.. it started with many people entering my life, but people who will eventually leave shortly after. its not exactly a really heart-wrenching kinda saddening thing, cos i've now faced the fact that i cant split my attention over too many people (to put in a direct manner), because i will start to neglect and take for granted what i HAD before that. so i've pretty much settled down, thought about exactly who i want to be in my life, and who i wont feel sad if they leave my life in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, nevertheless, ultimately i'm glad to have met all the people i had in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from aerius/agorix OGLs, all the GIRLS left me the most wonderful memory ever, how to dao-pok and make a human pie, being wild and crazy like i had never been (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqdoKCveI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jhGGjmcZtS0/s1600-h/times+when+gate+timings+clash+with+dismissal+timings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqdoKCveI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jhGGjmcZtS0/s320/times+when+gate+timings+clash+with+dismissal+timings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287488598588898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time climbing the gate when walk-in dance prac ended :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqd4siV2I/AAAAAAAAA8s/wTTrepST4j4/s1600-h/black+smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqd4siV2I/AAAAAAAAA8s/wTTrepST4j4/s320/black+smiles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287493038233442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the endless practices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqd9mEvjI/AAAAAAAAA80/djx6hvnixg4/s1600-h/tau+pok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqd9mEvjI/AAAAAAAAA80/djx6hvnixg4/s320/tau+pok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287494353305138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the endless craziness and hyperactivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqePumiiI/AAAAAAAAA88/vo_oF8U77Rk/s1600-h/aerius!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqePumiiI/AAAAAAAAA88/vo_oF8U77Rk/s320/aerius!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287499220912674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one final shot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from OG13, i think i wasnt a very OBJECTIVE kinda OGL.. i didn't make sure that everyone was bonded together and everyone is doing the same thing together. but sighs.. lesson learnt. by not doing so, rumours came flying out of nowhere but i know i've done nothing of any sort intentionally. no matter what, i still learnt stuff from everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sort of cant find any full OG13 pictures, another piece of evidence of my mistake.. hah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from organizing night hike 2008, i had my first ever experience of leading a team to plan and organize an event. i was actually SUPER scared and nervous, hoping that i didnt make a wrong move anytime, everytime. but still, i loved the experience, the recees, and everything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 06ip04, it is really amazing that i got associated (quite suddenly) with this group of pple, and now my love for these friends of mine is still BURNING (yes, "INCINERATATION" mannnnnnn! HAHAHAHAH. okay inside joke, taken from bedtme stories). i know some of them may not feel the same way as me, like the same level of appreciation, but its alright, friendship is not a measure of how much you give and how much you receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyrybGouoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/WTQwp1-yrIM/s1600-h/n556971049_1409155_4254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyrybGouoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/WTQwp1-yrIM/s320/n556971049_1409155_4254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286288945383520898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my class as a whole, i feel that we are finally really like a class (most probably just  me haha), and i hope that in this one last year we have together, we will live it to the fullest... provided that everyone wont be too preoccupied with mugging until all the play-hard spirit is gone haha. there may have been misunderstandings, or hard feelings towards me, or regarding whatever "their clique" or "your [my] clique", but i only know there is a very low chance that smthg wrong/against anyone specifically was done/said. so yep! one last year. lets do it! haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyryQUxMdI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DM0jxYyvgc0/s1600-h/1_475646288l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyryQUxMdI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DM0jxYyvgc0/s320/1_475646288l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286288942490005970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVysS8uwcvI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iqrjebDkvXA/s1600-h/DSC05079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVysS8uwcvI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iqrjebDkvXA/s320/DSC05079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286289504165982962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVysSmoq3QI/AAAAAAAAA9k/IAUhRBvDJzg/s1600-h/DSC05071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVysSmoq3QI/AAAAAAAAA9k/IAUhRBvDJzg/s320/DSC05071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286289498234871042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVysSSJKZlI/AAAAAAAAA9c/UNzKLdCOhyA/s1600-h/n556971049_776981_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVysSSJKZlI/AAAAAAAAA9c/UNzKLdCOhyA/s320/n556971049_776981_480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286289492734010962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyryiY1l2I/AAAAAAAAA9U/AJylYwvxoOc/s1600-h/n556971049_1469716_5878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyryiY1l2I/AAAAAAAAA9U/AJylYwvxoOc/s320/n556971049_1469716_5878.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286288947338909538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI-AYE!&lt;br /&gt;let's make it a good year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my china buddy is coming to singapore in 16 days. shld i be excited, nervous or scared? hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-5070806291770772176?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5070806291770772176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=5070806291770772176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/5070806291770772176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/5070806291770772176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-post-for-2009-but-firstly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SVyqdoKCveI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jhGGjmcZtS0/s72-c/times+when+gate+timings+clash+with+dismissal+timings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2153411077622115709</id><published>2008-12-18T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:42:25.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_05.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_08.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_12.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_17.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_19.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_22.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/food/pictures/funny_food_pictures_21.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sashimi anyone? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/ads/pictures/funny_ads_pictures_14.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! NIKE! just do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/ads/pictures/funny_ads_pictures_37.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/computers/pictures/funny_computers_pictures_01.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/computers/pictures/funny_computers_pictures_19.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new generation keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/babies/pictures/funny_babies_pictures_14.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitler baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/babies/pictures/funny_babies_pictures_20.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/babies/pictures/funny_babies_pictures_21.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_31.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animals/pictures/funny_animals_pictures_44.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/celebrities/pictures/funny_celebrities_pictures_17.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby bean. ooooooooo. adorable (definition: ugly &lt;s&gt;but adorable&lt;/s&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animated/pictures/funny_animated_pictures_02.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is the night that i will fall for you... over again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animated/pictures/funny_animated_pictures_07.gif" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the benefits of being an acrobat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animated/pictures/funny_animated_pictures_10.gif" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animated/pictures/funny_animated_pictures_11.jpg" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://www.askfunny.com/funny_pictures/animated/pictures/funny_animated_pictures_14.gif" alt="Funny Pictures"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. that was entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;heh, random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2153411077622115709?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2153411077622115709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2153411077622115709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2153411077622115709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2153411077622115709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/sashimi-anyone-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-373693111838411273</id><published>2008-12-12T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:32:41.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yooooooooooooooooooooooooz. haven been blogging for quite some time! i spent my last two days at st. luke's rehab department. and well... the job is not TOO bad, but being a person who is job shadowing is quite dry actualy.. i cant do much cos i dunno the skills, can only watch haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far i've been seeing like patients coming in to receive treatment which mostly comprise of regaining mobility in their affected arms/legs (due to stroke/heart attack/some kinda injury etc.). the working environment in st. luke's is quite relaxed.. and patients are pretty much willing to talk to you, some of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i've learnt quite alot.. i learn about after having stroke how the patient feels, how shiok and fun acupuncture is (some man encouraged me to go try for it hahahaha), and how i should take up bioscience (falls under life science? or what.. i dunno haha) as a major and marketing as a minor in future and not physio... LOL. yeah lots of random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'm desperately TRYING to finish my CHEM HOMEWORK which i HAVEN STARTED ON A SINGLE QUESTION YET. tell me im dead. yes i am. i've been trying to revise past topics loh... in order to do the hw. but haven finish revision yet SO... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;im so desperate that i appealed to wai kit to teach me how to do tml if i really cmi (99.999999% chance of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad that the imeem.com playlists on my blog cant be played! dunno for what reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! yesterday my dad came home from his company's annual dinner. lemmi show you lemmi show you a picture a picture of of my dad, mY DAD! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SUNGWzliLpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/VkBc370IzEo/s1600-h/my+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SUNGWzliLpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/VkBc370IzEo/s200/my+dad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279140545827057298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i just realized that my dad is uber short. awwwww.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. my eyeballs popped out when i saw that picture. tsktsk, bad daddy bad daddy. HEHE. after that i went to place it on top of the radio at the dining room HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's boring. i've been ACTIVELY trying to look for a temporary job, like 1 week or a few days kind but FAILED miserably. sent out a few emails but none came back... so far. ama is also desperately finding for one too. hahahahaha. the reason why im trying so hard is because I NEED MONEY. holidays are gonna be over and i haven done any substantial FRUITFUL shopping. so far it had been WINDOW shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. off to study my chem. (IF i can concentrate.. i can feel waves of sleepiness slowly seeping into my mind as i type... after my lunch...... dang haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: yadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-373693111838411273?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/373693111838411273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=373693111838411273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/373693111838411273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/373693111838411273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/yooooooooooooooooooooooooz.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SUNGWzliLpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/VkBc370IzEo/s72-c/my+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2719032382398513313</id><published>2008-12-08T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:19:07.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i AM bored. and i AM boring when i'm  bored. i cant be bothered to go through the process of browsing through thousands of boring blogskins so i'll just stick to a boring one. if you didn't know, i had this blog skin two years back before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. yesterday i didn't go for OAC seniors' farewell! ohwells... there will be more to come... instead my parents took me out (which gave me negative zero chance to sneak out) to IMM and we bought a new camera! as i said before, my old one died in china. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new one is damn cool u know! haha. can go into the swimming pool and go underwater to take pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heh, i nv figured out the function of panorama until i bought this cam. its so cool! (call me outdated or whatever but i don care i find it uber cool and useful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/ST4kjRsOGTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ILvjOQB5TlY/s1600-h/PC090001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/ST4kjRsOGTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ILvjOQB5TlY/s320/PC090001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277696001787697458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL. but it looks a LITTLE bit of erm artificially connected from the 2nd picture to the 3rd picture. but ITS OKAY HEH. i just took it 5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my parents emphasized on the fact that its THEIR cam and they are happy and willing to be nice enough to LEND me when in times of need. WOW. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH. TODAY I WAS A GOOD GIRL AND I HELPED MY MOM MOP THE WHOLE HOUSE. say hi to latisha. "good morning sir. good morning ma'am. my name is Latisha." HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was mopping the floor my mom was WATCHING TV -.= i complained that she committed the crime of child abuse and charged her 10 dollars for an hour (i mopped for 1.5 hours). in the end she gave me 25 bucks for this week :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos on thursday onwards (until next friday) i will be starting my internship at st. luke's hospital! sadly no money.. but its okay right? the politically correct and morally right mini kaiting inside me says, "it's okay, ALL FOR EXPERIENCE, ALL FOR EXPERIENCE." and she breaks down and sobs into her little baby bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay enough. tml i'm meeting my dear friends! YAYYYYYYYYYYYY. everyone is so antisocial. ahahahha. and i just rmbed that i promised myself that i will invite them over to my house to bake in the holidays! after my internship after my internship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes, I HAVEN TOUCHED ON MY CHEM HW, AT ALL! and god, i was trying to recall the relationship between molar volume and no. of moles and no. of particles and mass just now. gawd. my brain has officially eroded over time to the size of a pea (i can hear someone say, "isn't the size of a pea all along?").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh pfffft. i hate chem ): enough crapping. i'm going to go back to my chem revision (in order to start my chem hw BLARGH).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2719032382398513313?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2719032382398513313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2719032382398513313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2719032382398513313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2719032382398513313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-well-done-kaiting-you-are-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/ST4kjRsOGTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ILvjOQB5TlY/s72-c/PC090001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-8740517268575557843</id><published>2008-12-06T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T06:31:49.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/STqMzk1mk2I/AAAAAAAAA8M/ws6btKc26q0/s1600-h/star_by_Crusher2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/STqMzk1mk2I/AAAAAAAAA8M/ws6btKc26q0/s320/star_by_Crusher2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276684731107677026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-8740517268575557843?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8740517268575557843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=8740517268575557843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8740517268575557843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8740517268575557843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/STqMzk1mk2I/AAAAAAAAA8M/ws6btKc26q0/s72-c/star_by_Crusher2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-9176351285159670114</id><published>2008-12-06T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T05:20:44.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/STp8CNZQpsI/AAAAAAAAA78/OaXUKS3qlXc/s1600-h/rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/STp8CNZQpsI/AAAAAAAAA78/OaXUKS3qlXc/s200/rock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276666290815149762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeee. i'm so bored, i'm so lazy to blog about china, so i shall just post junk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-9176351285159670114?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/9176351285159670114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=9176351285159670114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/9176351285159670114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/9176351285159670114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/heeee.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/STp8CNZQpsI/AAAAAAAAA78/OaXUKS3qlXc/s72-c/rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-8750658966054432875</id><published>2008-12-04T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:04:27.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from china!</title><content type='html'>BEFORE XIURONG STARTS DEFAMING ME ON HER BLOG. I SHALL CLARIFY MY INNOCENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report 1: Kaiting was having a nice bubble bath in the hotel room toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Report 2: She closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;Report 3: Xiurong starts telling her quizzes from a book.&lt;br /&gt;Report 4: Kaiting cannot hear clearly.&lt;br /&gt;Report 5: She HALF opens the door.&lt;br /&gt;Report 6: Xiurong went near the toilet to do smthg (motives and intentions unknown)&lt;br /&gt;Report 7: Xiurong saw kaiting through the mirror reflection&lt;br /&gt;Report 8: Kaiting was adjusting the water temperature and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Report 9: Xiurong excitedly said, "KAITING I CAN SEE YOU!"&lt;br /&gt;Report 10: and she added, "KAITING HAS SMALL BOOBS HAHAHAHHAA"&lt;br /&gt;Report 11: Kaiting is traumatised and screamed.&lt;br /&gt;Report 12 (final): Kaiting admits that she half opened the toilet door while bathing but HEY SHE IS VICTIMISED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final report: Kaiting is victimised, not Xiurong (as others call her: Hentai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. IM BACK FROM CHINA. and i have to clarify first because just now xiurong was already advertising this incident to ama and telling ama what a flasher i was. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im not gonna blog first until i get hold of all the photos with ME inside :D HAHA. my cam died like 30% through the trip. so yeah. only have photos taken in tianjin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gained 1 kg.&lt;br /&gt;and im hungry. i was planning the remaining of my precious december holidays just now. i felt so stressed! i haven started on chem. i haven started on math. i haven started on gp. im more stressed about chem la... cos the dateline is 15 december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to start on revision too. BLARGH. i don like this ):&lt;br /&gt;dah dum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-8750658966054432875?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8750658966054432875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=8750658966054432875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8750658966054432875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8750658966054432875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-china.html' title='back from china!'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-6448451413660467794</id><published>2008-11-21T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:48:53.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO! IM IN CHINA NOW!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;i shall not blog in details. until i reach singapore. but let me drop a few bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i attended sch and had lessons until 5 pm!!! omg. there were 10 minute breaks in between each lesson and its all in one classroom yeah. each class has roughly like 30 pple. i sat at the back, WITH XIU RONG! she molested me... but sighs... you know it is hentai. it was brokeback mountain. HAHAHAHAH. JUST JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded and my trip will be further elaborated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my class's guys think that there is no one pretty in our class, other than XU LAO SHI. HAHA! white, fair, large eyes and a flashing smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my class's girls think that ZUI QIU IS HANDSOME. they pointed at him at first glance and shouted "SHUAI GE!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. i was traumatised. omg zui qiu. you have a fan club here u now. even my buddy thinks so! and i told her i will introduce him to her next year. but i think she will be disappointed in the end :D pictures lie. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall try to make friends with my buddy's three cats while she does homework. HEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEOW MEOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-6448451413660467794?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6448451413660467794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=6448451413660467794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/6448451413660467794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/6448451413660467794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/hellooooooooooooo-im-in-china-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-9027792603826599777</id><published>2008-11-19T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:14:39.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to sch for orientation camp comm meeting.. yay, next year's orientation camp will be SUPER FUN! (: but let's leave it as that for now... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meeting, went to jurong east to meet up with kristy and jh, (coincidentally daniel took the same bus as me to go je to get his almost-extinct-chem-workbook)hahaha. we packaged everything up as much as our aesthetic abilities can bring us to, and got ready to go to lynna's house. to our dismal, it was raining SUPER HEAVILY. gosh, what a nice timing! so me, kristy, and daniel braved the heavy rain under our fragile little umbrellas, and tore across the misty roads, screaming our lungs out 'cos water was splashing everywhere and it was DAMN COLD. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shld have taken a video man... super hilarious. i wisely chose to wear a white shirt today, so end up being half transparent (the right side of my whole entire body was wet) HAHA. anyway, SO the brave (and wet) trio went over to lynna's house to deliver the presents secretly (well, planned to.). we rang the doorbell, nobody answered. so we guessed that no one is at home. so we decided to slot the presents in nicely at the doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kaiting!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came my name and we turned around and "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! LYNNA!?!??!?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah and yes, our belated birthday girl was standing outside her own doorstep looking at us hahahahahahahah. shortly, we were caught in the act and we just screamed for 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what are u guys doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"URM URM" -sheepish look- "ohhhhhhh you know we were just walking around the neighbourhood.. shopping you know, shopping, YEAHHHHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"urh........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hehehehhehe" - scoots off and giggle and talk loudly at the lift area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHH. it was kinda stupid as you can see/read, since we got caught by lynna -.= LOL. but overall im happy that lynna liked the presents (: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i want to rant. ABOUT MY MOTHER. she is seriously. weird.&lt;br /&gt;other than thinking that i shldnt waste time on my friends/with friends, she is totally WEIRD. she doesnt approve of shopping with friends. she doesnt approve of going to the library with friends. she doesnt approve of me going out as and when i like, whatever i do i need to tell her. and if lets say i say im coming home at like 4. i end up reaching home at 5. and she will say i lied to her. and when i decide to leave a stupid INSIGIFINICANT trekking pole in the oac store, she kicks up a fuss about it and say i cannot be trusted and i ALWAYS lose things and keep bringing up a bucket i lost two years back. when i told her the pole is safe in sch, she say "i don believe you. you always lie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON. GET A LIFE WILL YOU!?!?!?! sorry. i know im extremely rude now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that CCA commitments are a burden. stuff like going to east coast to cycle and blah blah are seen as UNNECESSARY and VOLUNTEERY. when i say i wan to go for camps, she will say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"again? you always have stuff. last time still go cycling. everyday go out go out go out. when are these gonna stop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im sorry. this is only the start you know. i dont know how im gonna explain to her that i have two events for oac next year that i need to plan for and it is NECESSARY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet she will just say "you just want to play all day long. activities activities activities non-stop. its like not even compulsory. you can choose to opt out for it, just that you dowan. just cos you LIKE TO PLAY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worse come to worse she will tell me to draw out of the comm like nobody's BUSINESS. like pulling out clothes from the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many mean things that she said about me, about my friends too. which i dont feel like recalling, cos the memory simply makes me feel insulted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dunno what is wrong. is it me who ask for things too much. or is it her who is over-restrictive. i believe that i've reached a stage whereby i can choose what i want to go for in CCA activities, and be respected for what i NEED to do and not just dismiss them and say it is all unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than all these. my mom is perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy but grumpy at the same time. hahahahhaaha. weird mixture.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, im leaving for china tomorrow, looking forward to it(:&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-9027792603826599777?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/9027792603826599777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=9027792603826599777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/9027792603826599777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/9027792603826599777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-went-to-sch-for-orientation-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-4801155431015017059</id><published>2008-11-16T00:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:08:41.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wVpPyxwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3morA1TxLlc/s1600-h/Toilet_by_Kosmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wVpPyxwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3morA1TxLlc/s200/Toilet_by_Kosmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269194343686784770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day of cip is over at st. luke's. slotting of newsletters blah blah blah.. but one queer thing that happened was the TOILET. it just occured to me that the toilet is ASEXUAL. i mean like. both guys and girls can use it at the same time, with two cubicles inside, with a specific gender for each cubicle of course. but it's really WEIRD. imagine pee-ing in the toilet cubicle and when u come out to wash your hands, you see a guy standing out there. for guys, lets say u finish pee-ing and when you come out, you see a girl standing there. which of course, happened, and made me realized the queerness of it hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wV29kKOI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Wseanr4tBsU/s1600-h/Rudolph_vs_Rudolph_by_ToonSkribblez8090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wV29kKOI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Wseanr4tBsU/s200/Rudolph_vs_Rudolph_by_ToonSkribblez8090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269194347368425698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, i became rudolph while trying to bundle with newsletters with rafia string. the laoooopokkk rafia's blooming red colour went all over my hands, and my nose cos i rubbed my nose with my red hands, and i looked like i had a HEALTHY sunburn :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwells. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wWF8UC7I/AAAAAAAAA70/g-PVD6kIDk8/s1600-h/Innocent_Thoughts_by_ArPharazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wWF8UC7I/AAAAAAAAA70/g-PVD6kIDk8/s200/Innocent_Thoughts_by_ArPharazon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269194351389707186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR. doing nothing everyday makes me worry about stuff. stuff next year. i wonder what's in for me.. from all aspects, family, friends, and academics. but i have this feeling that next year will be a supppppppperrrrr happening year for me... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;1) i'm turning 18 SUPER SOON. which means, I'M LEGAL? :D but i have no friends who will be legal with me other than one who is FOR THE MOMENT GROUNDED. for as long as i study in NJC. hahahahaha. (will it be a time to FIGHT for my freedom with my parents? :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) in three major events' comm for oac, trying to push one off 'cos i dont think my results can tahan.. since two of them come together consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) nothing lasts without hardship.. there's just this one thing lacking in my friendships.. maybe we are just too peace-loving people. i myself also dont know if our friendships can be strong enough to overcome particularly huge obstacles(unknown and unpredictable at the moment) next year... but whatever happens, hold on? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) well.. the economy is not doing very well and i hope my dad's career will be alright when the crisis-wave hits singapore next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well these are like bits of my random thoughts here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeedums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-4801155431015017059?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4801155431015017059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=4801155431015017059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4801155431015017059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4801155431015017059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-day-of-cip-is-over-at-st.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR_wVpPyxwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3morA1TxLlc/s72-c/Toilet_by_Kosmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-7461828227300671493</id><published>2008-11-14T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:28:59.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dah-dum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR1gAhssWxI/AAAAAAAAA7c/aznDslKN9n8/s1600-h/hamster+working+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR1gAhssWxI/AAAAAAAAA7c/aznDslKN9n8/s200/hamster+working+out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268472701255441170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-HOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. nvm about the fact that the picture is a LI'L bit obscene, but today morning i went gym with lynna!!! whoa. i feel so much more.. developed now. in all areas. tml morn i shall go jog, if i can wake up (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but feels good. nv exercise for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup life's still as boring as ever. i slack. i eat. (after going gym i devoured a SMALL :D box of chocolates). i watch korean/jap shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. nothing much to blog today about kaiting's BOOOOOORRRINGGGGG life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;jiepuys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-7461828227300671493?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7461828227300671493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=7461828227300671493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7461828227300671493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7461828227300671493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/dah-dum.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SR1gAhssWxI/AAAAAAAAA7c/aznDslKN9n8/s72-c/hamster+working+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2945659838711045290</id><published>2008-11-12T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T04:08:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNNA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a pity that we couldn't get her up the gmax 'cos it was raining... ):&lt;br /&gt;and today it rained, still. i bet tml will rain, STILL. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay.. i know our efforts to celebrate your birthday were.. considerably pathetic, but hey! hahaha we did try.. :P yepyep what i wanna say to you is in the card already.. in a q summarized form. but xmas i wanna write to every one again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siiiiiiiiighs time flies man.&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven talked about my camp yet, but ahwells. still lazy. so far post exams... slack? hahahaha. i can significantly remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) OCS visit&lt;br /&gt;2) class outing @ sentosa&lt;br /&gt;3) OAC seniors' camp&lt;br /&gt;4)lynna's (unsuccessful)birthday celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa. class outing was.. great! :) finally 04 do smthg together hahaha. and recently i've told myself that no matter what happened before.. i'm gonna forget about them and just treat everyone indifferently (not that i treated anyone differently before much). but yeah.. i want to graduate from nj by looking at everyone in 04 and be able to say that i have no regrets with anyone :D or misunderstandings. so the first step is to don't do anything wrong myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i'm crapping. haha! &lt;br /&gt;well, as for my friends... recently there was a tornado within me.. i was torn between two things and till now i haven sorted them out yet and i don feel like laying everything out in the open for anyone to look also.. haha. we will see how things goes. but now i'm still happy and appreciate the fact that i have the usual few irritating annoying bunch of people around me, haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will take this time in china to think about what to give for christmas for everyone (: i need to get gifts also... wai kit say he wan stuff from china.. i buy you the white rabbit sweet okay? :) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on i'm trying out the clothes for china.. like "trial", see whether i can fit two pants into my jeans. i'm gonna be like wearing 4 layers on top and 3 layers below. like what chian siang says, it is gonna be like some "dumpling festival".&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i pray that it will stop raining for one day!!! lynna's birthday haven finish celebrating yet.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNCHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i think i need a decent TAGBOARD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2945659838711045290?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2945659838711045290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2945659838711045290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2945659838711045290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2945659838711045290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-lynna-d-it-was-such-pity.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2742582447211474791</id><published>2008-11-10T04:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T04:33:29.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooooopeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors' camp is over! and it was yet another traumatising night in the forest. heard lots of WEIRD NOISES like.. crushed leaves, this weird moaning sound.. (which sounded neither human nor animal), cheering from the distance (some sch.. i felt so comforted that there is at least someone around near the forest!!!) etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was SO FREAKED. sighs. and stupid mosquitoes kept buzzing in my ear. we had solo night, if you dunno why im so petrified. which means to spend a night alone in the forest. and i was dumped at the far end of the forest, where i can see NO ONE from me beyond. the rest maybe can still see fire and stuff. sighs. just cos im supposedly "most experienced" hahahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. not quite. for the third or fourth time spending a night alone in the forest, im not even a little less frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group was. APPALACHIAN! we had the LEAST MEMBERS. LEAST NUMBER OF GUYS. but we were FIRST!!!!!!! from the bottom. HAHA. yep. as justified in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thepictures from dhiya are not uploaded yet! roar. but yeah it  was overall q fun, other than the night.but it rained real bad on the second morning... end up sleeping with rain splattering on my face and puddles of water beneath my groundsheet ): wetttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. really lazy to typen ow. tada haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2742582447211474791?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2742582447211474791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2742582447211474791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2742582447211474791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2742582447211474791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/whooooopeeeeeeeeeeeee-seniors-camp-is.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-1072880082576671431</id><published>2008-11-01T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:26:14.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i'm in a crappy mood now. hope cookie monster didn't scare you. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but eh. initially i wanted to make my blogskin revolve around the theme "fart". i even found a super nice fart song! but yeah. sad. my template became screwed. siiighs. once glam, always glam. BUT ITS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come, let me share another one with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MtAw8MQoUR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MtAw8MQoUR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/60dEmJ8/music/mbCt-yN2/family_guy_the_fart_song_diarrhea_remix/"&gt;The Fart Song (Diarrhea Remix) - Family Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's class outing was great :) will update tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-1072880082576671431?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1072880082576671431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=1072880082576671431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/1072880082576671431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/1072880082576671431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-8556460430122773155</id><published>2008-10-14T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:29:35.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revived! :D</title><content type='html'>meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! I'M BACK! in short i only blogged twice for the second half of the day. BUT NOW IM BACK. feels good to be in a crappy mood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seven (minus one?) drawfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newly established name - "pork". (and supposedly halal 'cos anilama can only touch halal stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very close but thankfully not departure of dopey, which made me really think about what if one of us goes missing one day. and what if we start to live without one another. AND I GOT SO SAD. so yep. i really love my darling friends now (: despite the fact that i have to be a pig/pork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've decided to make a time capsule (can't wait!) which we will bury somewhere around the school (haven't decided) and we will go dig it up after we officially leave sch (farewell day) and read before/after prom night. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing much to say. but only that in life, all i need for now is friends (: (hope that whatever conflict which comes next year won't affect things much....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to this place near coro where me and ama and daniel played scrabble and ate ice cream. daniel, our vietn-AHHH-mese schol-AHH-r pwned us. can you believe it? but argh i got all the horrible letters like YWAIOE -.= what can i make out of these eh? yeah so it is seriously not my english that was bad. *ahems*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml all the exam papers are coming back, hah. somehow i don't feel scared. now. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm trying to sleep early everyday now. like, 10 pm start to get ready to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-8556460430122773155?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8556460430122773155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=8556460430122773155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8556460430122773155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8556460430122773155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/10/revived-d.html' title='revived! :D'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-3788060712258051969</id><published>2008-08-02T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:56:39.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"你今年几岁？"&lt;br /&gt;"十七岁！"&lt;br /&gt;"我有一个女儿，大概十三岁。"&lt;br /&gt;"中一？"&lt;br /&gt;"对。还有一个大概十八岁，跟你差不多。"&lt;br /&gt;"噢，那是差五岁吧？我跟我的姐姐差六岁."&lt;br /&gt;"你家里只有两个女儿啊？"&lt;br /&gt;"对啊，我爸爸常说他跟三的女人住在同一屋檐下哈哈。"&lt;br /&gt;"哦。。我那个大的，跑掉了。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, my conversation with this man at st. luke's kept appearing in my mind.. i dunno why! haha. maybe cos its the first time i talk to/hearing from someone who has such an experience directly.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i never blog for SO LONG. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just summarize what happened after chalet =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mug mug mug&lt;br /&gt;2. exams&lt;br /&gt;3. exam results - not that good, need to work harder lol.&lt;br /&gt;4. lessons&lt;br /&gt;5. consolidations consolidations consolidations.&lt;br /&gt;6. oac exco stepdown ): treasurer no moreeeee D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my timetable is like:&lt;br /&gt;monday: 3.40 dismissal. 3.40 - 6.40 math mock exam paper or 4.30 - 6.00 photog.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: free! after 3.40&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: OAC until 7.&lt;br /&gt;thursday: 3.40 dismissal. 3.40 - 4.30 chem consolidation. 4.30 - 5.20 bio consolidation.&lt;br /&gt;friday: 3.40 dismissal. 3.40 - 4.30 math consolidation. (might have office aprenticeship from next week onwards..&lt;br /&gt;saturday: 9 - 12.30 cip at st. luke's hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. okay lah actually  my schedule is not the worst cos everyone is going through the same thing as me lol! so shant rant about it much... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. my life's so boring now. but i think for the J2s it is even worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday i watched dark knight with some oac pple! wai kit claire jillian shu wei ben hong jin xian kah han! dark knight was... okay lahhhh. its q scary, some parts, they like to make use of sound effects to scare you! after like 3/4 through the movie, i got so sianed by all the effects that i just closed my eyes and ears to rest LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. HANA YORI DANGO FINAL MOVIE IS GONNA BE OUT ON 4 SEPT IN SINGAPORE!!!! OMG!!!! I WANNA WATCH!!! HAHAHAHA. so lag lah, in japan it was 28 june BLEAH! lousy!! hahahaha.  maybe can watch online or smthg... HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i dunno what to say. too long nv blog. shall go do my homework~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-3788060712258051969?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3788060712258051969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=3788060712258051969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/3788060712258051969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/3788060712258051969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-7015207465713026573</id><published>2008-06-13T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:40:29.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASS CHALET 2008 (:</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK FROM CHALET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was. FUN! WOOHOO! it felt more like a friends chalet than a class chalet, but on the other hand, actually many could have stayed but never... we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 PEOPLE for the first night and 4 PEOPLE for the second night. super cosy MANNNNN! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 5 MINUTES just to get out of my house door. know why? i have 5 pieces of luggage with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sports bag with clothes and blankie and toiletries (basically my own stuff)&lt;br /&gt;2. a shoe bag of paper plates and cups and a 1.5L water bottle (full)for the class&lt;br /&gt;3. a sling bag containing my laptop, charger, and plug extention&lt;br /&gt;4. a big big bag of potato chips and three bottles of soft drinks&lt;br /&gt;5. a file with tutorials (which i din touch at all, SAD, SO HEAVY SOMEMORE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a long time to figure out how am i gonna make it to jurong east. and HOHO X-GIRL APPEARED! (i nearly cldnt get up the bus. but when we reached chevrons i got stuck on the way down and had to crab walk down the bus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGVnNKTWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tWuO4NdbFz0/s1600-h/PICT2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGVnNKTWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tWuO4NdbFz0/s320/PICT2559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211375424680643938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGV5LSIiI/AAAAAAAAAlM/tZym3r3yw5M/s1600-h/PICT2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGV5LSIiI/AAAAAAAAAlM/tZym3r3yw5M/s320/PICT2560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211375429504606754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGWPydSXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nflbigpISe0/s1600-h/PICT2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGWPydSXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nflbigpISe0/s320/PICT2570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211375435574495602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CHEVRONS! main lobby. just function rooms and one or two eateries/bars with pool and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGWc6iM6I/AAAAAAAAAlc/Mv1nVR18Vww/s1600-h/PICT2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGWc6iM6I/AAAAAAAAAlc/Mv1nVR18Vww/s320/PICT2572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211375439098033058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second level consists of a toilet, queen sized bed, and 2 mattresses (EVERYTHING STINKS, from the pillow to the blanket to the bed YUCK!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGWk_SEkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/RnbMr4NAyMc/s1600-h/PICT2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGWk_SEkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/RnbMr4NAyMc/s320/PICT2575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211375441265431106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can pickaboo down from the second level to the first level's living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrAe_m8TI/AAAAAAAAAls/ZTbM6LuVUBs/s1600-h/PICT2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrAe_m8TI/AAAAAAAAAls/ZTbM6LuVUBs/s320/PICT2584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211978693582713138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINING ROOM. to the left is the toilet :D and to the right is the erm microwave and cupboards and stuff and through the door you get the bbq pit area :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrA0TTc_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/fY_Aj3CBnME/s1600-h/PICT2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrA0TTc_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/fY_Aj3CBnME/s320/PICT2583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211978699302466546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ama and roddy! roddy's our first ever guest man, can u imagine and remember our ip1 days, whereby roddy always cannot make it for class outings and stuff!! and TODAY the roddy was have is the first person to visit us at the chalet! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrBNybIrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/bnQiAT-xd5E/s1600-h/PICT2579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrBNybIrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/bnQiAT-xd5E/s320/PICT2579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211978706143879858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you, daniel, little daniel, super miny daniel. HAHA. and kaiting. with pillows! gosh. these three guys are forever full of energy man! THEY ARE MAD. THEY. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrBNdGIwI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fUnuRVbAzhc/s1600-h/PICT2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrBNdGIwI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fUnuRVbAzhc/s320/PICT2592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211978706054423298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roddy eating da bao-ed dinner with us (: loads of mosquitoes over there bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrBWB56KI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EZkjJpA07jI/s1600-h/PICT2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSrBWB56KI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EZkjJpA07jI/s320/PICT2596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211978708356294818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xu lao shi dropped by at night! and we showed her our class's baby pics. it was quite a rowdy session hahahahah and we peeked into daniel's com's M18 pictures... his baby pic whereby he wore this thing which showed his super mini daniel. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSsjBgX2gI/AAAAAAAAAmU/DaE9hr-BW08/s1600-h/PICT2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSsjBgX2gI/AAAAAAAAAmU/DaE9hr-BW08/s320/PICT2597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211980386474121730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after xu lao shi left.. it was.. CARDS CARDS CARDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSskDVuUwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sh6PIoHgycE/s1600-h/PICT2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSskDVuUwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sh6PIoHgycE/s320/PICT2598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211980404146197250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0O_vnbpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/wEQ6hVKSVAw/s1600-h/PICT2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0O_vnbpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/wEQ6hVKSVAw/s320/PICT2640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211988838496824978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynna looks uber funny in this pic hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSskw7Zl8I/AAAAAAAAAmk/mvsq_YFu4V0/s1600-h/PICT2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSskw7Zl8I/AAAAAAAAAmk/mvsq_YFu4V0/s320/PICT2637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211980416383817666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how both me and ama play mah jong (cos we learnt it tgt last time, and our playing methods are like similar LOL i.e. carefully arranging the tiles in twos and threes, for me its cos i need to see what i have clearly to reduce my reaction time HAHAHAHHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSsljVxlMI/AAAAAAAAAms/hA2P2_WaRiE/s1600-h/PICT2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSsljVxlMI/AAAAAAAAAms/hA2P2_WaRiE/s320/PICT2653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211980429916214466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cards :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSsmVBdkhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/mZP0lexhmbw/s1600-h/PICT2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSsmVBdkhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/mZP0lexhmbw/s320/PICT2647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211980443252789778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THAT WAS.. PILLOW FIGHT! it was... lets not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStqC_XjpI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lTTWB_vAFb0/s1600-h/PICT2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStqC_XjpI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lTTWB_vAFb0/s320/PICT2649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211981606643273362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was me at the end. super tiring! hahahaha. after that my face was UBER HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStqh1DpNI/AAAAAAAAAnE/gI81_WoRG1A/s1600-h/PICT2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStqh1DpNI/AAAAAAAAAnE/gI81_WoRG1A/s320/PICT2643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211981614921524434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos of a little bit of this running in my blood hahahaha. the next night, i realized that the max i can drink is perhaps 2 bottles, while the acceptable level is 1 bottle. nium nium. (xu lao shi opened the fridge and saw them and said her fav is green apple vodka hahahahahaha we shall get that for her on teachers' day HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStqzQLMGI/AAAAAAAAAnM/DixwBLHoMfs/s1600-h/PICT2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStqzQLMGI/AAAAAAAAAnM/DixwBLHoMfs/s320/PICT2599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211981619598667874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY PORTRAIT NUMBER 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStrT4nEXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/GX3iAv9REIA/s1600-h/PICT2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStrT4nEXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/GX3iAv9REIA/s320/PICT2601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211981628358201714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMIY PORTRAIT NUMBER 2! gosh. its really like a family lah. grandpa and grandma in front. then mama and papa on the two sides. and three pesky little kids in the middle. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStrlMCY8I/AAAAAAAAAnc/M5gmiVpnuSQ/s1600-h/PICT2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFStrlMCY8I/AAAAAAAAAnc/M5gmiVpnuSQ/s320/PICT2602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211981633003086786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staircase shot. the three pesky little kids are hanging from the staircase like monkeys. TSK. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu7E05W-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/AWe73S4ga-A/s1600-h/PICT2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu7E05W-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/AWe73S4ga-A/s320/PICT2605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211982998705626082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bed. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu75NLCZI/AAAAAAAAAns/QBQlneIMUj4/s1600-h/PICT2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu75NLCZI/AAAAAAAAAns/QBQlneIMUj4/s320/PICT2606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211983012766091666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balcony pose! (one of the most normal conventional pictures HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu9zHCvnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/-3--rO8-XpU/s1600-h/PICT2609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu9zHCvnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/-3--rO8-XpU/s320/PICT2609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211983045489507954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the sofa. (the place has a nice wall, good for taking pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu-6jDbhI/AAAAAAAAAn8/v8CnA5KHXdE/s1600-h/PICT2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSu-6jDbhI/AAAAAAAAAn8/v8CnA5KHXdE/s320/PICT2607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211983064665910802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the second level toilet cubicle. super small lah! but we still squeezed in. The Toilet People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSvBBWyWzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/EHv24qWnesc/s1600-h/PICT2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSvBBWyWzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/EHv24qWnesc/s320/PICT2608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211983100853246770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPSIE. you found us! ;D&lt;br /&gt;"youuuuuuu found me, when no one else was looking.. how did you know, HOW DID YOU KNOWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW?" HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwFcYYAHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/J1-98l4ed3M/s1600-h/PICT2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwFcYYAHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/J1-98l4ed3M/s320/PICT2612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211984276338770034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristy ama kaiting! KAK. KAK KAK KAK. HAH HAH HAH. okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwFxuCjEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/wsPQdJi7EpQ/s1600-h/PICT2616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwFxuCjEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/wsPQdJi7EpQ/s320/PICT2616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211984282066783298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, all of us went to explore the chalet. we found a. PLAYGROUND! another camwhore session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwGKJWfEI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZqLNXwyGdls/s1600-h/PICT2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwGKJWfEI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZqLNXwyGdls/s320/PICT2617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211984288623787074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFPqxtRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_Ti5WSFI76U/s1600-h/PICT2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFPqxtRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_Ti5WSFI76U/s320/PICT2620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211986471949546770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwGX-jHCI/AAAAAAAAAok/L9bDwluPA50/s1600-h/PICT2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwGX-jHCI/AAAAAAAAAok/L9bDwluPA50/s320/PICT2619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211984292336573474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFKQzEFI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SOS48mbFonQ/s1600-h/PICT2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFKQzEFI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SOS48mbFonQ/s320/PICT2622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211986470498406482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFRz5dUI/AAAAAAAAApE/cybOFwksiUQ/s1600-h/PICT2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFRz5dUI/AAAAAAAAApE/cybOFwksiUQ/s320/PICT2628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211986472524674370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFhJyGqI/AAAAAAAAApM/ipOOfNHqFfs/s1600-h/PICT2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyFhJyGqI/AAAAAAAAApM/ipOOfNHqFfs/s320/PICT2621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211986476642998946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynna looks so natural on this duck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyF_4yrJI/AAAAAAAAApU/baMbiBer9tU/s1600-h/PICT2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSyF_4yrJI/AAAAAAAAApU/baMbiBer9tU/s320/PICT2629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211986484893232274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of fu di's rare individual pictures hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwGy8YaJI/AAAAAAAAAos/KEh3hItv51M/s1600-h/PICT2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSwGy8YaJI/AAAAAAAAAos/KEh3hItv51M/s320/PICT2630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211984299575240850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look like a slug, ama looks like a rhino, while daniel for once he looks like a normal human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy8n3te2I/AAAAAAAAApc/peN1MsFsw0w/s1600-h/PICT2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy8n3te2I/AAAAAAAAApc/peN1MsFsw0w/s320/PICT2618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211987423339051874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel, you look constipated hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy9LoDexI/AAAAAAAAApk/1eVe1DD8FRs/s1600-h/PICT2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy9LoDexI/AAAAAAAAApk/1eVe1DD8FRs/s320/PICT2627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211987432937061138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEE! happy happy kids. all dreading to go back home from this chalet, this world of freedom, this world of fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy9WhNGeI/AAAAAAAAAps/d9EYjcDEHQs/s1600-h/PICT2655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy9WhNGeI/AAAAAAAAAps/d9EYjcDEHQs/s320/PICT2655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211987435861121506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning! messed up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy9oDPzxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/n37N05YjBhE/s1600-h/PICT2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy9oDPzxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/n37N05YjBhE/s320/PICT2656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211987440567308050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my (un)identical-shirt twin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy97395EI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Bs0CbFtWBCo/s1600-h/daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFSy97395EI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Bs0CbFtWBCo/s320/daniel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211987445888705602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to play pool! well... still trying hard at slicing and aiming accurately. my parallax errors are getting more and more serious (and therefore i keep giving FREE BALLS TO THE NEXT PERSON. WHATS NEW MAN HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0OUp5nNI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5APqoSYpfKc/s1600-h/PICT2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0OUp5nNI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5APqoSYpfKc/s320/PICT2658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211988826930126034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played so much that i end up losing my accuracy every time i play hahahhaa and becoming all discouraged ):  but hey, me and ama beat fu di! HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0PSQU9hI/AAAAAAAAAqU/YHw5JF3mmYY/s1600-h/PICT2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0PSQU9hI/AAAAAAAAAqU/YHw5JF3mmYY/s320/PICT2659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211988843465864722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristy and ama have to leave after that ): thats why we have four pple left for the second night... it was much more quiet without them, but also because we were all quite tired from the previous night, cos all of us slept from 6am to 8am plus plus roughly. some slept more, some never sleep at all hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after kristy and ama left, we played pool for awhile more, and got tired of pool. we walked around abit, and end up playing photo hunt at the machine while waiting for 7 people to drop by for dinner! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was at cafe cartel! let me just copy and paste daniel's post on what happened after that. SUPER LAZY TO TYPE MAN! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after everyone arrived, we all had dinner at cartel. their food was okay lah, but super full man. i swear im not gonna eat pork ribs again. -.- the complications and agony of slicing the bones was super annoying lah -.-" my arms got good exercises though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we (meaning lynna, fudi, kai ting, me, xiu hui, wanyun, jing min, joyce, xiu rong, huiwei, jia sheng and zhuochun) headed back to the chalet for more mahjong :) and class video + baby photos. it's super hilarious when they looked at xiu hui's baby photo and thought it was minlu :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everyone had left and there were only 4 of us left, we left for vivo city after America's next top model. haha. somehow we had the idea that we can get into vivo city at night and go all the way to the roof top to enjoy the fresh air and the wind. believe it or not, we set out for it, brought along cards and jacket, also prepared to buy booze on the way. lol didn't turned out as we expected. vivo city was not that open to us as we thought. we were almost stuck in the stuffy and hot staircase and car park (super big lor) until we realised that the Giant's door was unlocked. haha so we continued trepassing from basement 2 to basement 1. realised that there were a lot of cleaners around and honestly, we were not that daring either, we decided to play safe and forget it. we got out of the building through car's way out from the car park. lucky for us, there was a cab right there so we decided to go to CLARKE QUAY :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking around clarke quay and realizing that we were so underdressed, we continued walking until siao to explore the area. quite amazing at night actually. we stopped by 7-11 to buy some alcohol. lol, fu di and i shared the long island tea, kai ting and lynna got 1 bottle of the fruity (forgot the name) each. we decided to sit down at a satay place to rest and play cards and of course, eat satay :) i got 1 more daiquiri for myself. lynna said it tasted like medicine. i thought it's okay, but sex on the beach is definitely better. we got tired of playing cards and decided to continue walking. it's time for 3 of them realised that they got a little dizzy coz of the alcohol :)) haha, fu di was the worst, i could even feel his dizziness when he carried me pick-a-back. we explore all the way from clarke quay to robertson quay and boat quay :)) it's a super long walk lah, must be at least 4 km. headed home at 4 30 on a cab. and again, we arrived at chevron realising the gates were closed. so another illegal activity went on undetected. we climbed the gate :) we slacked around until 6 again and went to sleep when fu di and lynna were too tired. too bad we didn't take any photo. somebody brought camera but forgot to take it along with our trip at night -.-" typical piggy kai ting! too bad that ama didn't believe we did all those things :)) haha, stop deluding yourself just because you are jealous you weren't there, ama :P hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. shame on you XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3: we woke up at 8 (9 for fu di), bathed and packed our bags, prepared to check out. helped lynna brought her stuff back home, then we all left. fu di was too tired so he took a cab back home. lynna walked me and kai ting to the bus stop where luckily for kai ting, 335 arrived in no time. something quite intriguing was kinda discovered by lynna and me but lynna chose to temporarily ignore it :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. INTRIGUING? aiyah i know what it is lah. hahahahhaa. its okay! i shall ignore it also HAHAHAH. and sorry lah.. i nv bring the cam cos before that i bring always no use then in the end go clarke... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DECIDED. ON MY 18TH BIRTHDAY. I WANNA GO BUNGEE JUMP. HAHAHAHA. and clarke is superrrrrrrr nice at night. i mean, the scenery. guai guai me saw two gays sitting outside MOS stroking each other's hair hahahahaha (i suppose this is a normal occurrence for frequent clubbers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were SUPER under-dressed. shirts and fbts and slippers LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT! back to reality ): back to school. BACK TO REVISION. BACK TO EXAMS! &lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna flunk it this time. my brain is totally not in the right mood! im not taking it seriously. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NVM! lets have more pictures! whoa. seriously, this is The Longest Post With Lotsa Pictures Of The Year! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETUDE 33! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0P20nvTI/AAAAAAAAAqc/tzOjaVodSEw/s1600-h/n810100424_3204385_1177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS0P20nvTI/AAAAAAAAAqc/tzOjaVodSEw/s320/n810100424_3204385_1177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211988853281766706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 june window shopping with wen jun and jing huai (: (despite being uber tired after chalet hahahah GUNGHO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS34Gr5XCI/AAAAAAAAArE/hEw82s4REuM/s1600-h/13062008(035).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS34Gr5XCI/AAAAAAAAArE/hEw82s4REuM/s320/13062008(035).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992843269790754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEN JUNNNNNNNNNN! (: my dear friend from cgs hahaha. that makes me have two friends from cgs. (only?) but its alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS320BqawI/AAAAAAAAAqk/OFD_jjNLjfs/s1600-h/13062008(029).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS320BqawI/AAAAAAAAAqk/OFD_jjNLjfs/s320/13062008(029).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992821080943362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahems. NO WE ARENT LESBIANS. i will never EVER let your prophecy come true. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS33J5l2iI/AAAAAAAAAqs/AYAOj7Sm2xs/s1600-h/13062008(031).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS33J5l2iI/AAAAAAAAAqs/AYAOj7Sm2xs/s320/13062008(031).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992826952669730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! we din have much to do. so we just stayed uber uber long at this fashion, wearing all kinds of clothes which we normally dont wear or of course clothes we don have at home. i realized, I SERIOUSLY CANNOT WEAR DRESSES. as in. those kind of one piece dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS33up0hII/AAAAAAAAAq0/ble71O95Ee0/s1600-h/13062008(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS33up0hII/AAAAAAAAAq0/ble71O95Ee0/s320/13062008(020).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992836818633858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO! and we switched around the clothes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS331EZkMI/AAAAAAAAAq8/hz8R0CtadQY/s1600-h/13062008(026).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFS331EZkMI/AAAAAAAAAq8/hz8R0CtadQY/s320/13062008(026).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992838540726466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooling around. but hey! i don mind buying a blouse with this design. like double layer and got two-in-one design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW. three action packed days man!!! totally exhausted. time for me to go back to normal as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's coming back from taiwan today(:  [ ):] &lt;br /&gt;my mom's coming back tml (: [ ):]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. ohwells.. happy father's day!&lt;br /&gt;and thre next 7 days of my life is gonna be.. WOOHOO! mug man. mug mug mug! im so far behind in my revision. super. im dead. so i shldnt be here crapping. okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. CYA AFTER 14 DAYS, MY  DEAR BLOG! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not confirmed though HAHAHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-7015207465713026573?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7015207465713026573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=7015207465713026573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7015207465713026573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7015207465713026573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/class-chalet-2008.html' title='CLASS CHALET 2008 (:'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SFKGVnNKTWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tWuO4NdbFz0/s72-c/PICT2559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-2066449138591318226</id><published>2008-06-10T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T05:53:24.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SE54QQy4pcI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OLbG_RWnRis/s1600-h/YOU+LOUSY+PIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SE54QQy4pcI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OLbG_RWnRis/s320/YOU+LOUSY+PIG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210234039695877570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMPH. so little people go class chalet. HAHA. this is an smilie (not smiling at all actually) made by kaiting! HAHA! she looks really mean in this picture but nvm. expression, expression's the main thing! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. its time to say goodbye. tml is my class chalet! lets see. we have potato chips. drinks. mahjong. cards. pool nearby. bowling alley nearby. dunno what to eat for dinner though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initiallly we wanted steamboat! then in the end.. we cant cook in the chalet. boohoo. only got one pathetic microwave hahahah. its okay! i hope it will be fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first night will surely not sleep one... since everyone's staying over on the first night then second day everyone siam.. left with only ME LYNNA DANIEL FU DI ZHUO CHUN AND JIA SHENG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____________- hahahaha. mashimaro face. ohwells! but nvm about the costs... small and cosy is fun! heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time i hope i can get to study abit. have to anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT TO PLAY POOL AT CHALET THOUGH :D HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah-dum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-2066449138591318226?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2066449138591318226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=2066449138591318226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2066449138591318226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/2066449138591318226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/humph.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16aDKpNjYPg/SE54QQy4pcI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OLbG_RWnRis/s72-c/YOU+LOUSY+PIG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-4737087918997007106</id><published>2008-06-08T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:51:28.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry jh, i'll link you up, soon :D&lt;br /&gt;and daniel, what are u talking about? what overcome barriers. okay nvm! but the class chalet's on going and rolling now (:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha i love this song! who ask pple like fu di at  night stay up and end up getting scared by the song HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the compliments for my new blog skin. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a superrrrrrr unlucky day. I DUNNO WHY! i can even feel the suay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;i went to play pool with the norm oac pple.. namely claire, wai kit, ben hong, and we had kah han, terence and li zhen today :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS TOTALLY SUAYYYYYY. it was raining. then i had to dress up for the band concert after pool, so was toddling around in my short heels (but still relatively difficult for me who just started getting used to it HAHA). and the bus ride wasnt that shun li also.. i shall NOT elaborate. but i had to walk ALOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called wai kit, and he asked me to cross the overhead bridge from the bus stop (he thought i was on the wrong side) and i did. then i realized i don even need to cross at all. AHHHHHHHH. so i had to toddle back up the overhead bridge, and to the west coast recreation centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end the price also not cheaper than meridien hahaha. and the place just feels weird! its big.. and got alot of pros. we are the youngest i bet. and every single bal i hit cannot GET IN!!!!!!!! WHY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. then i realized. i forgot my etude ticket =.= HOW SMART. yes daniel i can hear your toes laughing at my intelligence. so i had to go all the way back home to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was late to meet the rest at city hall cos of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least dinner was GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. shokudo. IT WAS GOOD. even though i only ate on of the rice bowls with jh, but WHOAW. i really wanna go again, when i have the $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. etude was not bad. the acting part was super hilarious and can see lynna's spastic face on stage hahahahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jh arh.. pls take care!!!! smthg will really go wrong if this continues. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I WAN PICTURES. from charlyn hahahahaha. somehow she was the only one with a cam yesterday (as usual haha) and our only cam source is from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. i had a horrible dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that dinosaurs attacked my neighbourhood. NOT FUNNY. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but i was really horrified in the dream!!! its those.. very nimble and small dinosaurs which run around and snap at you.. but its twice of our size in our neighbourhood lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then somehow i was injured but i wasnt in pain, but i just cannot run super fast, i can feel the complete agony of trying to run away but cannot, and having a dinosaur right behind me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most horrible thing is that cos somehow no one came to rescue our neighbourhood and the only solution was to bury all the people alive (like suicide in a way) and let them die before they get eaten by the dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH. damn horrible! every single grass patch below my hfb flat was like being dug out and human beings were slapped and arranged onto the soil neatly like meat patties, not exposing any bit of soil at all and then buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm. HAHA. the burying pple alive part made me feel horrified, and somehow my parents didnt care about it and just drove around the carpark in their car. then my friend from the opposite block's parents also. then my friend also like don care liddat and i was standing there panicking and wondering where's everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go mug... though now Fter i started talking about my dream i feel unsettled. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-4737087918997007106?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4737087918997007106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hahahahahhahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song irritates me but amuses me as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-4502009235558235449?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4502009235558235449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=4502009235558235449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4502009235558235449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4502009235558235449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/hahahahahhahahahahahahahaha-song.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-5279514904562461546</id><published>2008-06-06T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T05:46:21.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh a sidenote, i miss all my fwwwweeeends in school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The June Holidays ate my Friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-5279514904562461546?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5279514904562461546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=5279514904562461546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/5279514904562461546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/5279514904562461546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-sidenote-i-miss-all-my-fwwwweeeends.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-7137531009837713131</id><published>2008-06-06T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T05:41:32.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did a very noble thing today!&lt;br /&gt;jh was like SICK, HORNY PERVETIC, okay oops wrong way i mean, she had diarrhoea and stuff and was like vommitting in between her harmoc rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;i din buy any ticket for her concert, so i went to sch today during her lunchtime and bought her porridge as well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SUCH A NICE FRIEND RIGHT. i felt like some old granny bringing bento for her granddaughter =.= hahahhahaha. i rmb i used to be very reserved about my feelings and seldom display affection towards my friends.. but its only recently im beginning to be more open in expressing my LOVE for my friends... HAHAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay mushy. lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the macs green tea mcflurry is NOT NICEEEEEEEEEEEE. you can as well as just go somewhere that offers nice green tea ice cream! mcflurry is like vanilla ice cream speckled with bits of oreo, and theoretically green tea mcflurry (and according to the picture also) should be speckled with green tea flavouring! but it came out in a LLLLARGE lump of GREEENNNNN. and tasted.. normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stick to conventional mcflurry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was discussing with my dad abit about what i can take in future... and i know why now i still dunno what i want.. the only primary option now is for me to aim for NUS, but i have no interest in any of the courses in NUS.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food nutrition sounds interesting though HAHAHAHA BUT. its not offered in singapore and most probably eating yourself is more nutritious if you try to get a job of that area here in singapore (maybe someone can correct me in this ideology?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow my interests are not v feasible in singapore :/ and that means ill have to either take a course i DON'T MIND and can roughly do, or take the risk to go overseas and study and get a job attachment there (not smthg i can get used to... i realized i'm quite asian in a way and q scared for the western world hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh lalalala. &lt;br /&gt;its a matter of how to survive, and not a matter of how to get the best.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-7137531009837713131?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7137531009837713131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=7137531009837713131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7137531009837713131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7137531009837713131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-did-very-noble-thing-today-jh-was.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-4470098631406346921</id><published>2008-06-05T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T04:44:26.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago, my dad was reading this document, whereby predictions were made by this famous guy (i dunno his name though), and apparently he predicted lots of things that came true before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some predictions made in the document:&lt;br /&gt;1) 2004 World Olympics will be the last olympics! which means that 2008 World Olympics may not happen.. for some yet to be discovered reason hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2) on 18 september 2008, an earthquake will occur in china.&lt;br /&gt;3) in july 2008, an earthquake will occur in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[and he meant significantly big ones]&lt;br /&gt;4) i cant rmb this, but its either in december 2008 or 2010, there will be another terrorist attack in US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. thats all i rmb HOHO! quite interesting.. esp the china part hahahaha but hey im still going for china immersion programme this year! hopefully nothing happens before that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALA. i spent my day reading harry potter, finished the deathly hallows book. so now whats gonna happen since harry potter grew up? i think the last book will be quite like serious kind, since its harry potter's adult world lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. i did math! yet again. somehow i know the method but i just cant get the answer!! AHHHHHHHHH. its really terrrrible to be there and not yet there hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im bored. what shall i do now? tml my mom flying off to taiwan liao. and sat its my dad's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D  UTOPIA! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-4470098631406346921?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4470098631406346921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=4470098631406346921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4470098631406346921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/4470098631406346921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoooooooo-few-days-ago-my-dad-was.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-8341539102795301482</id><published>2008-06-04T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:47:45.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wash tent and mugging day!</title><content type='html'>this morning i woke up at 6 to go to school to study! i went to the kitchen to make a peanut butter sandwich, and i started wondering does peanut butter go bad? and that reminds me, i went to check the expiry date , which stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST BEFORE 08.03.08 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL. i ate it anyway. HAHA. so how does expired peanut butter taste like?&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAANAAAAAAAAAA KNOWWWWWWWWWWW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tastes the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. okay. notttttt funnnnnnnnnnnnyyyyyyy hahahahhehehehohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washing tents was alright! quite fun actually. not v tiring either! half way through i told jessie about how Jia Yi (so long nv use this name)'s nickname, BABE, came about. and i am soooooooooo deaddddd cos he gave me his infamous deadpan -.- mashimaro face again hahahahahahahhahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got no more photog meetings right? yeah. should be. HAHA. but now i think about it i think his head grew balder.. OH NVM! i shall stop sprouting nonsense that will make him kill me before "photog invest" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was quite funny haha. ama and russell, my two friends from opposite ends of my world, saw and recognized each other at SMUN, NUS. and both of them sms-ed me to tell me they saw each other hahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALA. im going crazy over math. sucks. first time i tried so hard this year for math! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;nvm! i've been watching this quite disgusting show whereby a 26 year old female teacher and her 17 on-going 18 male student FALL IN LOVE. WOOHOO! YEAH MAN! HAHAHAHA. i skipped all the affectionate parts (which, fortunately, were few). just wanted to see how they are gonna overcome this age hurdle thingo in the traditional jap society hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one sentence is so cliche and true in the show.&lt;br /&gt;"rules are not created to protect people. they are to eliminate people who deviate from the conventions of society."&lt;br /&gt;which sets me wondering whats right and whats wrong in society, what we view as wrong is because of what society set as wrong hahahhahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if we are made to be lesbians and gays but something went wrong and guys and girls began attracting each other! :O&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. okay nvm i shall stop crapping. go watch my hentai show :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-8341539102795301482?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8341539102795301482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=8341539102795301482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8341539102795301482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8341539102795301482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/wash-tent-and-mugging-day.html' title='wash tent and mugging day!'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-8568173413823928714</id><published>2008-06-03T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:02:31.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NANNNNI?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macs has GREEN TEA MCFLURRY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-8568173413823928714?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8568173413823928714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=8568173413823928714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8568173413823928714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/8568173413823928714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/nannnni-macs-has-green-tea-mcflurry.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-7426585805510373975</id><published>2008-06-02T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T05:47:47.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENFP!</title><content type='html'>ENFPs are introspective, values-oriented, inspiring, social and extremely expressive. They actively send their thoughts and ideas out into the world as a way to bring attention to what they feel to be important, which often has to do with ethics and current events. ENFPs are natural advocates, attracting people to themselves and their cause with excellent people skills, warmth, energy and positivity. ENFPs are described as creative, resourceful, assertive, spontaneous, life-loving, charismatic, passionate and experimental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HM. reeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i fluctuate between an introvert and extrovert. sometimes i like to just keep going out and play but sometimes i just feel like staying at home and dont move at all lol (like seriously don even feel like talking to my close friends). &lt;br /&gt;when i last took this test in school i have INFJ or smthg LOL totally different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-7426585805510373975?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7426585805510373975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=7426585805510373975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7426585805510373975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/7426585805510373975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/enfp.html' title='ENFP!'/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147676106341393822.post-6869256675855314409</id><published>2008-06-02T04:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T04:27:15.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1147676106341393822-6869256675855314409?l=her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6869256675855314409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1147676106341393822&amp;postID=6869256675855314409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/6869256675855314409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1147676106341393822/posts/default/6869256675855314409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-pageseventeen.blogspot.com/2008/06/meow.html' title=''/><author><name>XXXXXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
