<?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-26092191</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:41:34.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soccerette-14</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8370056090305264497</id><published>2009-03-23T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:43:27.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some more to go.</title><content type='html'>finally my ADM module presentation is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more work to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8370056090305264497?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8370056090305264497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=8370056090305264497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8370056090305264497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8370056090305264497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-more-to-go.html' title='some more to go.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7496985467687783121</id><published>2009-01-15T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:33:25.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NINERS.</title><content type='html'>let's go niners let's go!&lt;br /&gt;let's go niners let's go!&lt;br /&gt;let's go niners let's go!&lt;br /&gt;1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;hey ppl,&lt;br /&gt;out there,&lt;br /&gt;stand up and clap your hands.&lt;br /&gt;the niners,&lt;br /&gt;are here,&lt;br /&gt;'09 is our year!&lt;br /&gt;we're back again,&lt;br /&gt;we're all ready to fight!&lt;br /&gt;so stand up and shout,&lt;br /&gt;go, fight, win!&lt;br /&gt;go, fight, win!&lt;br /&gt;go niners go!&lt;br /&gt;fight niners fight!&lt;br /&gt;win niners win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight win!&lt;br /&gt;go fight and win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boom boom boom shake the trunk, 2-3-4-the trunk-6-7-8!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7496985467687783121?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7496985467687783121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=7496985467687783121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7496985467687783121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-966595285831670137</id><published>2008-12-14T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:04:17.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yipee ya hoo hwee!</title><content type='html'>minor injuries here and there. basically the whole holiday it's gona be IHG and ISG. shag!! went for night cycling, and the next day i totally concussed. and my 'butt' area hurt super lot. ouch. the guys kept joking that their '40million' were all wiped out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going to be alright again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-966595285831670137?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-221102839233796706</id><published>2008-12-02T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:14:39.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>muscle aches</title><content type='html'>Yesterday had softball 8am, hockey 11am, vball 2pm trainings. This is so crazy! Now my whole body is aching like mad. Every bone and muscle. Ouch ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the worst day of my life. I actually didn't know the registration of modules is today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHARKS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Missed out the critical period. Hoping to get a swop for better timetable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-221102839233796706?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/221102839233796706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=221102839233796706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/221102839233796706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/221102839233796706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/12/muscle-aches.html' title='muscle aches'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6520330288235788951</id><published>2008-11-28T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T02:25:44.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are finally over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just finished watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;American History X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the movie that our GP lecturers made us watch when I was still in JC. The topic was on &lt;u&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;/u&gt;. That time, we only got to watch half of the movie because there wasn't enough time. They said they would show the full movie to us someday, but it never came. The desire to watch was so strong that time. And recently, before my exams, Prof Cha took the last part of this movie for some Psych learning. Classical conditioning, observational learning, reinforcements.. Which was why I watched it today.  :) Nice movie, sad ending. The film really taught me something. Catch it on Youtube man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's really not easy to think of psych even when you're not studying. Just talking to your friend on your way home in the train, and you saw something that a little kid did, your mind suddenly clicked, and you just couldn't stop relating that behaviour to something you learnt in psych. I wish I can stop it. I don't even know if this is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I ended on the last week of exams.&lt;/u&gt; Monday wasn't exactly the last of the last, but still it was on the last week. :( But I would really count myself lucky because I had a friend who really ended his paper on the last day of the week, last timeslot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was celebration after the last paper. Met up with friends, ate dinners, saw the Christmas decorations. Next week trainings are going to start. I'm going for vball, and going to try to out softball. They seriously need girls I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ytd, met up Tyson and KY to eat. &lt;em&gt;Chit chat chit chat.&lt;/em&gt; My favourite past time now. Nothing better than &lt;u&gt;sleep and non-stop chit chat&lt;/u&gt;. Didn't dine for long, was just a short meetup. Thursday night was an extremely funny night. Played cards till 3+am, and Jeremy was like half-sober. He was really a &lt;u&gt;monkey&lt;/u&gt; man. Super funny. Insisted on plucking all of GuoXing's leg hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6520330288235788951?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6520330288235788951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6520330288235788951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6520330288235788951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6520330288235788951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams-are-finally-over.html' title='exams are finally over.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8967361389775329240</id><published>2008-11-06T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:34:51.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope time flies fast for now, so that exams can be over soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I think my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; seriously hopeless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And the best part is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I didn't S/U it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when exams are over, we can all lead life normally again. jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265459402952030082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SRKrbewyN4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Z4Rg9VGOTCg/s400/wefour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8967361389775329240?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8967361389775329240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=8967361389775329240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8967361389775329240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8967361389775329240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hope-time-flies-fast-for-now-so-that.html' title='i hope time flies fast for now, so that exams can be over soon.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SRKrbewyN4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Z4Rg9VGOTCg/s72-c/wefour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6356751053806598730</id><published>2008-10-18T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:23:09.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>much better.</title><content type='html'>enjoyed these comics lots! picked two out of nine to post up here. enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SPmOhd5zGFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/d-NpJ9DdSLg/s1600-h/blood+types+ii.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258390745545644114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SPmOhd5zGFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/d-NpJ9DdSLg/s200/blood+types+ii.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SPmNl7chH_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZYOAmYIiINI/s1600-h/blood+types.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258389722683744242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SPmNl7chH_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZYOAmYIiINI/s200/blood+types.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really felt so much better these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i will die without friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;play hard, mug hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6356751053806598730?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6356751053806598730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6356751053806598730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6356751053806598730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6356751053806598730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/10/much-better.html' title='much better.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SPmOhd5zGFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/d-NpJ9DdSLg/s72-c/blood+types+ii.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-134779280030829089</id><published>2008-10-15T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T05:44:00.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMESICK.</title><content type='html'>i'm blogging today cos im &lt;strong&gt;terribly&lt;/strong&gt; homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i miss grandma's cabbage. i miss the cauliflowers. i miss having breakfast&lt;br /&gt;with my family. i miss talking to my sisters in my room. i miss&lt;br /&gt;talking to daddy and mummy during dinner. i miss sharing my day's experience&lt;br /&gt;with them. i miss reading newspapers. it used to be something i do everyday. i&lt;br /&gt;miss practising piano. i miss eating dinner with my sisters. i miss hugging&lt;br /&gt;shuanshuan. i miss my noisy family. i miss grandma. i miss everyone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;WORST THINGS THAT CAN EVER HAPPEN TO ME IN HALL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;hardly anyone to eat wonderful breakfast with. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;always having to sms ppl myself if they are free to eat lunch or dinner. it's seldom the other way round. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;roomie's not to be blamed, but i feel so lonely in my room. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know why i love breakfast in hall? because i love the half-boiled eggs. they remind me of mother!! whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night, i face an empty bed. the whole sunning rack is used only by me. i share the fan and lights with no one often. i listen to music alone. i have to self entertain. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel so terrible to know that no one is in 48-6-933 waiting for me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HELLO? grow up please? you got to learn to be independent."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling exceptionally bad today because i think i did badly for my korean presentation. it was shit. but besides this, i guess everything is accumulative. bottling up isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer- finally! we get to train twice every week. i love my new boots! cos i feel more powerful in them! thanks for lending me the shin guards jj, i didn't use them though; they're too big for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GANBATTE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-134779280030829089?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/134779280030829089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=134779280030829089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/134779280030829089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/134779280030829089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/10/homesick.html' title='HOMESICK.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-9092686075396920857</id><published>2008-10-04T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:09:11.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happening.</title><content type='html'>yipee ya whoo whee! i've gotten the GL position. Now, it's HSSFOC09 Main Comm Publicity, HallCamp09 GL. it's all going to happen next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy children's day- dad brought 3 sisters over to my hostel. showed them around near my hall, such as the south spine, and ADM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost overslept for HP102 lecture. so dead. and i'm failing my quizzes. super scared now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for vball trgs now for IHG. not sure if i can play well, but shall try. now can spike technically. need more practices. woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-9092686075396920857?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/9092686075396920857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=9092686075396920857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/9092686075396920857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/9092686075396920857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/10/happening.html' title='happening.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-801377576512422593</id><published>2008-09-29T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:38:46.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babies are cute.</title><content type='html'>reading up on babies' growing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-801377576512422593?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/801377576512422593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=801377576512422593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/801377576512422593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/801377576512422593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/09/babies-are-cute.html' title='babies are cute.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1286923528802354574</id><published>2008-09-27T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:58:09.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess Week</title><content type='html'>how i spent my recess week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday- went shopping with my mom. she bought a blouse for a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday- had lunch with dear ky at the coffeeshop near my house which ky said sells nice pasta. went biennale 2008 with Nigel.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday-had HSSFOC09 meeting. lots of publicity stuff to do. DIE. after which, i went for volleyball training.&lt;br /&gt;thursday- went home in early afternoon. did some designs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;friday- went back to nyjc with xianmin. juniors have all submitted their A'level works!! saw them. some are really impressive.&lt;br /&gt;saturday (today)- woke up at 6+ to prepare for piano lesson. then made my way to marina square to work at an event featuring EA Games. it's called Rev It Up With Celebrities! EA Gaming Challenge. i was in charge of the art and craft area for children. there were kids central celebrities like Daniel, Kimberly, Vicknes, and Ming (i think). nice ppl. but my first impression of boss wasn't really nice. met ky and ys!!! so happy la. they were at marina square dating, and they came to see me. haha. happy! worked till 9+pm. met nigel, xingyi and jasper to go MOS, cos xingyi won four free tickets from 98.7FM. so we had our reserved area, just for 98.7FM winners. i drank alcohol. wanted to try again. so sad- I've got the rashes again! looks like my allergy is staying forever. good citizen forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post the photos up some other day. my neck area is itching like hell now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1286923528802354574?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1286923528802354574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1286923528802354574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1286923528802354574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1286923528802354574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/09/recess-week.html' title='Recess Week'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7489265389731596976</id><published>2008-09-18T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:27:55.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes.</title><content type='html'>had korean quiz today. i think i died there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nick was "i feel like eating yoghurt." so my friend, Sam, told me, eating yoghurt hurts your stomach. i was like, nooo!! it's super super super nice! he replied, my first try at eating yoghurt gave me stomachaches, and after which, he never touched yoghurt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. so psy la! this is an example of &lt;em&gt;classic conditioning&lt;/em&gt;. to be specific- taste aversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to have HP102 quiz tmr. i think i'm not going to make it back in one piece again. studying at the eleventh hour is useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7489265389731596976?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7489265389731596976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=7489265389731596976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7489265389731596976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7489265389731596976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/09/quizzes.html' title='quizzes.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1515539570689391920</id><published>2008-09-15T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T04:00:51.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEP</title><content type='html'>There's a quiz tomorrow and I'm basically rushing through my textbook now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the chapter on states of consciousness, and I'm reading the part on sleep disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the common sleep disorders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somnambulism (commonly known as insomnia)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night terrors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Restless leg syndrome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nocturnal leg cramps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hypersomnia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Circadian rhythm disorders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enuresis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Edited] Once or twice, during childhood, I had experienced bedwetting. I'm sure many of us had this experience before. Haha. Bedwetting can be a serious problem if it happens too many times. Mine happened basically because I dreamt of going to the toilet when my brain was actually telling me my bladder was full. Bedwetting happens commonly among children because they have not developed abilities to wake up when the bladder is full or hormones to suppress urine production at night fully. But of course, bedwetting can be caused by many reasons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had nocturnal leg cramp once. It was super painful, and the worst was, I couldn't wake up to ease the pain. I was screaming and shouting in my sleep, but actually my brain was fully aware of the pain. Eventually my dad came and massaged my foot (and I could clearly remember it was the left foot). Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was in NYJC, there was this guy who would sleep during the day. In lectures or during breaks, we could all see him sleeping. His upper body would curl in a weird way, and yet he slept soundly through the whole lecture. WHY?! Hahaha. Was he partially conscious during this kind of sleep?? I heard he scored quite well. S&lt;strong&gt;leep is so interesting. I&lt;/strong&gt;s this hypersomnia? I remembered one of my friends told me that a teacher said that was Narcolepsy. People suffering from it may fall asleep at inappropriate places and at inappropriate times. (In narcolepsy, the person may slip suddenly into REM sleep during the day especially when the person experiences strong emotions- quoted from my PSY textbook again.) Looks like it's probably not narcolepsy??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1515539570689391920?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1515539570689391920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1515539570689391920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1515539570689391920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1515539570689391920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleep.html' title='SLEEP'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-314464822468002893</id><published>2008-09-08T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:27:53.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP101</title><content type='html'>today's HP101 lecture- Memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another interesting and exciting lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lecturer, also my tutor, Dr Cha, did many little experiments with us in LT today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are three key processes of Memory: Encoding, Storage and Retrieval. on the part of encoding, he asked "what is on the flip side of our $5 bill?" one student said "tree." another said "i think it's children, buildings, ppl playing some sports." haha. answer is it's a heritage tree found in Botanical Gardens, and this tree is in the bill because this tree holds many fond memories of our grandparents' when they were young. &lt;strong&gt;lesson learnt- we do not remember because we &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; pay attention to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visually, we are able to remember 7 plus/minus 2 items. this is the iconic memory (subset of Sensory memory). he flashed 7 alphabets in like one-over-twenty second, and we were asked to recall what we saw. surprisingly, we got the 7 alphabets right. next he flashed 16 alphabets. we were asked to recall again. this time, we could not get many right. so cool. last attempt, he flashed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUSNTUSMUSIMUSNW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all got it right. haha. our brain is wonderful. we just did &lt;em&gt;chunking. &lt;/em&gt;grouping of words together. this is what experts do. research showed that chess experts were able to better remember the chess pieces at their right positions when the pieces were put in a meaningful way. but when the chess pieces were not put in a meaningful manner, chances are, a less experienced chess player could remember better than the expert. this is because the expert is more familiar in this domain, and they rmb by chunking, relying on schema, forming meanings out of these chunks, so when the pieces were placed out of order, they found it harder to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were lots more of stuffs that he did with us, showed us. heh heh. back to doing blk 48 design.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-314464822468002893?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/314464822468002893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=314464822468002893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/314464822468002893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/314464822468002893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/09/hp101.html' title='HP101'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2697705698294741523</id><published>2008-08-25T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:13:25.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGELA</title><content type='html'>angela is leaving for one month for attachment! im having mixed feelings. happy for her to get such opportunity to travel overseas to open eyes and acquire knowledge that's not found in singapore, and sad to see her leave for this one month cos we can't celebrate her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela!! we'll miss you so much la here in singapore. wonder if your morning is our night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. miss lye flew off too. hope she's settling well there. teacher's day celebration is on this coming friday. i cant go back. i have lessons. and ohya.. actually i should go back to zhonghua to visit ms sharon and vanita and mr tay tmr.. i still owe them some presents- they took care of me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for supper in JJ's car to Boon Lay market for the &lt;em&gt;power nasi lemak.&lt;/em&gt; came back and watched a little of Man U vs Ports at 3+am. slept at 4.30am and i had lecture at 8.30am. this is crazy. i MUST sleep early tonight man. hall life is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF DISCIPLINE IS IMPORTANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2697705698294741523?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2697705698294741523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2697705698294741523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2697705698294741523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2697705698294741523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/08/angela.html' title='ANGELA'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1546353751168380102</id><published>2008-08-19T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:24:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19/8 20/8/08</title><content type='html'>soccer trg ytd was fun!! a lot more drills and their warm ups are like a lot weirder! haha. but i think i like it. found out that there's one two seniors, 2 more freshies playing woman soccer. so we walked home together. Jerry- one of my new made soccer friend, sprained her ankle cos she stepped into a pot hole. ok.. but still i think the field is a lot better than NY's. at 11pm, played badminton at hall 10 court. so many ppl were playing. wa liao. i think im going crazy. i've never played sports at such a time. anyway, the lights were so dim (lights are supposed to be out by 11pm), that i couldn even see the shuttlecock. played till 1230, and i was coughing a lot, so i went back to room first. luckily shun ru wasn sleeping yet. so could still slowly wash my stinky socks and shin guards and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate the toilet. it's always got bees flying around the lights at night. esp at night. morning and afternoon it's clean, but at night, we always risk stepping on unconscious bees on the floor. one snail just died the day before. someone accidentally stepped on it i suppose cos it's shell was smashed. and slime was around the corpse. by ytd, flies were bugging the corpse, happily feeding on it. by evening, though the corpse was gone (probably cleared by uncle), the slime was still there. YUCK. stupid snail. traveling across the most walked path at night. it took a few hours to move centimetres. by night time, it was only halfway through. HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go home today. i have absolutely no lessons at all! so wasted. there's construction near my house, so it's super niosy. i called home and all i could hear was rattling noise of the drill. but anyway, i had to knock on ppl's doors tonight again- blk rep's job. :/ IBG is next week. i suppose ppl are more eager and willing to volunteer their time to take part in inter blk sports.&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 2+ last night, and woke up at 8+ to eat breakfast. ppl are saying 'are you crazy? no lesson somemore, just sleep in la'. haha. but when i was walking to the toilet to brush my teeth, i saw my neighbours, wide and awake, studying alr! how can i not wake up early too?! wa. mugging fever coming on now. everyone is reading to catch up on lectures and tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my psychology textbook is SO SUPER INFORMATIVE, i have to take days to read one two chapters. kk. shall tilt my head downwards to continue studying. having a laptop in front of you isn always a good thing. so distracting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something aside. was reading my textbook chapter 3 on sensation and perception. it mentioned about Ms Steen, a synthesthete, an unusual artist. i went google to check up on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the textbook:&lt;br /&gt;   Ms. Steen is a most unusual artist because she is able to perceive a world where sounds have colours and shapes, an ability she often turns into unusual and beautiful sculptures. A &lt;em&gt;synthesthete&lt;/em&gt; is a person with &lt;strong&gt;synesthesia&lt;/strong&gt;, which literally means "joined sensation". People with this condition are rare- about 1 in 25000. In the synthesthete, the signals that come from the sensory organs, such as the eyes or the ears, go to places in the brain in which they weren't originally meant to be, causing those signals to be interpreted as more than one sensation. A fusion of sound and sight is most common, but touch, taste, and even smell can enter into the mix (Cytowic, 1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chapter 3 Sensation and Perception, Pg. 82&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PSYCHOLOGY, mypsylab edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saundra K. Ciccarelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Glenn E. Meyer]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this article! -&lt;a href="http://courses.missouristate.edu/tomtomasi/tom/BIO%20361/Physiology%20articles/sensory%20pathology.htm"&gt;http://courses.missouristate.edu/tomtomasi/tom/BIO%20361/Physiology%20articles/sensory%20pathology.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1546353751168380102?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1546353751168380102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1546353751168380102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1546353751168380102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1546353751168380102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/08/198-20808.html' title='19/8 20/8/08'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1946473555745497627</id><published>2008-08-18T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:14:30.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16/8, 18/8, 19/8</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 16/8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DnD was fun on the whole. I didn't win anything, as expected, but ya, the experience was actually quite good. i still wasn't able to conquer my fear of singing on stage. sry pageant partner.. yong qiang was a good partner to work with. basically he helped me cover up my mistakes a lot. yup. went home straight after the DnD, didn't stay to club with friends, cos i was down with fever. thanks Reno for being there to support me, and all those ppl whom i know couldn't make it down and were supporting me in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pictures are on facebook :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 18/8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a lonely day to begin with. monday is the day i'm quite splitted up with everyone else. but luckily HW101 i found Amal, and during my one hour break, i found Aldrin. bought two 'Best Mum' 'Best Dad' handphone tags from a bazaar at Canteen B. received a tag that says 'I Love Soccer' too. haha. thanks man!! i will hang it nicely somewhere. At night, BLK reps had to gather to knock on ppl's doors to ask them to come down to Reading Room to join the Inter Block Recreational Games (IBRG). one good thing about being a blk rep is you get to know more ppl, esp your neighbours you didn't even get a chance to say hi to. now i know who stays on level 6- the ulu-est level for girls, with all guys staying downstairs. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one lecture, and my day has ended. shiok. ltr i'm going for soccer trg. my soccer friends aren't joining. they probably had enough and wanted to try other sports. for me, i probably wanted to relive what i missed out during JC life. tonight's IBRG we're having Darts, Snooker and Carrom. 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19/8'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8487136601917541796</id><published>2008-08-07T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T01:50:33.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cont'd of week 1</title><content type='html'>went for angela's performance ytd night. was great. saw lam lam and weilin there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just grabbed the korean class. super happy now. satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;bought psy textbook. reading chapter one now.&lt;br /&gt;ltr there's bloodbank meeting. :( don feel like going. but i've rsvp-ed.&lt;br /&gt;there's tutorial homework. so fast!! the profs are like so strict :(&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;i don't know how many :( i've put.&lt;br /&gt;slack days are over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8487136601917541796?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8487136601917541796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=8487136601917541796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8487136601917541796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8487136601917541796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/08/contd-of-week-1.html' title='cont&apos;d of week 1'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1005519179677256158</id><published>2008-08-04T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:40:14.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>week 1</title><content type='html'>hall camp is over. today there's no lessons, tuts start next week. stars planner is a headache. just gotten my matric card and ezlink card. coolto. tonight there's JASH, joint hall bash at zouk. i'm going. but probably want to come back early. should be quite tired. tomorrow is the start of add/drop period. shall log in early. i wanna get my slots. okok. so far, i've nothing much to print, while my friends from other courses are busy printing away. ah. we need a cashcard to print in the library. i'm going to get one. saves trouble. ppl are already starting to buy textbooks! and ppl went for their first lectures alr. i haven't even start on anything. but i'm definitely more familiar with the school compound alr. roughly know which bus to take, where and how to walk from LT to LT. and i know my exams is in Nov alr. so fast right. :/ haven't start lectures, and i know there's exams in Nov. so stressful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RELAX.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1005519179677256158?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1005519179677256158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1005519179677256158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1005519179677256158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1005519179677256158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-1.html' title='week 1'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6595215938775706700</id><published>2008-07-24T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:58:17.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two weeks' summary</title><content type='html'>after a week's camp, i became darker. heh. my camp was loooooonnnnnnnng but fun. cried half the way through &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fright Night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which they convinced us was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mambo Night&lt;/span&gt;, grrr)&lt;/span&gt;, and my friends kissed their way thru the SP Night &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which i was so super slow in realising SP stood for &lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;ecret &lt;u&gt;P&lt;/u&gt;artner)&lt;/span&gt;. cheered till our thoats sored. because it was a week, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Khazad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bonded well. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the way, we are Dwarves, and we belong to the Light Side, and will fight the Dark Side to bring peace to world again.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. had gathering ytd night. the turnout was good. out of 19 freshies, 17 including me went. all 3 GLs went too. i'm sure the next gathering would be this huge too. love this group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate at Breeks at marina square, and played um ji ji there. haha. earlier on, they went Kbox. so sad i wasn able to attend, cos i'm seriously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with today's art exhibition at zhonghua. can't leave. for the whole week i wasn able to sleep well, cos at night i have business to attend to- like meeting up with cousins, my colouring book proj, piano &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(oops, i didn even touch piano the whole week and i just had lecturing last week from Ms Chew)&lt;/span&gt;, and gathering.. woke up early everyday, and came home late. hmm. tired tired. today's my last day of work in S6 CLuster. yay. now i can fully channel my energy towards the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hall camp is starting like next monday.. and i haven't gotten news?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6595215938775706700?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6595215938775706700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6595215938775706700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6595215938775706700'/><link rel='self' 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but overall it's really really fun. love the tuki tuki game. saw many ny friends, and ijtp girls. like Amal and Tricia who were in khazad too. i'm going hall camp, soon.. school is starting, uni life is going to start real fast. a little worried, but, i hope everything will turn out fine, since i've found my psy friends, and hall friends. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after entering uni life, i'm so afraid i will have to let go time that will be spent together with wefour etc. really afraid. i hope i can find the balance. miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm in hall 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8944927937512451957?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8944927937512451957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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chun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9july, wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, went to collect birthday cake for chun's mini celebration! haha! went to eat at pasta. then we (ky, angela and I) gave her a wallet from Accessorize, canvas shoes with designs, and a self made card. yay. bought a strawberry light cheese cake for her. after dinner, we went to her house to celebrate. finally met up with auntie too. it's been so long! hee. we all sang the birthday song, and she cut the cake. ky made her blow certain lit candles out before cutting the cake. haha. though it's simple, but i really love such meetups! whee. anyway, was quite stupid to buy a big cake when it's only the few of us eating. in the end, i brought home four slices for my sisters to eat. planning's never my strength. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday chun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after piano, came back to pack my camp bag. need to bring six sets of clothes. like WHY?!?! it's as though i'm going overseas. :( need to bring an extra set of clothes that can be thrown away, and also a set of smart casual. and swimwear too. hmm. i'm not going to step into the pool to play those water games. NEVER! haha. though i swim occasionally, but i've almost drowned once. so, i'm still very scared of deep waters. throw me into the sea, i will be the first to die. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every weekend, the most enjoyable thing to do is to wait for My Legend to show. the story is getting more and more interesting! love the theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just started watching Attention Please- a japanese show featuring a tomboyish girl transforming into a cabin attendant. it's nice! heh. melissa told me about it, so went to checked out. not bad, though i still like SIA stewardess more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7586479326473921720?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7586479326473921720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-576802543818144240</id><published>2008-07-06T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T03:40:45.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Cross Blood Drive cum Roadshow @ Health &amp; You Fair 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;saturday, 5/7/08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after piano, went straight to Suntec for voluntary work at red cross blooddrive cum roadshow at Health &amp;amp; You Fair 2008. we didn't have anything to showcase except for our YAP booth because blood drive started at 2pm only. but in the morning, many interested blood donors already came forward, eagerly wanting to donate their blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this roadshow is to encourage first time blood donors to come forward to try donating blood. regular blood donors who are enthusiastic, are refused and advised to go to the &lt;a href="mailto:BloodBank@HSA"&gt;BloodBank@HSA&lt;/a&gt;. seeing such responses made me super happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many first time blood donors took a while to be convinced, and also to have the courage to come forward. they usually had a lot of questions about blood donation, and they were generally about the same. for example, they might ask, "is it very painful?", "how long will the whole process take?", "what must we bring or do in order to donate?" etc. i would tell them, "yes, it's going to hurt a little, but it's bearable. it would be a lie to tell you it's not painful at all. the whole process takes about 45mins, depending on how quickly you pass all the tests, and the drawing of blood. 45mins duration begins when you start registering. you have to be generally healthy in order to donate." of course there are many other restrictions, like weight limit, age limit, and whether you're on medication, any diseases plaguing you, or whether you're pregnant. people who went UK since 1980, are permanently not eligible to donate blood because of the mad cow disease. there hasn't been a lab test to test for mad cow disease. i met a lot of foreigners coming forward to donate blood. some are regular donors in their countries, and it's their first time here. many uncles and aunties came forward because they havdalways been wanting to donate, but couldn't find the right time, or they stopped donating after NS life. so many of them were second-time donors. but generally, they were still very afraid, and needed a little encouragement. there were a few teenagers who wanted to donate. one girl felt giddy after donating. so her feet were raised. some curious onlookers began questioning me, why she was in that position, why legs must be raised, and we had to convince them that not everyone would feel nauseous or giddy after donating blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, we somewhat met the target. when blood drive ended at 6pm, we cleared the area, and allowed the youngsters who just joined YDC to demonstrate their dancing skills. they liked shuffling a lot. earlier on, one of them wore the blood buddy mascot and shuffle danced, attracting many people's attention. one m'sian teenager even wanted to PK. he was so interested that he videoed the dancers, and wanted to talk and dance with them. haha. so cute. so we told him that there's a YDC camp opened to regional countries coming this end of year. he left his contacts, and we promised to post or email him the details. this was one strategy we decided to employ to attract more youth donors/members of YDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy to be in YDC! although i'm not like those enthu blood donors, but i'm happy with volunteering, and making new friends! haha. my mum used to say it's so stupid of me to do such voluntary work because i'm not paid. i'm not sure why, but i like to volunteer for such events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum had resigned to the fact that i liked volunteering for YDC. when i came home, she just sighed and smiled. heehee. she asked me too, what's so good about blood donation, it makes people fat! i went hahahahaha, so many thousand people had thought it's a fact that blood donation makes people fat too. i told her, those people who went to donate were generally thin, and making ppl fat was just a common myth. red blood cells die within 100 days, and whether you give your blood out or not, it's still going to die in your body. if you donate blood, you give the matured blood out, your bone marrow produces new young blood! so every 3 months, you make your bone marrow produce new young blood cells regularly- so healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a blessing to donate blood. not everyone can dontae blood. if you're able to pass all the tests and checks by doctor, it means you're healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that great?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are currently lacking of O+ and A+ blood supply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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2008'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3090665036637366779</id><published>2008-07-02T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:15:04.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i forgot today's 2 july already.</title><content type='html'>been busy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chun's birthday is coming! going to plan her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my medical checkup, it was fast and easy. luckily there was huayhan and her friend zhixin, so the trip there wasn't at all scary and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hated urine test. disgusting test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s6 cluster art exhibition coming soon. in preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just one more student who still owes ms sharon money! and it's all because i didn't call up his parents to ask his parents to bring the money down. how i wish he can do it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ky- jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated myself with my 0608 friends. we are all going separate ways, but most of them are going smu and nus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3090665036637366779?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3090665036637366779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3090665036637366779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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after students for money in zhonghua.&lt;br /&gt;i'm also a rice pack manufacturer in ny now. cat and i pack rice everyday. we are reaching 500 packets soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-207625359186276686?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/207625359186276686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=207625359186276686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/207625359186276686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/207625359186276686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-job.html' title='my job'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7045933987758342853</id><published>2008-06-25T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:49:30.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;major take note!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;piano performance is from 3pm to 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7466096058957523143</id><published>2008-06-24T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:01:28.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i found a room mate.</title><content type='html'>OOPS! sorry to anony and minwei. looks like my photo created some&lt;br /&gt;commotion. ok..&lt;br /&gt;to minwei- i understand it was a friendly comment :]&lt;br /&gt;to anony- thanks anony for replying the tag should it had been a hurting&lt;br /&gt;criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for tagging! sorry for putting up that photo in the first&lt;br /&gt;place. heh. ppl, don't be angry with one another ok? heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;anyway, i'm staying in hostel with Shun Ru! yay. found a room mate.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand how to get the Microsoft Office working in my laptop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7466096058957523143?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7466096058957523143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=7466096058957523143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7466096058957523143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7466096058957523143'/><link rel='alternate' 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everyday, whereas for me, because i'm not a teacher or a general office admin, during the june holidays (for students! haha) i only go back to work if the schools need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost much contact with my 0608 friends, definitely hoping i would get to talk to them again. people like Pei En, Boon Kiong etc. ah.. miss them. wondered if 0608 contacted ms agnes about where they are pursuing their studies. it would be quite miserable to know that most of your students have forgotten about you because you were only their CT teacher, and taught no subjects to any of your form class students (er.. maybe not the whole class, some 0608 ppl were under her for GP, but that's all). defintely much less 'physical' contact with people who I'm super close to. we must meet up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis is pestering me to bring her to the zoo. haha. i owe her a penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe:&lt;br /&gt;ky a favour.&lt;br /&gt;yixiu- something- gona buy her something for helping to complete two panels of tape art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do at zhonghua today cos ms sharon's not in. on MC. so a PE teacher took over the reliefing for ms sharon and shun ru's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. how's everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;NOTE;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to spend money, yet can earn money at the same time, call me up&lt;br /&gt;for more information. it's a new project that is starting soon in August. be&lt;br /&gt;part of this project, and you can keep earning money forever, just because you&lt;br /&gt;are part of this idea. that means, you can earn University extra pocket money&lt;br /&gt;even without having to work. it's freelance. it's a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3688215957830040776?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5885405918198491517</id><published>2008-06-19T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:25:13.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nervous</title><content type='html'>19june- was so nervous that i couldn't breathe! had full dress rehearsal at ms chew's house with all other performing students. fortunately i didn't blank out, though i did flopped somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUSICAL MOMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Date: 28 June 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Venue: Esplanade library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Time: 3pm - 4pm (but today we played more than one hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's of course free! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm playing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Impromptu Op. 25 No.1 by Arensky&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5885405918198491517?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5885405918198491517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5885405918198491517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5885405918198491517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5885405918198491517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/nervous.html' title='nervous'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6930267496259456575</id><published>2008-06-18T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:51:59.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>russell peters racism jokes.</title><content type='html'>bought a Fujitsu laptop. late shipment. going to collect on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed more than 120 rice packs today. with the help of shangyi and cathleen. cathleen showed us this russell peters 's comedian show- the one that lasts 45mins (full length).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE GO WATCH this one on youtube! his racist jokes are cruelly funny and so totally true.&lt;div 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jokes.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3604541345560534919</id><published>2008-06-16T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:04:00.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny photo</title><content type='html'>this was how i once looked like when i was in sec one! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212680164560672690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SFco_eBdF7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/3Ki85-fkBeY/s200/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so&lt;strong&gt; funny&lt;/strong&gt; right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;faint.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can't stop laughing whenever i look at this photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3604541345560534919?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3604541345560534919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3604541345560534919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3604541345560534919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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11am to afternoon. yea.&lt;br /&gt;went library. read a book.&lt;br /&gt;played badminton with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;went sun plaza to rent movies. had soyabean ice cream. wanted to buy a theory book. didn't know which to choose. smsed ms chew, and she replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"come j"&lt;br /&gt;"then will show you rat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i was like what?! what is ms chew trying to say? haha. i guess she meant come on sat and i will show you. i guess she was having a piano lesson. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's just my day!!&lt;/strong&gt; nothing much!! ah. i guess i'm better off working. being cooped up at home may mean getting sick. tomorrow i'm going to ny to pack rice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-4935482296064983398?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5623634777915418984</id><published>2008-06-11T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:49:46.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>same mistake.</title><content type='html'>i was just complaining about that guy the other day for not calling me earlier, today i just made the same mistake! i gave someone false hope! heh. super sorry. i owe you one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 8 designs right now. i'm going to continue drawing! lucky i don have to colour. or else it won't just take me 3 days. he wants a front and back cover. i should add30dollars more to my charge right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with the colouring book. great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5623634777915418984?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5623634777915418984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5623634777915418984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5623634777915418984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5623634777915418984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/same-mistake.html' title='same mistake.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8854322866226448865</id><published>2008-06-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:19:50.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>people's flying and going.</title><content type='html'>have just gotten news that ky got accepted into SMU. that's great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slaving out 10 designs for only 150dollars. somemore i was the one who gave that price. hmm. i could have asked for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bras basah today to buy drawing paper, brushes, and a calligraphic marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at ny to print stickers to paste on plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shangyi went for a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sukai is leaving singapore for london to study economics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is angela back from trekking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's chun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's everyone? :(&lt;br /&gt;haha. am i missing school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8854322866226448865?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8854322866226448865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=8854322866226448865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8854322866226448865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8854322866226448865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/peoples-flying-and-going.html' title='people&apos;s flying and going.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7684186636605125688</id><published>2008-06-08T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T06:51:27.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEA KY! i've stopped emoing. haha. i think that night i was crazy as usual. worrying about things that shouldn be worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this guy who i'm supposed to meet up for the colouring book offer, i tell you, he's like super whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt; night he finally replied my msg and said we would meet up on saturday to discuss further. i was like ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;, i waited for him the whole morning!! didn give up till saturday afternoon, kept my time free so if he wanted to meet up, i could be free to meet. i mean, this is a job offer, and i seriously want to be serious about it. later that evening, he called. but my phone was on vibration, i forgot to change it back to ringing mode, so i didn pick up his call. he later on msged saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi i tried calling earlier. this is quite an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;urgent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;project. do you mind if we meet tomolo? blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like. what?! if it had been urgent, &lt;strong&gt;please call me earlier&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i waited the whole day for your call. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, of course i msged back, and he replied: ok. no problem. call you tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we are supposed to meet on sunday. OK.&lt;br /&gt;saturday night: uzbekistan vs singapore 2nd leg.&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning: switzerland vs czech republic // portugal vs turkey.&lt;br /&gt;i supposed he didn want to talk then because there was a soccer match to catch. i gladly imagined this reason to be true, because i was glued to the match too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt; morning. i continued to wait. 11am, i told myself he should be sleeping still because there were matches, and he stayed up late to watch. by afternoon, i gave up. i totally didn care about the offer. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i mean if he needs this colouring book done, he should be the one coming to beg me for help since i was willing to do it and would be charging lower than professionals! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;late afternoon, when i was about to go grandparents' house, he called. like FINALLY. he said he was sorry he called so late and we couldn meet up because he was busy with something else. i didn bother to listen. whatever. i was like ok. it's ok, although my heart was super fuming badly. but anyway he said he would send some soft copies of examples through msn at 9.30pm. ok. and now i'm on msn. he's not online. i told him i would be home by 9pm. in the end i was home at 8.30pm. he only contacted me on msn at like 9.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. talking to him now. shall charge him high. rah. made me wait so much. humph. i'm so evil right. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7684186636605125688?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7684186636605125688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=7684186636605125688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7684186636605125688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7684186636605125688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/yea-ky-ive-stopped-emoing.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2857369910799859729</id><published>2008-06-07T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:31:21.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone told me, if you're not strong-willed enough, studying psychology can change you. i can imagine myself turning into a paranoid, always wondering what people mean what they say. i should stand by my own principles. i'm too easily swayed by people's words, and i definitely am bothered much by what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my character needs building!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first, what are my basic principles?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in uni there are much lesser trustworthy friends you can find. even in jc, the number proved to be disappointing. i really do pray my friends stay true to me, so i can confide in them when i'm down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first crush had made me realise how difficult maintaining friendship was. after that, a series of events that happened made me reflect and made me understood i was no longer in the protective arms of secondary school. sorry, i seem to dwell in the past. no worries im moving forward! but it's been great learning from what i experience with my jc friends. it did in a way woke me up, and forced me to be more streetwise, and i do hope my character would stay similar after entering uni! i'm still in a midst of finding m yself i guess, because if not, i would have been strong enough to filter what i will see and hear in future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid if im too careful, i cant find friends. but im also frightened that if i trust and commit easily, i will be let down again and again by disappointments. you get the DILEMMA? which is why sometimes when i start to think "anyhowly", i feel so super terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my doubts can go on for days and i seriously hate that! until there's reassurance, i seriously brood over it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt not to let my guard down- and i super totally hated that because i feel like a changed person. it makes me a hypocrite. i seriously hate hypocrites, and if i become one, i would definitely not be able to forgive myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm dwelling too much. it's hu si luan siang. this feeling of uncertainty sometimes just washes over you for no reason, and you start to doubt people. this is so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to stop typing. the entry can go on forever. i will just keep guessing. i mean, there shouldn't be anything against me when my conscience is clear like water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to be neutral. but sometimes being neutral can get shoot at too. that's what i learnt in IJ. when things get seriuos, there needs to be a stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking about this. the czech vs switz is almost over. i can't watch because dad  wants to sleep, so no one can go with me to watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like 1.30am&lt;br /&gt;i just left msn, yet im still blogging&lt;br /&gt;what's my problem.&lt;br /&gt;im getting crazy.&lt;br /&gt;headache.&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;brain hurts.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2857369910799859729?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2857369910799859729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2857369910799859729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2857369910799859729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2857369910799859729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/someone-told-me-if-youre-not-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3564336646111810935</id><published>2008-06-05T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:22:21.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok. tape art time.</title><content type='html'>ky is back! she enjoyed herself on cruise and that's good :) i want to go go travel too!&lt;br /&gt;i just rushed out angela's project designs till 2am yesterday. i'm super tired now. droopy eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i received call from that colouring book guy. yay. but i'm not sure how much i should charge. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;talked to meihung ytd. she's still at night safari working as a tram guide! oh man. she's a strong and steady girl.&lt;br /&gt;xianmin and yixiu did their UOB works, and we hope they can finish on time! my itchy hands painted a small part of their first layers. heehee. nice of them to let me touch their works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. tape art time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3564336646111810935?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3564336646111810935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3564336646111810935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3564336646111810935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3564336646111810935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-tape-art-time.html' title='ok. tape art time.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6087453142028570564</id><published>2008-06-03T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:03:17.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ntu walk.</title><content type='html'>went to ntu ytd to submit my docs for bursary. xm and i took a super long time to find the student services centre. it's like really on the hill, and from the point where we alighted from bus, we just kept going uphill. not knowing where to go, we decided to ask some dragonboat girls. they told us it was a slope away. truth is- i think it's a 10minutes walk plus 2 slopes away. lucky for the rain, which made the weather cooler, i think i would have sweated much just walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. lucky there's xm to walk with me. if not, i would have been even lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ky should be coming back soon from cruise..&lt;br /&gt;chun is still working in that office filled with office politics.&lt;br /&gt;angela is still rushing out her nursing project.&lt;br /&gt;just being offered to create a colouring book for money. waiting for the in charge to call. whee.&lt;br /&gt;my salary isn't in yet!&lt;br /&gt;i kept forgetting to do certain admin stuff. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm going to continue calling the students up.&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;i'm all alone again! hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back to ny to do my tape art! no time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6087453142028570564?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6087453142028570564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6087453142028570564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6087453142028570564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6087453142028570564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/06/ntu-walk.html' title='ntu walk.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3968077911948699365</id><published>2008-05-29T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:18:27.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange encounters</title><content type='html'>i always had the strangest encounters at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i dreamt that two guys were tossing girls up and down somewhere in the HDB block, and then after playing with them for a while, they tossed them over the parapet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days ago i dreamt that there was a group of boys playing with a ball along the corriddor on the 10th floor. the ball flew over the parapet and one of the boys wanted to save it from dropping down 10 storeys ended up falling off the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this morning, i dreamt of mr eric tan and chij toa payoh building- the one before we moved to thompson building. i dreamt of the whole class too. i dreamt that i was talking to mr tan. i was talking halfway and my mom woke me up. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:( &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i need to speak to MET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister told this morning, i talked a lot in my dreams. but she couldn't remember what the conversation was. she could only remember something like "why did it turn out this way? why?" it was like an argument. haha. but the funniest discovery was, my dreams were in &lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/strong&gt;! i always thought i spoke mandarin even in my dreams, but she told me it was the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, after i changed my clothes, i wanted to open the door. but i felt that someone was pulling the door on the other side. i thought it was my mom playing pranks on me which was so impossible, but still, i had this thought. i was so scared, i released my hand from the door knob, and i heard the knob turn. omg. i tried opening again. ok. i was fine. i went out, i saw my mom sitting in the living room. i enquired, she denied. shit. i think i'm thinking strangely these days. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm scared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3968077911948699365?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3968077911948699365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3968077911948699365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3968077911948699365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3968077911948699365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/05/strange-encounters.html' title='strange encounters'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6969061984986454317</id><published>2008-05-26T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:45:44.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at nanyang today</title><content type='html'>went back to school to complete tape art. couldn't even do at least one panel. i probably took too much of my own sweet time. J1s started to paint their UOB paintings.  i really wish i'm a student again. Yixiu, Xianmin and Andre are going to participate in UOB Competition, if they can finish painting. ah. i so envied them! i'm not sure why. it's not that i don't want, i've actually decided on the theme, but i can't find that kind of motivation to finish a piece of artwork. i can doodle, draw small little cartoons in my sketchbook, but i can't find the energy to start the large scale painting again. ah. i can't be like that. i will try. this holiday. i have always wanted to paint out one of the photograph i took of my sister in her mortar board, with her little stuff toys all lying beside her. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ky's not been replying me! the conversation will always stop after i msged. ah. this is making me worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela, on the other side, didn't reply me too after she's been betrayed by her friends. ok. the world is cruelly real. when you want to get the best, you won't care if your not so close friends will get anything. good things are always left for your family and friends. that's true. save yourself. hmm. but standing in the victim's shoes, people are simply evil. don worry angela! box them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huichun is still working.. hope her throat is feeling better. and her medicine really took a long time to be brewed, so she better get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xianmin's present is so cute! i'm going to use it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6969061984986454317?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6969061984986454317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6969061984986454317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6969061984986454317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6969061984986454317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/05/at-nanyang-today.html' title='at nanyang today'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1607069959836846715</id><published>2008-05-24T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:46:17.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: unfocused</title><content type='html'>great news, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junta said yes to all aid workers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but of course there must be some conditions, but nevertheless, this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great news&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for myanmar cyclone victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donated $20 to victims in Szechuan Earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. ky didn't reply my msg. i'm so &lt;strong&gt;super worried&lt;/strong&gt; now! i forgot if i &lt;em&gt;promised&lt;/em&gt; her to go with her to the ntu tea party. if i did, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh shit&lt;/span&gt;. had piano at 3, so i couldn't go. i hope she replies soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i've just accepted the ntu offer to study in psychology. ok. that's like one&lt;br /&gt;load of burden off my mind. &lt;/blockquote&gt;ok. i'm going to submit this straits times entry form to win a pair of tickets for the TMS Singapore Open. hope i will be lucky enough to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U celebrates the win for EPL and ChampsL. so love them. Chelsea is good too but just can't break through. Grant is sacked. SIGH. life is too practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Tham brought my sister and I to OCC. practised a bit of golf at the driving range. ok.. at least my balls fly. no distance, but able to fly. took me a whole half an hour to get the momentum back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1607069959836846715?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1607069959836846715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1607069959836846715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1607069959836846715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1607069959836846715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-unfocused.html' title='mood: unfocused'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6539250173750534072</id><published>2008-05-19T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T08:07:45.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;18 may night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;went out to causeway point to meet ky, chun and angela. ys and al came but left the four of us for dinner while they went McCafe to chill. yay. it's girls time! hee. treated the three of them to dinner at pastamania. they were very 'ke qi' haha. didnt order much. i think it's got to do with my face. ah. wanted to watch "what happens in vegas" but the show would only start at 9.20pm. that was late. went to the bishan park "pub"- Explorer to check out. ok.. i think the service there wasn't that good. they expected us to order alcoholic drinks or beers, but we ordered frosties and shakes. what's wrong with that. we're healthy people, and besides, there weren't much choices on the menu. :\ the people there were all chinese (as in China people), we had to order in Chinese. :/ the atmosphere there wasn't really nice, except when they played some nice good old english songs on the hi-fi set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;VESAK DAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to visit my grandpa at woodlands. told him i would be waiting for him outside his house because he was at causeway strolling, and he said he would come home soon. that was what we said during the first phone call. second call from me to him, he was on bus alr. ok. good i'm going to see him soon! last call, it was from him. he called and asked, "why you called me?" ok.. he forgot. old people can't remember as clearly as before. he obviously forgot i was waiting at his house! and he said he was at coffeeshop drinking kopi already! ah. i've waited for nothing. wanted to pass him money and some docs actually, aiyo, this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind.. went swimming afterwards. definitely the best way to cool the body. but sometimes i'm just too lazy to go to the pool. it's a bus ride from my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is cat! invading cheng's blog! hehehehehe. MEOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's freakingly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my barometer says it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;31 degrees celsius&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've not done much work today. felt so bad. met up with ky and chun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mum said an auntie was reasoning to people about who's the more pitiful one- myanmar or china. szechuan earthquake killed 30 000+ people, but cyclone took away more than 200 000 people (er, wait, are the figures correct?). of course myanmar is the more pitiful one, but junta won't let us in to help! they are scaredworried that foreign intervention may indirectly diminish their powers, and encourage civilians to overthrow the military govt. which is why, help that is directed to myanmar, has to turn to china. hope UN can persuade myanmar to open her gates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6539250173750534072?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6539250173750534072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6539250173750534072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6539250173750534072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6539250173750534072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/05/18-may-night-went-out-to-causeway-point.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3463667521547935347</id><published>2008-05-18T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:08:54.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a hero who claimed she was not a hero.</title><content type='html'>i've just read the Time magazine milestone section. this woman named &lt;strong&gt;Irena Sendlerowa &lt;/strong&gt;just died on 12 May 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/3a/2005.02.13._Irena_Sendlerowa_Foto_Mariusz_Kubik_01_zoom.jpg/200px-2005.02.13._Irena_Sendlerowa_Foto_Mariusz_Kubik_01_zoom.jpg" width="200" height="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the &lt;a title="World War II" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_II"&gt;World War II&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Nazi Germany" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nazi_Germany"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; occupation of &lt;a title="Poland" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poland"&gt;Poland&lt;/a&gt;, Sendler lived in Warsaw (before that she lived in &lt;a title="Tarczyn" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tarczyn"&gt;Tarczyn&lt;/a&gt;) while working for the city's Social Welfare Department. Under the pretext of conducting inspections of sanitary conditions during a typhoid outbreak, Sendler visited the ghetto and smuggled out babies and small children in ambulances and trams, sometimes disguising them as packages. She also used the old courthouse of the edge of the Warsaw Ghetto (still standing) as one of the main routes of smuggling children out. She started helping Jews a long time before the &lt;a title="Warsaw Ghetto" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warsaw_Ghetto"&gt;Warsaw Ghetto&lt;/a&gt; was established. As early as 1939, when the Germans invaded Poland, she began helping Jews by offering them food and shelter. Irena and her helpers made over 3,000 false documents to help Jewish families, before she joined &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Zegota" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zegota"&gt;Zegota&lt;/a&gt; and the children's division. Helping Jews was very risky — in &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Occupied Poland" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Occupied_Poland"&gt;German-occupied Poland&lt;/a&gt;, all household members were punished by death if a hidden Jew was found in their house. This punishment was more severe than those applied in other occupied European countries.&lt;br /&gt;In December 1942, the newly created &lt;a title="Żegota" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Å»egota"&gt;Children's Section of the Żegota (Council for Aid to Jews)&lt;/a&gt;, nominated her (under her cover name Jolanta) to head its children's department. As an employee of the Social Welfare Department, she had a special permit to enter the Warsaw Ghetto, to check for signs of typhus, something the Nazis feared would spread beyond the ghetto. During the visits, she wore a &lt;a title="Star of David" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_of_David"&gt;Star of David&lt;/a&gt; as a sign of solidarity with the Jewish people and so as not to call attention to herself.&lt;br /&gt;She cooperated with the Children's Section of the Municipal Administration, linked with the RGO (Central Welfare Council), a Polish Relief Organization tolerated under German supervision. She organized the smuggling of Jewish children from the Ghetto, carrying them out in boxes, suitcases and trolleys. The children were placed with Polish families, the Warsaw orphanage of the Sisters of the Family of Mary or &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Roman Catholic" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Catholic"&gt;Roman Catholic&lt;/a&gt; convents such as the Sisters Little Servants of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Mary at &lt;a class="extiw" title="pl:Turkowice" href="http://pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turkowice"&gt;Turkowice&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a class="extiw" title="pl:Chotomów" href="http://pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/ChotomÃ³w"&gt;Chotomów&lt;/a&gt;. Some were smuggled to priests in parish rectories where they could be further hidden. She hid lists of their names in jars, in order to keep track of their original and new identities. Zegota assured the children that, when the war was over, they must be returned to Jewish relatives.&lt;br /&gt;In 1943, Sendler was arrested by the &lt;a title="Gestapo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gestapo"&gt;Gestapo&lt;/a&gt;, severely tortured, and sentenced to death. Żegota saved her by bribing the German guards on the way to her execution. She was left in the woods, unconscious and with broken arms and legs. She was listed on public bulletin boards as among those executed. For the remainder of the war, she lived in hiding, but continued her work for the Jewish children. After the war, she dug up the jars containing the children's identities and began an attempt to find the children and return them to living parents. However, almost all the children's parents had died at the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Treblinka" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treblinka"&gt;Treblinka&lt;/a&gt; extermination camp.[&lt;a title="Wikipedia:Citation needed" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citation_needed"&gt;citation needed&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extract taken from wikipedia.org.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3463667521547935347?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3463667521547935347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3463667521547935347' title='0 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type='html'>this week at zhonghua was super tiring cos i had to produce a newsletter within a week's time, plus it's the end of mid years so teachers were all busy transferring students' results into the school's cockpit. i had to help out with the database and all those admin work. managed to finish up the newsletter. whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhonghua had their literacy evening. it was super funny, interesting and to me, it was a whole different experience watching those male and female students performing together. haha. i could remember in IJTP, during drama nights, those roles that were supposed to be acted out by males, were given to females who were more manly, or who were just better in acting. haha. at 5.30pm on the dot, i left for Changi Airport to pick up my sister who was flying back from Taipei. it was lucky that they didn feel any tremors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at Eatzi Steakhouse at EastPoint. ordered steak and chicken combo, medium well. was superb. the cabbage, wa, i was super happy that they served cabbage, i finished it all up. tasted a little like my grandma's cooking, that's why i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on our way home when we were involved in a &lt;em&gt;car accident&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wa lau&lt;/span&gt;. we were talking so happily, and suddenly i heard my mum scream, and my two sisters and I at the back simply flew forward when my dad&lt;em&gt; jammed&lt;/em&gt; on his brake. my face was totally 'piack' onto the fence in the van. i ended up sitting on my sister's lap, and my lao er was like flattened aganst the side of the armchair. it was then i know we were in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god. we rammed into a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Malaysia sports car&lt;/span&gt;. we were travelling on the right lane, and we were about to pass this pedestrian crossing when this m'sia car suddenly swerved in wanting to u-turn at this pedestrian crossing. my dad and mum got down the vehicle to check on their car and our van. our sidelights were broken, and the corner of the van was a little smashed. theirs was more serious, their two right side doors dented in. the m'sian came down his car and scolded us first for driving so fast. my dad and mum were so angry, because it was their fault, that they could not u-turn here at all! you could only u-turn at corner with the u-turn sign. so we scolded them back, and the m'sian sort of quietened, and gave the excuse that they didn know they could not turn there. i was like, ok.. fine lor. m'sians are known for reckless driving. they offered to compensate of course, because it was seriously their fault. we had just turned out from the eastpoint carpark, how could we be driving fast. crazy ppl. if they want to er ren xian gao zhuang, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;they should have done it cleverly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i believe the compensation they are giving won't be that much because our van suffered minor injuries. my mum was worried the whole night, kept consoling herself that she had actually hugged my little sister in her arms, and that she was safe. if she had not, i guess my sister would have been disfigured if she had flown head-on the glass. san jie got a bruise, er, because i sat on her, and her thigh whammed hard on the arm of the armchair. what's more the luggage fell on her legs. ouch. little sister's knees hurt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were ok. fortunately.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the accident happened, a lot of kapo ppl were looking and staring. i guessed the crash was loud, especially the&lt;em&gt; screech&lt;/em&gt;. it was funny, because i didn hear anything when we were in the van. i felt really bad after the accident because i simply couldn help feeling that this whole episode was actually interesting and exciting. it was like my first time sitting on a roller coaster. i'm so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so this is how a car accident is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and oh. i plan to donate a small part of my earnings to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Red Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;br /&gt;szechuan disaster relief. ah. must go down soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3038098036635001042?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3038098036635001042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3038098036635001042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO BIG NEWS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 good, 1 bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U took the EPL title again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuanxuan is in Taipei right now, and just this afternoon, news came that  szechuan, china had a major earthquake, 5000 over ppl died. shocked- taipei felt the tremor. it was so strong that it shook for about 2 minutes. i hope there will be no more side effect tremors. they are fine there, but we just can't stop worrying a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back soon baby! da jie misses you a lot a lot!    :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1292590432673957881?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1292590432673957881/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3805262540389242435</id><published>2008-05-10T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:41:56.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>haven't been updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday i went with the zhss art dept for a farewell and welcome dinner for ms shun ru. ms sharon drove all the way to changi airport to eat at pasta fiesta. spent a sum of bout near 30dollars for just that dinner. omg. my most expensive dinner. but they said the dishes were near authentic italian pastas, so ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i became a carpenter at nyjc. haha. converted a senior's work into a shelf to store the prepboards. took me the whole day when i think for guys it's just a 2 hour or even shorter job. ah. i hope they fit in there well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the first-day workshop for YAP. went for the last half of the session. turn out wasn't good at all. hope the next session will have more ppl. and, had an early happy mother's day cake tonight, cos xuanxuan is going to taipei tomorrow morning. i paid for the cake!! heh. anyway, i seriously need to visit my grandpa soon. he's been alone for quite some time. and i want to buy sth for my grandma!~!!!!!! i need ideas. when i earn my own money, i don feel a single inch of pain if it's spent on ppl i love and who are close to me.  will slowly give all my friends treats!!!!!!! cos i'm really thankful tat they are there for me when i need them. yay. the arts dept at zhss some i've treated alr. small meals la. more to come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3805262540389242435?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6672548050859670100</id><published>2008-04-30T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T08:40:55.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plan making. coming to junction.</title><content type='html'>lately i've been very angry with myself for not being able to tell off this guy to fuck off (oops). whatever. i got to be early every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just received the nus letter today. felt rather excited. but i'm waiting for ntu's reply, to see what choices i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i know what i want to do in near future. even though the plan is not that detailed and far, but at least i hope my choice of courses is leading me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all those people &lt;strong&gt;esp&lt;/strong&gt; mrs ng, ms audrey, mr victor, ms sharon, angela, ky, who gave me advices and enlightenment. i've seriously taken into consideration all your suggestions, and have arrived at such decisions today. ah. i hope i can move on well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6672548050859670100?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6672548050859670100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6672548050859670100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6672548050859670100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6672548050859670100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/04/plan-making-coming-to-junction.html' title='plan making. coming to junction.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-4900090769225085789</id><published>2008-04-27T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:44:53.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised i haven't update for a super long time. until vanessa thought i was still applying NIE. now i'm trying to take up another degree in university, then after that i take a course in NIE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-4900090769225085789?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/4900090769225085789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=4900090769225085789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4900090769225085789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4900090769225085789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-realised-i-havent-update-for.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6829831177090930948</id><published>2008-04-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:30:11.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Airshow photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the other time i went to the Singapore Airshow with my dad. some photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKMzgHl0I/AAAAAAAAALo/hcmckS0GjVE/s1600-h/Photo630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189846835690706754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKMzgHl0I/AAAAAAAAALo/hcmckS0GjVE/s400/Photo630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKazgHl1I/AAAAAAAAALw/hC7A-DnzGcg/s1600-h/Photo631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847076208875346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKazgHl1I/AAAAAAAAALw/hC7A-DnzGcg/s400/Photo631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKazgHl2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/VLzDj5ebjio/s1600-h/Photo632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847076208875362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKazgHl2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/VLzDj5ebjio/s400/Photo632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKqTgHl3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/oHUzirR-eeQ/s1600-h/Photo634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847342496847730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKqTgHl3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/oHUzirR-eeQ/s400/Photo634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKqjgHl4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/L8ZgjDtPTws/s1600-h/Photo636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847346791815042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKqjgHl4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/L8ZgjDtPTws/s400/Photo636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKqzgHl5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yA5T8U3gGpY/s1600-h/Photo637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847351086782354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKqzgHl5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yA5T8U3gGpY/s400/Photo637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLATgHl6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/bgSu3Y8FVKw/s1600-h/Photo638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847720453969826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLATgHl6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/bgSu3Y8FVKw/s400/Photo638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLAjgHl7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/KtgH44QaNEc/s1600-h/Photo639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847724748937138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLAjgHl7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/KtgH44QaNEc/s400/Photo639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLAjgHl8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t85h9Y_8xOM/s1600-h/Photo640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847724748937154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLAjgHl8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t85h9Y_8xOM/s400/Photo640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLAzgHl9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/v-OBkh2_SqU/s1600-h/Photo641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189847729043904466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLAzgHl9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/v-OBkh2_SqU/s400/Photo641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLtTgHl-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gLWKrXOpGWM/s1600-h/Photo642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189848493548083170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYLtTgHl-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gLWKrXOpGWM/s400/Photo642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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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/_XoFFlmk4wxU/SAYKMzgHl0I/AAAAAAAAALo/hcmckS0GjVE/s72-c/Photo630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2757739955094076608</id><published>2008-04-14T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:50:40.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my longest birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>last saturday, i had a birthday dinner with my bloodbank friends at fish and co. at bugis. ok. so it was my turn to stand on the chair. waliao. i was so nervous la. but it turned out fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suhaimi gave me a soccer eraser, a electrical candle that lights up when you tap it, and a book on teacher jokes. ah. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks all (jesse, HL, allan, giam, suhaimi) for attending the dinner. and darrick for the treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND WE FOUR! let's have an outing on sunday can?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONCE AGAIN, love you all esp chun ky and their 2 bfs angela xm and all who wished me a happy birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2757739955094076608?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2757739955094076608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2757739955094076608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2757739955094076608'/><link rel='self' 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bought on the spot. HAHAH. and ya, HL too for the cake and diary. and family for the strawberry cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ppl for the msgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY &amp;amp; ANGIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6713845978944900254?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6713845978944900254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6713845978944900254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6713845978944900254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6713845978944900254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-happy-happy-day.html' title='it&apos;s a happy happy day.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5323403901055319862</id><published>2008-03-26T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:57:25.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ah gong.</title><content type='html'>ytd afternoon left work early to rush back for prayer session at amk. changed into the attire again, wore socks, clipped on blue cloth, dian xiang, and waited for the prayer session. it was all in hokkien. we went through 4 rounds of praying and walking. the people who talked to the different deities started chanting, calling our names, saying ah gong's house address, chanted lots of things that i don't understand at all, and we had to get to our feet, kneel, bow, stand up, kneel, bow, 4 times. had to walk around ah gong's coffin. the 'ppl' held a paper lattern and led us the way. they said that lattern was to light up the road for ah gong to follow, and we, sons, daughters, grandchildren, follow behind him, meaning to see him off. different prayer session, though the starting is always the sam, got to pray to the deities first, and chant a lot of the same thing, but each session later on talked about different things. i remembered on the third prayer session, when we finished walking behind the lattern, the guy 'talked' to ah gong, telling him, he was at street dono what, that his house would be there. blahblah. sigh. my san gu gu cried a lot when the guy consoled us in a chanting way, telling us as grandchildren what we should do, as his sons and daughters, what they should do, blahblah. san gu gu was the most emotional. there were a few times i couldn't take it, and i of cos sobbed silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that very night, we brought all the bags of hell notes that we folded into shapes of &lt;em&gt;yuan bao, &lt;/em&gt;along with ah gong's mansion, silver mountain, gold mountain, and all the boxes of jeweleries (of cos all made of paper) out to a place where we were going to burn them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much to say. nightnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5323403901055319862?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5323403901055319862/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7007055620423937051</id><published>2008-03-22T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:46:50.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the angels took ah gong to heaven.</title><content type='html'>hmm.. my grandpa (paternal) just passed away yesterday afternoon. was shocked by the sms, but i expected he was about to go, though i didn't really expect him to go this soon. went down to amk the very day and attended the whole funeral procession process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the buddha shrine and all other objects that can reflect were all covered with newspapers and red papers. we first all gathered downstairs and changed into our white shirts, and i had a blue cloth clipped to me. then we kneeled down and prayed, heads down, in front of where his coffin is to be laid. barefooted, we walked to another area and did the same thing. i supposed it's because we have to pray to gods from all sides. not sure. then we climbed 10 stories up to ah gong's house. each holding a joss stick, we kneeled again. all the guys in the family, sons and grandsons only, carried ah gong down 10 stories. the girls all followed behind. passing each storey, a red piece of paper was stuck onto the wall. he was laid into the coffin. we all waited for my san gu gu to rush here. she was unaware of his death, because at that point of time, her phone was not on, spoilt, so was uncontactable. my san yi zhang went to her school to pick her up (she's currenly studying, upgrading herself) , only then she knew the news. she came just in time to see the face of ah gong. she cried on her way there. we all then kneeled and prayed again, and this time, the coffin was sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my dad, the last person ah gong saw was his maid, because Yati was the one who took care of him, and i think she was really a good maid lor, who had been attentive to his needs. when ah gong died, she cried a lot. of course la, she had been taking care of ah gong for quite some time, and it's natural for her to feel attached to him. now that he had left for heaven, it's obviously quite unbearable, not only for her, but also for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were all feeling so upset, one of my aunts said she cried because her job's lost. i felt like slapping her at that moment. i mean, how can she say that. please la, everyone's crying because ah gong just passed away, and then you were there saying all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what i know, ah gong died peacefully. though he panted quite a bit before his breath stopped, he still left quietly. ah gong knew he was dying, so his last few words before his days ended was to instruct my uncles to let his old neighbour help him take care of his funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i mean it is definitely quite scary to know that your days are limited, if it's me, i won't know what to do man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah gong left, we shouldn't be sad. it's part of nature that it will end when there is a start, and whats more, he has led a good life, his sons and grandchildren have been quite achieving, so we should feel happy for him that he left with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, it's easier said than done. this is my first time that someone has left me. i still do feel the heart pain. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7007055620423937051?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7007055620423937051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=7007055620423937051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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i really appreciate. my piano teacher advised me to go on a holiday. go somewhere. hmm.. but where?! somewhere. ahha. once this 8-months break is over, no more such long holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually quite scared to put my first choice as NIE. i dono what's going to happen in future, if my interest will still be there.. but it's ok, i think i will give it a try. i really hope i get to teach PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to try xinli's food again this coming monday! he's going to cook aglio olio. dessert- cheesecake. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona watch step up2 with my sis ltr. yes. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7050070317168735799?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7050070317168735799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>A level results came out ytd, ppl cried hard. some ppl's results were totally the opposite of what they have always been getting for tests, some ppl's were better. mine was better than expected, so ya, i'm HAPPY! heehee. ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just stuck at a crossroad. actually my heart has been quite set on NIE alr, but many ppl have been telling me that i should get a degree first before going NIE. but what other courses can i go to? argh. i'm so stuck now. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. credits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;everyone who has encouraged me during my 2 years in jc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;esp to mrs and miss lye and miss hew, without them, it's not possible for me to achieve an A for art.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to all my friends who have tutored me, coached me, helped me in my studies; who have been by my side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to my other subject teachers who have never given up on me. miss teo! ms lim! mr seah! mr khoo! mr victor and ms audrey too- for making PE lessons ever so fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to 0608, AEP, soccer, RCHN, I love all the time spent with yall! whee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;we can finally move on with life. be it good results or bad results, we now know what we want to do. JIAYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8234138228581647255?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8234138228581647255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=8234138228581647255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8234138228581647255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8234138228581647255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/03/level-results-came-out-ytd-ppl-cried.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5119381791867788903</id><published>2008-03-04T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T06:48:10.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>last week strained my shin muscle. it was super painful when i walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 mar- YDC's 2nd anniversary! launch of Blood Buddy Connection. helped full day. saw petrina and her guy i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, went swimming. i must train hard to be able to swim 25meters non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC1s are having their orientation this week. saw zhiyuan. an OGL. hahah. as expected. he's those loud and cheery person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn know i have to submit my attendance form to Seacare to get my pay. rah rah rah. must must must submit tmr. or else i wont get my pay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank You for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5119381791867788903?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5119381791867788903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5119381791867788903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5119381791867788903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5119381791867788903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1886988897872487172</id><published>2008-02-25T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:49:27.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday at zhss</title><content type='html'>sunburnt totally, ouch. it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 training teachers came to zhss. met the art trainee. she was friendly man!! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;5 teachers from other schools came to zhonghua for a teacher coursework sharing session. saw mr adrian tan (paint tan), and i called him. he asked if i was sec 3 that time. hmm, i can't rmb, but i told him probably. heehee. the other day when we had aep gathering we were still talking about paint tan and sculpt tan, and today i met him. the world is small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ky quit her job!! wish her luck in finding a better employer. one who will treat her better than that hod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1886988897872487172?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1886988897872487172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1886988897872487172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1886988897872487172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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juniors. we won, 3-1. good game. coach fay was there. after that, went for piano lesson. went up 15mins late cos i had diarrhea in the coffeeshop toilet. miss chew was super nice. she gave me bao ji wan and my tummy felt better. after piano, headed to suntec for NTU seminar on teaching. last time i really never thought of teaching, and seriously i don't like teaching. i'm very impatient. but i shall give it a try nonetheless. went to somerset to help distribute flyers for YDC. 1 March YDC's 2nd anniversary at heeren. saw a few familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24feb&lt;/u&gt; initially planned to watch the airshow with chun, but chun really acn't make it cos she has violin lesson. went with my dad instead. the queue was super long, but it was better than saturday's. security checks were super fast, and queueing up to view the insides of planes were fairly fast enough. it's just the blazing sun that's torturous. the flying display was definitely worth the trip. fighter planes, commercial planes and private planes were displayed. planes from different countries were flown in too. the U.S. pilots, male and female, were the most popular people there. they were friendly and posed many pictures for the public. all in all, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-4898345622836844228?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/4898345622836844228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=4898345622836844228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4898345622836844228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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9.45am, the school is empty alr. chatted in the art room with seniors and trs. zijia, yy, weilian, cuiwen, lynette, xinli, ky went back to school. saw sebas and tyson in the hall. tyson said today he was going to take his driving test. good luck.&lt;br /&gt;spoke to mr seah, said hi shook hands with miss teo. saw ms agnes, but she zoomed too fast back into the staff room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small reunion dinner at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6070425081247341510?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6070425081247341510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6070425081247341510' title='0 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during a conversation with ky and angela. it was wrong to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I take it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i must be more careful with words next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had a reunion dinner at pastamania. angela came. she told us much about what she had learnt for nursing. overall, it was a comical, and happy gathering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;earlier on watched a match between juniors and UWC. lost terribly 6-0. but the juniors' stamina is super good. they ran for almost 40mins for one half throughout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5622365782194131780?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5622365782194131780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5622365782194131780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5622365782194131780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5622365782194131780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2043489442075253801</id><published>2008-01-28T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:24:59.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>finally not unemployed !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reporting to zhonghua on 1 feb. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know how long this will last. i hope it's not like those relief teaching jobs i get. i hope this job will last longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swept.&lt;br /&gt;mopped.&lt;br /&gt;mopped again.&lt;br /&gt;read.&lt;br /&gt;watch youtube.&lt;br /&gt;doing miscellaneous stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;wait for calls to come.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the life of a jobless person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to change soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5090400763995782112</id><published>2008-01-27T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:24:04.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving and a reunion dinner.</title><content type='html'>i have always remembered how my friends treated me. what they had done, sometimes even the simplest gesture of writing a jiayou letter, could really touch my heart. my first pair of soccer boots, my black wallet, and lots of cards, letters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i have decided to use my first pay on them. heh. i've always wanted to buy someting nice for them, so, recently bought a red sleek long wallet for ky. her long awaited present. not sure what chun wants yet. considering ky's VERY NICE advice, may buy her ballet shoes. BUT, IT'S SUPER EX. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela- always felt like owing her something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can get to treat all friends for dinner at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner yesterday evening. saw new faces- their gfs, bfs. my 4-yr-old cousin is no longer afraid of strangers, but refuses to eat rice- she relies much on milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to start work. february.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results coming out soon. the third major obstacle in life. am i able to leap over this hurdle successfully so that i can continue to sprint?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5090400763995782112?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5090400763995782112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7100592698413223922</id><published>2008-01-24T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:22:03.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay days at st.gab, went back to NYJC.</title><content type='html'>days at st. gabriel were manageable. good classes were very well-behaved, always interested in the video- Success Stories of Lee Kuan Yew, i showed them. classes that were noisy and uninterested were those at the back. missed IJ when i was at st. gab. they had morning prayer every morning, but they didn sing hymns like IJTP. and, hahah, Mr. Lee (principal of st.gab and brother of Mrs Eugenia Lee-Tan) spoke exactly like Miss Theodora Tan. the boys sang the national song loudly, which reminded me of yvonne. pris and shihui (not sure if her name is spelt like this) from nyjc and perry from IJTP 4/3 or 4/4 (forgot) were teaching there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the video for lots of times. i'm already VERY brainwashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to NYJC today. the school was empty. i helped to reorganise the storeroom-corridor. was actually back to pass my jersey to juniors. they are having a match this coming sat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7100592698413223922?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/7100592698413223922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=7100592698413223922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/7100592698413223922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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many of these patients' partners/ family members (who were mostly almost 60+) tagged along. collected 30+ units of blood. at the end of the day, helped one donor did a figure-of-8 on her arm. cool. had my weight taken, and nope, i'm still one kg away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still very afraid of the finger-prick blood test. ouch. i can't breathe whenever i see the blood being squeezed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ yesterday, was fun, especially with min hui around to spice up the atmosphere with her laughter. we believe she's our very potential YAP ambassador. BBQ brought back ppl who had been overseas studying- so it's really a gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great to know new friends, bond with ppl of same interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey old friends, you ppl're not forgotten. misses.&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the very side note, nursing is still on my list. i'm easily brainwashed. fickle-minded you can call it too. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-9194296653092955802?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/9194296653092955802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>18jan</title><content type='html'>it's my lil sister's 10th birthday. birthday cake and presents, birthday song and birthday wish, seriously, i don't really do this anymore, but i joined in the fun. besides, she's still young. my grandma did something comical just now. a slice of strawberry cake, she left the bottom half of the strawberry fruit in the bowl. i think she ate the top half of the strawberry-which is the leafy part. hahahahahahahahah. super funny lar! i guess her colourblindness is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss angela lots! times with her are forever fun. so glad she reconsidered YAP. yea, it's hard to find someone of same interest. so angela, you have me!! we'll have fun together in YDC (youth donor club)! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dread tmr's piano lesson. hope i improved somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr YDC post camp BBQ. should expect many people :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came across this video. though it was like total thrash, but it's applaudable for that one goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Singapore 1-8 Man-U&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ua5BgfU1m0I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ua5BgfU1m0I&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1885694261747929659?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1885694261747929659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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mon-tues-wed!</title><content type='html'>once again, my living room had a big mega change! stuffs shifted here and there to make way for new furnitures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had my COMPASStest at &lt;a href="mailto:SAF@CareersCentre"&gt;SAF@CareersCentre&lt;/a&gt;. was freaking nervous lar. didn know what they going to test us. couldn sleep since monday night.&lt;br /&gt;6 girls, 2 guys came. i was the earliest (hahah, miraculously, i'm half an hour early)&lt;br /&gt;turned out that, we were supposed to sit in front of computer, and the computer will handle everything.&lt;br /&gt;test about eye-ear-hand coordination, eye-hand-leg coordination, accuracy and quick response, your direction sense; the tests- it's either you do two things at the same time, or you do three things at the same time; whether you could fly a plane- well, i cant control the joystick at all. :(  test are quite mathematical.&lt;br /&gt;tested on your psychological behaviour- asked a lot of psycho questions. tested on our ability to read bearings.&lt;br /&gt;last part was the weirdest of all- given an operations manual booklet, and follow instructions. totally don understand, but i did follow instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE I PASS. the test not only test about piloting, also test whether you can be a C3, or UAV, fighter etc. whether i pass or not, well, at least now i know where i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, FINALLY, i got to do the long ago YAP minutes of meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1146928817343035079?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1146928817343035079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1146928817343035079' title='0 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had piano as usual. after that, went to clementi mrt station to meet up with soccerettes. had a match with NUS Yusof Ishak Hall woman soccer team. score, 2-0. we lost, but good game. i expected worse, turned out to be better. i say it was a good game cos we didn have really have a thorough trg as like before, so ppl lost touch, but still we lost by two goals only. so yar, everyone, great job man. oleh oleh. played three quarters, and we were forced to end the game because the soccer guys were waiting to play their match. the field is super big. there are two fields. on the other field, they look like they are playing some other games, and got ang moh playing rugby, ang moh girls training sprinting on the tracks. tennis courts were all booked. basketball courts, ppl were playing in there. saw taekwando guys and girls kicking each other. what a busy day for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 'high tea' at IKEA after match. spaghetti, meatballs, chocolate mousse- YUM YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still fretting about what to study. ppl will find me irritating, cos i cant decide, but yar, i really cant help it. this is one big crossroad, and i must really decide on what to study. it's about THE FUTURE. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;there are things i couldn let go, some things i want to try, but don dare to take he gamble. that's why, i'm fretting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. whatever. i will make the decision sooner or later. i should stop fretting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2402681186145342031?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2402681186145342031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2402681186145342031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to me while i was on my way home. what makes 3 days in xinmin memorable was probably the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had AEP dinner. went swensens. i had my first ever baked rice. it tasted good, but seriously, it was so cheesy, my stomach was filled even before reaching one third of the plate. sat around the table for a long time. we all chatted and shared about each other's life. updated each other on we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to take airforce test this coming tuesday. i dono what to expect, but i hope the test will be easy to understand. not going to think too much about the future with airforce, since i haven't even pass the test. for airforce, it's just about the scholarship and the bond. not that i may get the scholarship for sure, cos i really dono how my results are, but going to try out for the test, maybe it's a way to find out more about myself? maybe i will fail. hahah. if i fail, my pathway is going to be even clearer. maybe that's why i chose to go for the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe xm was right. think about the near future. yesterday's "sharing session" made my decisions come down to a few choices left. nursing or art, or another subject. for sure, nursing is probably not one of my few choices anymore. even though that it may be my real interest for now, perhaps it may not be in future. nursing, till today, i'm not sure if it's a spur of moment, so i shall not venture into it. so nursing's out. i'm left with art or study another subject. am i able to commit myself to art? is it a passion a hobby, or a career? i asked myself umpteen times. but i still can't come up with the answer. i'm afraid cos i lack of creative juices, and there's art theory again. i dread it! you know i'm always the lousiest for art history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i cant decide. argh. another subject, but what? hmm. never mind. i shall fret about it later in the day again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5361435099723280828</id><published>2008-01-07T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:56:13.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a relief teacher.</title><content type='html'>today's my second day in xinmin, and just as i was about to familiarize myself with my way in school, tomorrow's going to be my last day reliefing there. ytd i had just one class for art lesson. thought it was pretty easy. hahah. until today, had one class right at the start of day, one and a half hours of break, then 3 continuous art classes. had to repeat 4 times today. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, dealing with different classes need different methods. every class has got their character. hahah. i had one normal class today, and the students, they were really very testing. they made lots of noises, they giggled, and they just kept asking questions, so inquisitive (! which is good..). though the noisiest, they were the most interactive. some classes quietly absorbed what i said, while some could still make some jokes. the funniest part for every class was they would all whisper and laugh at the semi-naked Balinese woman in Liu Kang's Artist and the Model, and also at a symbol, circle, which represents a woman's b in African paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now then i know, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being a teacher is tough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i don't have to teach for months. 3 days is tiring enough. hahah. no wonder teachers are well loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr last day, only having one class at the start in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out- being a teacher is quite a saving job, cos your lunch is not even 2dollars. somemore xinmin sells ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the most important things that i guess i was so used to that i forgot was, bowing and greeting teachers, along the corridor and in the classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5361435099723280828?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5361435099723280828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5361435099723280828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5361435099723280828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5361435099723280828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-relief-teacher.html' title='being a relief teacher.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5942819254607512307</id><published>2008-01-02T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T06:25:36.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie with aep</title><content type='html'>all that's needed is some words of encouragement. hah. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching hong tou jin now.&lt;br /&gt;it's my turn to do sth for the clique since the rest are busy- plan outings.&lt;br /&gt;i'm now more involved in YAP.&lt;br /&gt;going back to school today, meeting up with sy and cat there. after that going to watch i am legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job- shall wait some more. whether there is or not, perhaps it doesn't really matter anymore. the world doesn't end here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one looks on the brighter side of life, everything's a blessing in disguise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so naggy! pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first stepped into the school, thought the school would be noisy and hyped up, but turned out that the school was rather empty and quiet. the orientation was at sentosa. talked with misshew a lot, and lunch with her in the canteen. one stall changed alr. the chicken noodles stall, was changed into Sedap! another malay stall, selling malay noodles, whereas the other Sidap! sold malay rice. prices generally raised by 10 to 20cents. everything else is very much the same. saw the new male tr- mr alvin lau/low (i dono). saw mrs ng's baby photos! so cute. his eyes took after mrs ng's. big and shiny! miss hew became the head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after watching i am legend, i was like ok... the ending was quite abrupt, and throughout the show, it wasn't very intriguing, though i still liked this sci-fic show. the movie suggested about humans creating a whole lot trouble for himself, yet keep blaming God. it turned out to be a tragedy. i thought the guy would survive. and the night creepers. scary. i thought it was quite strange when the main lead said those creepers lost all human sense when the creepers looked like they were taking revenge. be it to kill for his meat his blood, or for taking his girl away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home for dinner. had cabbage soup. yumyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5942819254607512307?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5942819254607512307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5942819254607512307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5942819254607512307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5942819254607512307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-longer-bored.html' title='movie with aep'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-5816025957008324319</id><published>2008-01-01T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:59:20.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bored.</title><content type='html'>it's been a chilly day. all i can do is to hide in my nest, keep away from the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really very bored at home. there's no sense of life, and i can't find a purpose to fulfil everyday. unlike last time, everyday, i get to go to jc, mission is to study, but now? all i can do is to wait for a call. sometimes it really gets on my nerves, not knowing what's happening outside my home, world is spinning, yet i'm stuck in my house. ppl are busy, i cant msg them. even if i do, they will reply slow. i won't disturb them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i shouldn't be like this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i should take some initiatives. well ya, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the world doesn't revolve around me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but sometimes, i really do wish ppl come chat with me, pity this &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lonesome, unemployed, unlucky one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleared my table again.&lt;br /&gt;i cut out some decorations for chinese new year and pasted them on the door.&lt;br /&gt;i ironed clothes.&lt;br /&gt;i cleared my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;i watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;i read the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;i stoned.&lt;br /&gt;i waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TALK TO ME PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-5816025957008324319?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/5816025957008324319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=5816025957008324319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5816025957008324319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/5816025957008324319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-bored.html' title='i&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-599717250247664088</id><published>2008-01-01T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T06:14:12.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of new yr- NSM</title><content type='html'>it's a HAPPY 2008, and i went for YAP meeting today 11am @ cityhall. discussed about what we have to do in 2008- all the events, and how we going to make them happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, met up with my family. we went to National Musuem of Singapore for the Greek Sculptures From the Louvre exhibition. super cool. the sculptures there were mostly made of marble, others made of bronze. every muscle detail is there, and every curl of hair is clearly defined. cool. they also taught ppl how to dress like a greek, laid out greek games too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl are either starting work or schooling tmr. and i have nth to do. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope 2008 will be a better year, esp after 2006 and 2007 with lots of ups and downs. 2007 is a year that i definitely made more friends, and a year that i learnt a lot. i hope i've grown again last yr (mind wise), and yup; hope we'll all always remain friends, and that luck will come my way, and also most imptly, meet up often with ppl i haven't seen a long time. may God bless everyone with a good year. alleluia. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-599717250247664088?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/599717250247664088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=599717250247664088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/599717250247664088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/599717250247664088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2008/01/nsm.html' title='first day of new yr- NSM'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3286337124882323966</id><published>2007-12-30T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:56:29.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YDC Camp</title><content type='html'>ydc camp was fun. fun fun fun. made more new friends with not only our own group Bison, but also with other campers. many campers were very much interested in joining YDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3286337124882323966?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3286337124882323966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3286337124882323966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3286337124882323966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3286337124882323966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/12/ydc-camp.html' title='YDC Camp'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2280202332244490606</id><published>2007-12-25T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:44:26.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;25dec&lt;/u&gt; christmas at jurong birdpark. family outing. loved the falcons, vultures, hawks / eagles and owls. watched two shows. one introducing the carnivorous birds (the ones i mentioned earlier), and the other, meant for children, parrots' show. the parrot actually sang "we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas, and a happy new year". so cute. pronunciation and melody were accurate! had lunch at kfc- and i suppose the happiest person that day is my youngest sister- all the fries and chicken. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26dec&lt;/u&gt; (today) went for a job interview. it was 45mins long.......... .......... .......... .......... ..... seehua was there too. thanks miss lye and miss hew for your help! mrs ng, you're not forgotten. we miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;chun's back on 24th, and ky's back today. an outing soon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;angela's hols is ending soon, so a we__four* outing yar!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2280202332244490606?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2280202332244490606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2280202332244490606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2280202332244490606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2280202332244490606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/12/25dec-christmas-at-jurong-birdpark.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6863054296445181263</id><published>2007-12-23T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T07:17:49.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>small stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;20dec&lt;/u&gt; was my mum's bday. the day we went to the reservoir. yay. had a strawberry bday cake. super nice. freshly made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21dec&lt;/u&gt; went back to HSA for a blood meeting. had a discussion of what's going to happen next year for the ambassadors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22dec&lt;/u&gt; had a farewell bbq at miss lye's house. juniors and j2s were there. most of them. food was super nice, and i had many otahs that night. oops. all of us exchanged christmas gifts. we stood in a circle and rotated the presents. elvis took mine, and as for my present, i received a box of wine gums. thank you whoever bought this! had a chance to visit miss lye's minimalist unit. her place is super windy, quite chilly, come to think of it. saw some of miss lye's artworks. omgosh. it's like, you could only open your jaws in awe. they were so nice lar! no wonder she's our teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23dec&lt;/u&gt; (which is today), went to PS, and bought a tee at this shop called www.graniph.com . they sell shirts with cute, pro, designed printed graphics. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately 've been watching lots of tv. oops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6863054296445181263?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6863054296445181263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6863054296445181263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6863054296445181263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6863054296445181263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/12/small-stuffs.html' title='small stuffs'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8634037372377388292</id><published>2007-12-20T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:51:12.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan jalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt; went out with my youngest sis to buy her clothes. 'baby' clothes are so cute! went FOXkids. we saw santa claus, she took a photo with him. santa asked her what's he's name, and my too-shy-sister didn't even dare to answer, just shook her head. hai. santa gave her a box of strawberries that were coated with chocolate. yum. nice packaging. nice santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt; went MacRitchie Reservior. walked through the forest until my legs ached. climbed all the way to HSBC TreeTop Walk. they said it was a swinging bridge. hmm, the handles shook, but not the platform. though, it's very safe (cos it's singapore mah), but seriously, the further into the center you walked, the more your legs would turn jelly. mine did. walked more than 12km. spent about 5 hours. this was how i spent my public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder hows everyone doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1387431558799427986</id><published>2007-12-18T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:28:25.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chill</title><content type='html'>it's a chilly day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's gone. all gone traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;why do ppl analyse so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but nvm. it's all over. i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1387431558799427986?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2127552775110288323</id><published>2007-12-16T02:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T02:59:01.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kukup</title><content type='html'>self reflected quite a bit at Kukup. i shall take whatever that comes in my stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall never let anyone worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kukup is a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were brought to a fishing village, and we stayed in houses that were built on wooden planks and concrete pillars (they acted as stilts, cos we were literally in the sea). the chinese m'sians living in the fishing village were, i guess, rich, cos the house owners probably had to design their own blueprint, and pay contractors to build the houses up from nothing, and somemore, out in the sea. during the day, the seawater was high, but at night, the whole seawater just disappeared (low tide)! it's as though the Earth is like a cup of water, and when the cup tilts to the right, all the water on the left flows towards the right. but, the living condition is at least better than the floatels in Thailand. er.. although we do still bathe and urine into holes that lead straight to the sea, not to worry, there's still hot / clean water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored there on the first day, cos there really isn't anything to do and all the rest did was KTV-ing. the worst thing to forget to bring is cards. but anyway, watched the uncles play mahjong, so ok, there's at least something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day- woke up very early to watch sunrise. but clouds were a little too much, so couldn't really see. just saw colour change. but what was raelly fascinating was the seawater slowly moving in back to where it should flow. a bit like tsunami. the water got sucked to somewhere else, then slowly, the water flows back in a zig-zag manner. rode on a motor boat to kelongs. we were introduced to the different fishes kept at the kelongs. there was this fish that actually shoots jets of water from its mouth in order to hit their prey down. i held an ikan bilis between my fingers, and then those fishes surrounded my hand, and one of them shot out water. the force was so strong. one of the motorboat handlers joked- this kind of fish cannot be kept at home, cos you will have to mop floor everyday. one good suggestion: the garden (as fountain). there is another kind of fish- this fish goes whereever its mate goes. they are a pair, a couple, husband and wife. even fish can be so loving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the trip is rather enriching. at least, i got to live a m'sian life for 2 days 1 night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6500934559873639592</id><published>2007-12-14T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T08:15:12.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling damn hurt now.&lt;br /&gt;suspense. anger. depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not bringing my phone to kukup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6500934559873639592?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6500934559873639592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6500934559873639592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ky had a terrible experience with california fitness. as horrifying as 853 woman. &lt;strong&gt;BAD C.F.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going Kukup on 15 dec, this saturday. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28-30 dec, red cross blood camp at RC training camp. omg. i can't believe. i'm going back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd night i just dreamt of our IJTP unit having one of our footdrill trgs. we were laughing, having fun during breaks, as well as, marching hard, banging loud, and saluting proud during practices. then, i dreamt of a scene of meixia and team won champion at National FD Comp. i know i wasn't there, but, i managed to imagine it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. we are now at the end of  the 2nd week of dec hols. what have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play,&lt;br /&gt;play,&lt;br /&gt;and play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start doing something good man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few months of holiday pass just as fast as 2 years in NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;let's move on.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-966551483228787178?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/966551483228787178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=966551483228787178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/966551483228787178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/966551483228787178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/12/al-spencer-yixiang-went-tekong-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-7184305333070425496</id><published>2007-12-09T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T08:22:24.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's becoming of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do. except to play. and i scrubbed the toilet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-7184305333070425496?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8935133582771362304</id><published>2007-11-26T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T07:10:24.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diego Rivera has a long name.</title><content type='html'>Diego Rivera has this super long name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diego María de la Concepción Juan Nepomuceno Estanislao de la Rivera y Barrientos Acosta y Rodríguez &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous for mural paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Mexican painter influenced by Paul Cezanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8935133582771362304?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6373553473278984716</id><published>2007-11-22T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T07:40:08.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>amk kbox</title><content type='html'>went amk kbox today. sang our hearts out! lalala. everyone ga-ga today, so yar, it's really, heard everyone's voice. including mine. hahah. sang 5 hours straight. but the feeling was so cool. like releasing some accumulated oppression in us. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used one morning to do the art summary. when we are motivated, however short the time may be, we can do it man. whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6373553473278984716?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-563920055757439713</id><published>2007-11-21T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T07:38:32.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas mr lawrence</title><content type='html'>merry christmas, mr lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the name of a piece of music. i enjoy playing this piece too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkuS9FlB7M&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkuS9FlB7M&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2815580506460988963</id><published>2007-11-18T23:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:53:20.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>michelle kwan.</title><content type='html'>my favourite skater: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;michelle kwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YDTYqmcDFpM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YDTYqmcDFpM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-9182961637135753893</id><published>2007-11-09T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:49:35.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy everyday.</title><content type='html'>i saw a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-9182961637135753893?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/9182961637135753893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=9182961637135753893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/9182961637135753893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/9182961637135753893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-everyday.html' title='happy everyday.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1559902735878165891</id><published>2007-11-01T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T04:08:29.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findability.org/images/qhugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.findability.org/images/qhugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt; credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findability.org/images/qhugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;http://www.findability.org/images/qhugs.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to have friends who care.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1559902735878165891?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1559902735878165891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1559902735878165891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1559902735878165891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang on there ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-684695239258516036?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/684695239258516036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=684695239258516036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/684695239258516036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/684695239258516036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-sick-oh-man.html' title='i&apos;m sick. oh man...'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-4116904956475877930</id><published>2007-10-25T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:53:35.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zonked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COMPLETELY KNOCKED OUT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;turning into a living zombie sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;have fun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3 more days to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-4116904956475877930?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/4116904956475877930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=4116904956475877930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4116904956475877930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4116904956475877930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/10/zonked.html' title='zonked'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1590293629691396456</id><published>2007-10-21T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T06:44:43.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a wonderful weekend.</title><content type='html'>friday studied... (s  l    o    w      l        y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday slacked. really slacked. (i swear.) went for piano. played lousily. didn't really practise cos of a levels. couldn't put my heart into it anyway. but ms chew was understanding, she told me, it's ok to not practise everyday.. whee. concentrate on a's now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening, received her msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;guess what?&lt;/span&gt; I PASSED MY GRADE 8!&lt;/span&gt; yay. but it's only a pass. i think i will probably retake it someday, cos i hate superficial passes. besides, i'm just 2 marks away from merit. i'm going to expand my repertoire, make sure i'm fully equipped with musical knowledge before i step into the examination hall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heh. i passed on the first round! not bad for a 6-grader skipper, 7-grader failure.. hah. THANKS MS CHEW! and all my friends and mum &amp;amp; dad for your moral support and encouragement. esp shangyi and cat- your books and exam tips &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sorry i will return soon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, ky chun gela meihung minnie erjiumu mrs ng- your soft approach encouragement, xm- your hard approach support and... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...my list rattles on. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, went to Prata House at Thomson for morning breakfast. yes, crispy crispy! yumyum. esp for a brrreakfast?!?!?!? isn't it &lt;em&gt;heavenly&lt;/em&gt;? dad drove us to lower pierce reservoir for a walk after a filling meal. wind was super big, omgosh, soooooo love the sea smell. 2 bridal couples were taking their photo shoot there. accompanied by many of their friends. ahaha. i wonder who's wedding i will attend first next time. &lt;em&gt;er huh er huh&lt;/em&gt;. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late afternoon, played badminton. didn't sweat much. breeze was cooling. and i'm the sort of person who doesn't sweat easily. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY THE WAY. late night i dreamt of we_four* and meihung in a large room filled with ij friends. i remembered seeing 4/2 and ijrcy friends. hah. we were singing hymns as usual. we looked like we were attending some sort of a mass. cos there was this blurred Father, wearing purple robes (?!), standing behind a white clothed table, preaching. we were all in pinafores once again. funny thing was there were random guys around... my dream was probably very much influenced by JC life. -.- couldn't rmb which songs we sang, but i know we had a wonderful time. :]]&lt;/strong&gt; (thank God for such a sweet dream.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, one week more to go for A's! no hesitation now. it's sprinting all the way. we're on our second last lap! wheeeeeeeee. after A's, we gona have AEP chalet, yay, and my family's probably going to m'sia in late dec for a short holiday. i don't know the name of that place. but it sounds like "couk-couk". hahah. then i'm going to find a job to work the rest of my hols away. yay. plans sound great, but let's just jump over this A's hurdle first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TALKING BIG and DREAMS &lt;strong&gt;ASIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO GO GO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1590293629691396456?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1590293629691396456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1590293629691396456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1590293629691396456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1590293629691396456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-wonderful-weekend.html' title='it&apos;s a wonderful weekend.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2634808478669279465</id><published>2007-10-15T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:09:46.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new photoshop brush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/RxOQtfr1X-I/AAAAAAAAALg/y5L0Syr_eAc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/RxOQtfr1X-I/AAAAAAAAALg/y5L0Syr_eAc/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121596312524251106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2634808478669279465?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2634808478669279465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2634808478669279465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2634808478669279465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2634808478669279465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-photoshop-brush.html' title='new photoshop brush'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/RxOQtfr1X-I/AAAAAAAAALg/y5L0Syr_eAc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3466017885372095726</id><published>2007-10-13T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T03:37:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya.</title><content type='html'>selamat hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation ceremony is over. unofficialy graduated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday open house came lots of secondary school ppl. unconsciously reminded myself of ij times. wooh. saw aep seniors. they came back. watched dance perform. waited for dad mum to come. went up to art gallery. they looked at my artworks for the first time. and lil sis was so excited to identify herself. hahah. took more photos with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was stay-at-home day. didn't want to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the while thinking of playing badminton. oh man. i want to play badly. work my body out for 2 hours. SIGH. looks like i can only do it after A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3466017885372095726?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3466017885372095726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3466017885372095726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3466017885372095726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3466017885372095726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-4734086491014096083</id><published>2007-10-06T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T06:14:14.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gummy gummy!</title><content type='html'>yar, i don't deny.. sometimes i will feel left out, but it's really because of such a clique i'm in. i reallly don't mind. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm................... are yall trying to hint me i should get one soon too?!?!?!?! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the gummies ytd. &lt;strong&gt;SIMPLY &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; THEM!&lt;/strong&gt; cos they kept me going on through the whole of case study clinic. i even shared my gummies with someone i don't really know at the back. hah. she was like "OMG! anyone has sweets? i'm dying! i need sweets!" and i was like "i have." that's how you make friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;GUMMY GUMMY SWEETS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some animation i found on youtube. they are like so totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMGOSH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Jfcpa_x4Lg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Jfcpa_x4Lg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qo1d6ttbAq8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qo1d6ttbAq8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate Connetto. yum. lalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-4734086491014096083?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/4734086491014096083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=4734086491014096083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4734086491014096083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/4734086491014096083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/10/gummy-gummy.html' title='gummy gummy!'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-1427595260842013519</id><published>2007-09-29T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:56:41.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ytd's nit-grits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nitty gritty stuffs can be boring. why? cos ytd nothing much happened basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;piano in the morning, ms chew didn't scold me today!!!!!!!! (omgosh, you don't know how happy i was)! we chatted as usual, and i told her her method worked. every morning 5.30am, i woke up and folded blankets immediately. hmm.. i was really more awake. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went national library to pay FINE. hai. WHAT?! $2.40? lazy lil sis. didn't return her books!!!!!!! waited outside for more than 10mins before it opened at 10am. saw Paul.. ok.. he was with another friend, joined by a whole crowd gathering outside the library door, trying to be the first to rush in to book a seat to study. conclusion: nvr study there in the aftnn. you WON'T find a space. it's all filled at 10am. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went back to school alone to study. neh. studied till about 4pm. was just doing integration only. oh man. my head hurts. saw zijia. he was sitting in front of his painting, [i suppose] admiring his work [hahah]. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"eh, why you come back?" &lt;/span&gt;[i know it's a stupid question, cos he can come back anytime he wants what :? ] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"oh, play soccer."&lt;/span&gt; [right, as expected] chatted about prelims, a'level.. and yes, i'm so going to play soccer after a's. he came back with joshua [remember that president of 28th SC?] to play. [what? only 2 of them????] so i told him to come in the morning, when a big mixture group of army guys play bb and soccer at all 3 courts. anyway, Open House is on 21 Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. how interesting can my nit-grits get? it's just another story of a day of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[watched 200 pounds beauty. nice korean show. the guy lead is suchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ( x 10^infinity) a hottie, and the female lead is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo pretty! omgosh.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-1427595260842013519?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/1427595260842013519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=1427595260842013519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1427595260842013519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/1427595260842013519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/09/ytds-nit-grits.html' title='ytd&apos;s nit-grits.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-6786726025028477931</id><published>2007-09-26T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:38:20.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ART IS OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i will miss all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;omgosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one year's effort has just stopped today. today is the official submission date. no more touching ups on prep work and painting. i suddenly felt lost. hahah. oh no. now is time for sova paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-6786726025028477931?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/6786726025028477931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=6786726025028477931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6786726025028477931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/6786726025028477931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/09/art-is-over.html' title='art is over.'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-2473566352363917034</id><published>2007-09-19T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T06:21:01.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairspray</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pleasedancewithme.com/ClipArtHairSprayHomeLg.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;it's super nice. omgosh. i give it 5 stars. and zac efron is super handsome in there. hahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-2473566352363917034?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/2473566352363917034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=2473566352363917034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2473566352363917034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/2473566352363917034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/09/hairspray.html' title='Hairspray'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-8458067312707798215</id><published>2007-09-13T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T06:21:41.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dink!</title><content type='html'>enlightenment + some emo-ing still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes some of the most valuable lessons can be learnt from friends. better to learn it now than to embarrass yourself in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a purely maths day. there's a paper tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela's flying tmr!&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage gela! hope you have loads of fun in Europe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-8458067312707798215?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/8458067312707798215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=8458067312707798215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8458067312707798215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/8458067312707798215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/09/dink.html' title='dink!'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26092191.post-3284669315810398850</id><published>2007-09-12T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T07:38:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate myself</title><content type='html'>i'm super depressed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm a lousy person. hai. i want to die off somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109326010405275874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/Ruf476PeyOI/AAAAAAAAALY/Tp0F4QeOR5k/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;meanwhile, received a mail from the navy. so cool. they even printed my name on some card thingy. one whole stack of cards that tells you the weapons of navy. did they think i'm a guy? oh no. that's why i say i suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26092191-3284669315810398850?l=soccerette-14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/feeds/3284669315810398850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26092191&amp;postID=3284669315810398850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3284669315810398850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26092191/posts/default/3284669315810398850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soccerette-14.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hate-myself.html' title='i hate myself'/><author><name>soccerette-14</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726984597332477157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoFFlmk4wxU/Ruf476PeyOI/AAAAAAAAALY/Tp0F4QeOR5k/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
