<?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-34741617</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:14:24.858+08:00</updated><category term='Tired.'/><category term='money money'/><category term='biatch life'/><category term='Go die'/><category term='Shit.'/><category term='come to me'/><title type='text'>mandy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-9068201982112149545</id><published>2009-06-20T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:10:39.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SjzfYkexSvI/AAAAAAAADBY/YSvvCV_XA68/s1600-h/4905_93020403433_729063433_2053604_7686191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349396070611897074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SjzfYkexSvI/AAAAAAAADBY/YSvvCV_XA68/s400/4905_93020403433_729063433_2053604_7686191_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my 150 post. Bidding goodbye to blogger should mark a perfect comma. Story continued. dopez.wordpress.com! SEEYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-9068201982112149545?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/9068201982112149545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=9068201982112149545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/9068201982112149545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/9068201982112149545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-blogger.html' title='Goodbye, blogger'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SjzfYkexSvI/AAAAAAAADBY/YSvvCV_XA68/s72-c/4905_93020403433_729063433_2053604_7686191_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-931800710340686759</id><published>2009-06-11T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:15:09.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>暧昧</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SjEc_NKB81I/AAAAAAAADBQ/ivnmeNLMs5M/s1600-h/P6110470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346086104854557522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SjEc_NKB81I/AAAAAAAADBQ/ivnmeNLMs5M/s400/P6110470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看见他的时候就会情不自禁得傻笑，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看见他的时候心仿佛就像计时炸弹般，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;随时爆炸。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看见他的时候往往不敢和他对眼。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看见他的时候年脸就会不自不觉地变红。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看不见他的时候就会想他。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看不见他的时候就有一点点地失落。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;难道这就是。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-931800710340686759?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/931800710340686759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=931800710340686759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/931800710340686759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/931800710340686759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='暧昧'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SjEc_NKB81I/AAAAAAAADBQ/ivnmeNLMs5M/s72-c/P6110470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8265192729678507778</id><published>2009-06-02T23:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:06:47.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDWCmqvI/AAAAAAAADA4/l8uISNKIYQo/s1600-h/P5300293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342772247912688370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDWCmqvI/AAAAAAAADA4/l8uISNKIYQo/s400/P5300293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXD8bwVYI/AAAAAAAADBI/o7PwL0HAUYg/s1600-h/P5300369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342772258218726786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXD8bwVYI/AAAAAAAADBI/o7PwL0HAUYg/s400/P5300369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDKQST8I/AAAAAAAADAw/BZRJ_PI1tSs/s1600-h/P5300290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342772244748849090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDKQST8I/AAAAAAAADAw/BZRJ_PI1tSs/s400/P5300290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDtP2HkI/AAAAAAAADBA/H-x8OC55En4/s1600-h/P5300368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342772254142242370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDtP2HkI/AAAAAAAADBA/H-x8OC55En4/s400/P5300368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outside world is just so amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just reflects how dull my life is now. Yes, only for now. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not gonna spend my life in this small boring island. There's still a long way to go but no harm thinking and pondering about it right? :D Even though if my result sucks, it still wont stop me from pursing my dreams. Even though it's hard or tough, I am still gonna make my way through. Sometimes, I just wanna be a irresponsible girl. Yes, freedom means alot to me. But still when you think about it, you cant possibly break free from responsibility. Responsibility toward family, responsibility toward individual ; all kinds of factors that you cannot let go or rather being tied on. Sometimes, I really wish to run away. But because of all the considerable stuff, all kinds of emotional attach; I know that there's no way I could leave a place that held a important position is my heart; home. Home is what that brings me to who I am now. No matter how far I am literally, home is forever in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhap this is why dad and mum allows me to go back to Hongkong alone after my Os. I will be staying in my relative house for one month. Well, it's better than to stay in a hotel all alone right? Yeah, it is kinda confimed. Two weeks. Two weeks is not enough man seriously. I want to become a better person you know. Without daddy and mummy. It is kinda fun you see. Flying all alone to somewhere you are not familar at all and there's more to come man. And guess what, I am going to Korea this year. Like finally. Oh yea together with my (ahem DSLR) camera, I'm ready to discover new things. Hahahaha, not such about shopping but food and knowledge. And to experience what Singapore will never never never have, SNOW! I hate Singapore's weather the most. Omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently studying about England and Korea's history. Wth, but yeah it's freaking interesting. At least it is much more interesting than Singapore's right? They have dynasty and monarchy hor. Henry VIII of Tudor is the most interesting I guess. He got 6 wives. Okay, the most interesting part is actually about his wives la. You know, fights between them. Gosh, thumbs up baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the camwhore session with Sery on 13th. Vintage phootshoot. YUPEEE ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna lead a meaningful life. So I wont die in regret. This is perhap what I live for. There's more to go down the road man. Life is not over after Os, it just started. So yea, I hope I will be a much mature and intelligent person in my seventeen. God knows, but time flies. I wanna play a part in saving the earth, I wanna play a part to lend helping hand to people who really need it. I wanna play a part in YOG. I wanna left my footprint in people's heart. This is my goal in life. So mock for all you want, we shall see yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is just so interesting right? (:&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/34741617-8265192729678507778?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8265192729678507778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8265192729678507778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8265192729678507778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8265192729678507778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SiVXDWCmqvI/AAAAAAAADA4/l8uISNKIYQo/s72-c/P5300293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1669913393547843943</id><published>2009-05-22T21:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:19:08.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一笑置之</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ShbQWMPEHgI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/o5iOyvlic70/s1600-h/DSC02467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338683487954411010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ShbQWMPEHgI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/o5iOyvlic70/s320/DSC02467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;释怀， 真的好难。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;当我选择把眼光放得更远更广时，心里总有一种说不瞭的情感，带有一丝丝的无奈，一点点的惆怅，因为没有办法所以得接受，惆怅里带有一点的不甘愿。我无法不介意，不在乎，无法不把它当着一回事，因为它已成为我过去的一份子。过去，一天一天得累积，久而久之会被每一天的事物所盖过。时间总是漫长的，而我只能在岁月流逝的当儿，试着慢慢忘记。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的好累。。。那具隐藏自我，自我保护的面具好重，戴得我快喘不过来了。可能是因为戴得太久，我似乎失去了自我。我已经不认识自己了。因为戴了太久，我已不习惯让别人看透我的内心世界，对人对事都带有自卫，戒备之心。我的内心世界容不下其他人，我喜欢独自承受。虽然辛苦，我也不要身边爱我的人为我操心。我不伟大，我只想在我的能力范围里，对爱我的人付出那么一点因为我无法为它们做些什么。我也不知道，可是我已经慢慢偏离了他们期望的轨道，渐行渐远。我总是辜负他们所寄托在我身上的期望，让他们失望。他们虽然不说，但一切的一切，我已看在眼里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心里的心灯就快熄灭了，又要如何从新燃烧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间或许是疗伤的良药吧。再给我一些时间。我还在学习如何释怀，如何一笑置之，如何用宽阔的眼光，宽阔的心胸来容纳种种的好与坏，黑与白，是与非，真与假，喜与悲。即使这一刻失去自己要捉住的事物，我也必须告诉自己不要紧，世界不停转动，机会总会来。虽然很难税负自己，但为了爱我的人，我一定会坚持。说我没大志好了，我是为了他们而活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有捷径，只有努力。如今，只有先苦后甜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要心灯不灭，快乐就会重来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1669913393547843943?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1669913393547843943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1669913393547843943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1669913393547843943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1669913393547843943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='一笑置之'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ShbQWMPEHgI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/o5iOyvlic70/s72-c/DSC02467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-5505829622282096489</id><published>2009-05-20T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:55:14.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>Shit happened all the time. What else could I say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-5505829622282096489?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5505829622282096489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5505829622282096489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5505829622282096489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5505829622282096489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/05/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-6224536378862174837</id><published>2009-05-15T10:41:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:27:53.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335878082025570674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzY2EvtQXI/AAAAAAAAC9w/Fe_oIggtQ2Y/s320/P2250145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELL IS OVER! I'm going insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()*&amp;amp;^%$"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()*&amp;amp;^%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I rock. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I pwnz Physics MYE. (Wahahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) I manage to survive after 5 hours of brain juice-squeezing Maths Paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) I eat 1 big bowl of Udon, 3 bowls of Miso Soup, 2 Rolls of handroll, 10 plates of sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) I ransacked town and brought back tons of loots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) I'm rich. Wahahaahaahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) I found a super cheap blazer. (PWNZX)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) I can watch NC16 (lame)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) I PWNZXZX PHYSICS. OMG. OH YEAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My physics had never pass before during major exam. Teehee. But I actually know how to do MYE 2009 Physics Paper 1 and 2. Omg. OMG. I think I rock. I ROCK \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna kill some seller. I hope my jacket wont go missing. ): I am going to spend money to buy whatever I want. And nobody can stop me. Whahahaha. I'm sixteen and I'm rich. Hahahaha. No lah, I just got money as present from my dad. Teehee. Attractive amount of money. I am going to buy buy buy buy buy buy buy buy shop shop shop shop shop. Hahhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insanity is killing me. I am such a bitch ): But who cares. Teeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And oh no. And the pimples seem to parasite on my face. Wtf. Go away man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best clique (v)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzrzCCyz2I/AAAAAAAAC_A/uS1W_fFF-J0/s1600-h/P5080272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335898920481640290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzrzCCyz2I/AAAAAAAAC_A/uS1W_fFF-J0/s320/P5080272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzskgaslhI/AAAAAAAAC_I/q_5_sE2c1-Q/s1600-h/P5080262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335899770448549394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzskgaslhI/AAAAAAAAC_I/q_5_sE2c1-Q/s320/P5080262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzqY1pIsmI/AAAAAAAAC-o/iLmiihoHCgc/s1600-h/P4180201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335897370964570722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzqY1pIsmI/AAAAAAAAC-o/iLmiihoHCgc/s320/P4180201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335897377610068818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzqZOZi81I/AAAAAAAAC-4/W0jBb6E9xjM/s320/P5080273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/34741617-6224536378862174837?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6224536378862174837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6224536378862174837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6224536378862174837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6224536378862174837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-rock.html' title='I think I rock'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgzY2EvtQXI/AAAAAAAAC9w/Fe_oIggtQ2Y/s72-c/P2250145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2483254645618953878</id><published>2009-05-09T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:58:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgRp7AO1G7I/AAAAAAAAC84/yWhnpZ0l_9I/s1600-h/P5080269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333504321108908978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgRp7AO1G7I/AAAAAAAAC84/yWhnpZ0l_9I/s320/P5080269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy girl on Earth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna be a short post. Hahaahahaha. Just bear with it lah. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like woah, time really flies like nobody business and hahaha I am sixteen. Not very excited about it and ya just not excited like last few years. I used to think that birthday is the most important to anyone on Earth. But not now, everyday is so special and so precious to me. Perhap it all changes after some unfortunate incident. I really learn how to cherish things and of course not taking things for granted cos you never know when and where things will just disappeared away from your hands. Nothing is forever except for love. Love the people around you. Love yourself. And of course, live to the fullest cos everyday that is spent with your loved one is so special, so memorable. It might just be some insignificant things but it is when you lose it, you will know the importance of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start to talk like a woman yeah. Hhahahaha. My mum wrote me a letter and it really reaches my heart and made me cry all the bad things out in my heart. Worried too. I hope everything will go well and fine. I really hope so. Please. I really hope nothing will happen. I had some bad days this week. Some disheartening and sad thing striked me. If you are sensitive, you will notice lah. Yeah, I am unhappy this week. Not because of exam. But some other things. I am a good pretender so I dont think anyone will notice. I am just good in pretending and hiding my emotion. I am not the usual mandy everyday. I am tired of faking up and putting on a mask to hide my feeling. But it all goes so natuarally. I am kinda used to it now. Sometimes I dont even know if I am happy or sad. Pathetice. Well, hope things will go fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish all my friends and family will be healthy and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially mum, dad, brother, huiwen, huimin, yuping, sery, kaiwen, khaiseng, farhan and lerchen for the wonderful day spent. Thanks for making me happy today. This will be the most perfect bday ever in my life. Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big girls dont cry. I will try man. Big girls need a complete change in wardrobe and dress sense and hairstyle and frangrance. Lololololololol. After MYE. Teehee. (Y) Lazy to post picture. Soon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2483254645618953878?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2483254645618953878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2483254645618953878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2483254645618953878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2483254645618953878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfect.html' title='Perfect'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SgRp7AO1G7I/AAAAAAAAC84/yWhnpZ0l_9I/s72-c/P5080269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6424480294602501537</id><published>2009-04-16T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:50:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swing baby swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Secz7DB8RoI/AAAAAAAAC8o/gc7jYNyhr-o/s1600-h/Phone(333).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325282173907650178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Secz7DB8RoI/AAAAAAAAC8o/gc7jYNyhr-o/s320/Phone(333).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!)(*%$#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like burning my physics book/note/file and whatever. I hate physics, period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE PHYSICS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(I will TRY my best to luvvvvvvvvv it :/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am not happy. I am not sad too. I am not feeling good for sure. Ah, hormone work. zzzzzzzzzz. I should feel happy cos I was productive ytdd. I complete 3 chapters of chemistry (PWNZXZ) I should not feel happy cos I am not productive today. zzzzzzzzz. My computer seduced me. Wtf. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am starting all the sciences this week. Hope I can finish compounding 10 chapters of Chemistry and 7 chapters of Biology this week. Not hope pls. Is must. I have 8 sets of Emaths paper not completed yet. Ohmyfuckinggod. Next week will be a torture. D: Double angles is driving me crazy too. I really hope to score well for MYE so lets hope for the best yeah. I will just give in my best shot and no regret man :B As long I give in my best, I dont care what will happened next. Argh, I gonna be on task later. Physics, I want to marry you. Yes, I swear I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Freaking.True.Please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really care about other people's feelings. You do things the way you want and usually think only about yourself. You are easy-going and love to have fun, but you can be irresponsible as well. You are not keen on serious discussions because they can make you remember that life isn't always about parties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strictly follow rules, and you expect other people to be the same as well. People can get tired of you easily, as you can make them feel a little guilty about themselves. You always make decisions on your own, and can be dismissive of other people's advice. You like to be the leader in groups, but can forget to be concerned about the people you are with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys see you as being a thinker and a careful person. They will be really attracted to this quality in you, but you need to learn to speak your mind, otherwise people will find you too shy and quiet. Learn to relax and lighten up--it's okay to have fun sometimes. When you learn to develop your fun-loving side, guys are going to flock to your side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hahahah. PWNZZXZX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of something that I really look forward to. I am makan-ing KFC with Haman. tmrr. I miss KFC so muchhhhhhhhhhhhhha. I miss cheese fries and zinger like @!#$%^&amp;amp;*( And I am going to esplanade library with Sery and Kaiwen to mug from morning to evening on saturday. Then night walk around the town and night movies. And Ler Chen is tagging along. It's gonna be sooooooooooooo interesting. And after MYE, I am going to hike and ride and climb and crawl and eat seafood with Weiting and Boonjun and i-dunno-who-else. And AFTER THAT, IT WILL BE MY BIRTHDAY! Wakaakakakaka. I really wanna spend with quality time with my close friends especially the gossip clique. Hahahah, I'm like drifted alr lor. I wanna hike and take photographs leh :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. Hb wears black flame spec and I wear black flame spec too :B He says he is cute and what and what and what. But I dont think so. Rofl. Wtf am I talking. Nonsense only. And he asks me to ask you guys if you wanna go Deyi Military Band concert this coming June. Cos he is freakingly playing the jazz set during the concert. Hahahaha. So support yeah! Oh if you are interested, pls tell me kays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eh, noob bubby cum brother, no everlast shoe yeah. PLZXZXZXZXZX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K. Whatever. Good day people. I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6424480294602501537?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6424480294602501537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6424480294602501537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6424480294602501537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6424480294602501537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/04/swing-baby-swing.html' title='swing baby swing'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Secz7DB8RoI/AAAAAAAAC8o/gc7jYNyhr-o/s72-c/Phone(333).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2840059808348831655</id><published>2009-04-09T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T02:39:12.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more month baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Sd4S83b2jXI/AAAAAAAAC8g/HmfpZ7ZQcAo/s1600-h/Fashionsistaz+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322712646480727410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Sd4S83b2jXI/AAAAAAAAC8g/HmfpZ7ZQcAo/s320/Fashionsistaz+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh well, I told so many people that I will blog today. Hahahaha. Cos it's just one more month to my sixteen birthday. I shall blog before I reach sixteen(?) I supposed this will be my last fifteen-years-old entry. I can officially announced to be on hiatus after this post. Well, we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am freaking boiling excited. My birthday is on Vesak day this year(ahem, please take note) And my mum insisted to have a whole day of vegetarian. Oh no, I want my birthday to be food-worshipping with steamboat/bbq/buffet/fried fattening food/prata/nutella/strawberry jam/peanut butter/pizza/sushi/spicy thai food. Urgh. Think I should put the Mandy's Food-Worshipping day just one day before Vesak day. As everyone know, Mandy's birthday is alway Food-worshipping day. (insert proud face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyer. My cousin's birthday is just one day before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont like lor. We used to celebrate our birthday together when we were young(full month- 2 years old). Wahlau, he stole my limelight lor because he was like a boy. And the worst thing is we are both same age and born in same hospital and shared the same doctor(or nurses) who helped to bring us to moral world(I supposed). His mum which is my aunt shared the same ward as my mum after giving brith. How interesting. And my grandma was like so happy because in just two days, she got two grandchildren and easy for her, she can take care of two person in the same time. Fair mah. HAHAHAHA. And I very angry lor. Cos I have to share my birthday cake with him for 2 years?! And the birthday cake will always have words like "Happy Birthday to James and Mandy Cheong". Machiam like wedding lidat -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay, I sound so bitch?!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get to have my own cake after two years old. But from Primary 2 onward, I dont have a birthday cake cos my dad replaced birthday cake with pizza. Pizza with the candle hor. How sweet. Hahahaha. My mum told me that in older days when a girl reach sixteen, it will be her time for marriage. Marriage?! Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I cant survive with a man for 84 years. Supposely I can live to a ripe age of 100. Well, that was lame. I just wanna spend my lifetime with my camera and best canva shoe. Probably not Everlast but Converse because Everlast just played me out for being so unresistable from excessive friction. And also my best bag with five loaves of bread and strawberry jam and my favourite hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to fall in love with hats recently. I dunno why for fuck I got so many hats for. Oh no, I just commited one of the worst mistake in my life. Splurging blindly on useless stuff. Save me. I think I need to visit flea markets soon to search for cheap and pretty item. But right now, I got to save like shit. Cos I waste money on hats and dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need a bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tote bag/box bag/picnic bag/plastic bag whatever bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just give me a bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need shoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loafer/plimsoll/fedora/heels/slipper/whatever shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just give me a shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What had happened to me? I must be under way too much stress. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still deciding which camera to spend my lifetime on. Perhap Nikon D90? My dad is investing on me, you see. He is sponsoring me. Hohhohohohoho. My dad never failed to make my day. He is always there whenever I need him. His endless encouragement and support is what that pick me up. Dad, you are the best. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I am still trying to accept _ and _ as a silver band. I am still trying to get over the shocking result for SYF`09. Believe me, I am trying my very best. I think I had jumped out of the pool of disappointment even though I feel heartache when I come to think about it. But it is okay people. Jvcb still owns, I think. I know we can do it. Flying high(the score) is taken away from us. But to be rest assured, Jvcb will still fly even if you try to break our wings. We will stay strong and united. I feel weird, for not needed to attend band practices anymore. I am still not ready to step down, officially leaving the band. It takes time. Things happened like lightning and when we looked back, SYF is already over. It is time to move on and dont ever look back. Jvcb, I believe in you. Juniors, I believed in you too. Like what Tiactiac said, improvement have to be made and mistakes have to be learnt. Lets us all be as united as now and make even greater music, bringing Jvcb to a higher level. You know what, I believe. I love you all. I miss band. Especially this batch. Jvcb is the best thing that happened to me in these four years in Jurongville. Thank god, for allowing me to meeet such great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please hor, study period is rubbish. Screw that person who suggest such stupid ideas. Come band and study, might as well ask us go jump. Totally nonsense. Nevermind, we shall sightread some score. Heck the whatever study period. Who cares. Yipeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna pick out cello and oboe and trombone. I wanna pick out popping and rnb. I wanna perm my hair. No dyeing of hairs please. I am still not prepared. I want Disneyland. I want ampio musica II. I wanna play Machu Picchu/Persis Overture/Where never larks nor eagle flew/ Third Symphony. Lol. Just play only mah. Hahahaha. I wanna do social work. I wanna take pretty scenery photograph. I wanna walk the southern ridge trail again. I wanna visit hortpark again. I wanna play guitar in the bandstore with bandgeeks. I wanna to picnic on pretty sunday morning. I wanna visit the beach. I wanna spend one whole day in town, chilling in Starbucks walking aimlessly. I wanna pick up cooking. Roflmao. I wanna make the best shepherd pie on earth. There's so so so so so so so so so so so many things to do. I supposed 2010 will be a great year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna go polytechnic. I think it suit me more. JC is so not me. Well, this is rather subjective lah. See lah. Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of my ambitions. HAHAHAHA. Dont laugh people. Serious. Dont laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Doctor&lt;br /&gt;2)Biologist/Researcher&lt;br /&gt;3) Socialogist&lt;br /&gt;4) Counsellor&lt;br /&gt;5) Volunteer&lt;br /&gt;6) Forensics working for police&lt;br /&gt;7) Camp Instructor&lt;br /&gt;8) Explorer/traveller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know the reason. Tag me. Hahahaha. Just ask me personally lor. I too shy to write on blog. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not abit to rational. I am an emotional person very irrational. I hate logics. That's why I detest Physics. I think it s dry and boring. I cannot face machine everyday. I will die. You can kill me. I prefer work to have relationship with other people, helping themself to solve their problem mentally and physically. Well, dont you think I am thinking so farrrrrrrrr away? Os first lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hb never failed to make my jaws dropped like crazy. It is so unbelievable. He got so many hidden talent. This guy dance?! Wtf. Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance?! And this guy play jazz set. Wtf. Jazz set, jazz set, jazz set, jazz set, jazz set, jazz set?! I am totally so speechless about him. He never failed to make me shock. I got a shock of my life when he told me he dance. Hahahaha. I think this guy is cute to certain extent. He asked me to feature him in my blog. How _____ is him hor? See, Mandy is good. I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last post. Next post on vesak day? Hahahaha. MYE coming. Time to stay focused and start revision. Ohmygod. *trembling* I am scared lah serious. I cannot screw out this time. Ahhhhhhhh. I need to catch up liao lor. My class so many chiongster. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And buy me an orange daisy on my bithday which is exactly one month away from now. And I will love you to bits and pieces. Love you guys especially Jvcbananas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2840059808348831655?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2840059808348831655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2840059808348831655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2840059808348831655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2840059808348831655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-month-baby.html' title='one more month baby'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Sd4S83b2jXI/AAAAAAAAC8g/HmfpZ7ZQcAo/s72-c/Fashionsistaz+and+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6549909397199268242</id><published>2009-04-04T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:56:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying high, still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SddlggbElDI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/M-lL6Z5v2_k/s1600-h/DSC_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320833093895230514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SddlggbElDI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/M-lL6Z5v2_k/s320/DSC_2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No matter what, I still love JVCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE JVCB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great. We did well. We really did. We flew and soared like nobody's business. That was the best we played. Everybody was in the music. The soloists was good. I was so proud of them. I wanted to hug Jianing after she played her parts. She did it! I was so happy after the performance. I pinned the hope high. I believed everybody did. We stand a good chances, just to touch the four letters medal. Even Mr rasull told us that we had a chance of getting gold. Band directors from other bands were shocked at our tremendous improvement. Everyone was happy and excited to sit in the hall for the result. I hugged Atiqah for the jobs well done. So with the hope high up, we went into the hall for our result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held Jinyang and Huiwen's hand. We were holding hand, and feeling so excited about it. So the anouncement of result started. Other bands who obtained a silver medal were cheering so loudly. I cant imagine if we got the four letters medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Band number 87,&lt;br /&gt;Jurongville Secondary School ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was chanting. My head was down with my eyes shut tight. My fingers interlocked with Huiwen's and Jinyang's. My palm was sweating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gold, gold, gold" I chanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cursed 'S' word spoiled everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody clapped. Other band clapped for us. Our dream just shattered. I released my hand slowly from Huiwen's and Jinyang's. I put my spec into my blazer. I put my hands on my face. Tears just cant stop flowing. I felt Felyna and Jinyang's pat. I dont care. I just cried. I dont think we deserved a silver. We walked out the room, with unspeakable emotions. I hugged Vania and Atiqah. We cried with my head on each other's shoulder. Mr rasull was sad. I saw his face. He feel with us, he looked sad, very sad. The band was so down. I felt like punching Joel Chia and Faith Ang hrad on their face. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was talking in the bus. I was cursing a former bronze band who obtained a silver medal when playing a grade 3 piece this year deep down my heart. I feel like frying them. Everybody was sad. Some had their tears flowing when listening to the recording. I wanted to shout at the judges. And Alice Gan. I wanted to scream at her for her unlucky draw, for our turn after the Hwa Chong. Hwa chong is good, I admit. They are goddamn good. The piece they played was amazing. Ten times magician than Flying high. I swear I wanna pee when I heard them outside the stage. The horn sound as if they are triumphing the sky, celebrating their deserving victory. I got hooked on that piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are okay with Hwa chong getting a GWH. They deserved it. In fact, I felt happy for them. I can understand their excitment after they know their result. They used to be silver band you see. But this time, they were really very good. I think the judge had found the maximium standard of Singapore secondary band. Bands after Hwa chong all got silver. Even RGS, NYG, Dunman High, Cedars' girl got silver. Do you get it? Do you get what I am trying to say? I mean we stand more chance to touch gold if we are not behind Hwa Chong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just not lucky. And that former freaking bronze is so lucky. Bands playing that piece all get bronze and they freakingly get a silver. SYF is not fair. Competition is never fair. Do you know why JVCB is so sad? Cos we belive we can touch a gold. We believed we can do it. This is why JVCB is so down. We cried for 30 min outside the hall. Fine, you might think I am a sore loser or what. But I seriously think JVCB deserve more than silver. Well, it is not a time to push blame lah. Maybe because of some other factor? Argh, i still cant accept the fact that the former bronze band got the same medal as us. I cant accept the fact that JVCB is a silver band. Well, i will try to get over it. Soon. We need time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made our way to school. I think anybody, ANYONE can read kour faces. Our eyes were red. When I stepped into the band room, I heard Zany's solo. I cried again. I dunno how many time I cried. Dont bother asking me. And when I made my way to the toilet, I overheard some news. News that made me boiled up and cried even harder. They broke the wrong news at the wrong time. Is such a wrong time. Why people wanna take things away from us? First the jugdes, now you! But I am glad that my banana had made a decision. And that decision wont change. It will never change. And here's Mr Thomas with his super gust of adrenaline. I seriously dunno what is he high-ing about. Wtf. Cant he feel the band's atmosphere? We are like so down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am so happy! You guys get silver ! I drove into school and rushed all the way straight up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I started crying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Where's the band major ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he went to shake vania's hand. Vania was crying like so hard. She covered her mouth with another hands of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh why so sad! Its good! You did the school proud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our VP was so happy for us. I really dont understand why. WHY! I wanted to box him in his face. Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT JVCB, I'M STILL VERY VERY VERY PROUD OF YOU! WE DID IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My emotion is so affected. I feel like crying when I heard the recording. I cried when I read Adila's blog. This must be the B period. It feels like yesterday. I really cant forget how we struggle to maintain this silver medal. This silver medal dont come easy. It's all hard work. We improved so much. People are convinced. People think we are a gold band standard. We think we are a gold band standard. And that's enough. We will believe, and continued to believe. And we will work even harder to convince more people.  Thanks, people! Thanks for being sucha great banana. I love you all. I shall decidated a post next time, just for you people. Every single one of you who make JVCB so special and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am. Stepping down. Everything happened like a dream, so fast, so uncatchable. I used to tell myself, not to join band in my tertiary education. No matter what, band stop in secordary school. I am not going to join band anymore. But it changed. I am in love with band again. I fall in love with band again. I really love band. It gives me a sense of achievement when I played my running notes. It taught me alot of things. Band just conquered part of my life. I used to be looking forward to step down. But now, I want time to rewind. Rewind til before hongkong trip. I want things to happen again. No matter which band I get into in my tertiary studies, no band will replaced the place JVCB stand in my heart. I love you people. Now, I wanna cry again. My emotion is so not stable. I really love you people. It's from bottom of my heart. I really heart you people like tomato. Argh. Cant I dont step down? I am not ready for it. I dont care about Os lah. I dont want to step down. My eye hurt alot, and all swell up. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I am overly reacting. But let me tell you this, you cant never ever know how much the bananas love JVCB? Right, people? (beam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I still love you. I still believe. And JVCB will continued to stand strong, soar even higher. I love you baby. And I'm excited about the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Alumni playing Machu Picchu. Mr Chia guest conductor. He prepared like 20 pieces for us. And no pop pieces! YAY. We shall show the former bronze band people we are gold standard. Let's see who own. Happyhappyhappyhappyhappy. I dunno whether is confirmed not. Now I published it to the public and I hope they feel the peer pressure. Hhaahahaha. Lame. I feel so good after blogging. (Y)(Y)(Y)(Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JVCB IS GWH STANDARD IN MANDY'S HEART. A.L.W.A.Y.S F.O.R.E.V.E.R &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/34741617-6549909397199268242?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6549909397199268242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6549909397199268242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6549909397199268242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6549909397199268242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/04/flying-and-above-clouds-i-believe.html' title='flying high, still'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SddlggbElDI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/M-lL6Z5v2_k/s72-c/DSC_2111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3051806077763405262</id><published>2009-03-25T20:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:26:15.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>花。累。了</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScoswskmYvI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/818HRz4huMU/s1600-h/Phone(217).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317111525174305522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScoswskmYvI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/818HRz4huMU/s320/Phone(217).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;山穷水尽疑无路，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;柳暗花明又一村。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想必明天会更好呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;茫然的我依旧相信明天。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我宁愿做个茫然人，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也不愿做个无望人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然今天的我做的没比别人好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是明天的我&lt;strong&gt;一定&lt;/strong&gt;比别人闪得更美更耀眼。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就让茫然的我茫然过今天，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明天的我从新站起&lt;/div&gt;今天的我累了。&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/34741617-3051806077763405262?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3051806077763405262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3051806077763405262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3051806077763405262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3051806077763405262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='花。累。了'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScoswskmYvI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/818HRz4huMU/s72-c/Phone(217).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3774614599404816429</id><published>2009-03-22T00:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:09:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for one more day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScUfd5qwm2I/AAAAAAAAC8A/d9bE_ivpcfY/s1600-h/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315689533737573218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScUfd5qwm2I/AAAAAAAAC8A/d9bE_ivpcfY/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am feeling the urge to blog. Now. 1.11am. Nice one. I dunno what's wrong with me today. I feel sad. I feel vexed. Is this those sickening hormone work kidding me? I really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is coming to the end. And I sucks. I haven finish my homework. I feel like a pathetic loser. I am so dead. Os is coming. I am left with barely 2 months for MT Os. And 8 months for the rest of the paper. I'm feeling the stress. I really got to buck up after this term. My chemistry and Amaths are deproving. D: I wanna cry. Why am I sucha letdown? I am really scared. I dislike the feeling of being overtaken. I loathe the feeling of losing. I feel like crying, serious. I cant find the motivation to study right now. I dont feel like touching those stinky book. I know this year is tough. But I got to hang on. Just few more months. Mandy Cheong, just few more months. And everything is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think I can touch 14 for R5. I dont think I can even touch 18 for R5. I sucks. I cant believe in myself. I mean I dont see hope or light. ): I wanna cry. I wanna scream at somebody. I need somebody's shoulder to lean on. I need a listening ear to hear me rant out how life is unfair. I am tired. I feel like giving up. I realise how tough it is to hang on. I dunno how to pick myself up this time. I am sad. I feel like crying. At this point of time, who will console me? Where the hell could I find somebody to talk to? People tend to forget that I'm just not that strong. I am just an ordinary girl going through some bullshit GCE O level paper that thousands had already gone through in their sixteen. Life is a bitch, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had calm down, cried enough. I always believe crying is always the best mental cure. Blogging help alot, thanks goodness. It helps by compressing my little problems into many many tiny paragraphs. Mandy Cheong, after crying this time you gonna pick yourself up. Okay? Tomorrow'll be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be my last entry, I believe. Dont look forward for any entry. But if you're lucky, you might just happened to see another posts. We shall see alright? So yeah if you happened to pass by, do make an effort to drop me a tag. I will try my best to reply. With love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3774614599404816429?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3774614599404816429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3774614599404816429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3774614599404816429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3774614599404816429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-one-more-day.html' title='for one more day'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScUfd5qwm2I/AAAAAAAAC8A/d9bE_ivpcfY/s72-c/DSC00838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3856846269820973634</id><published>2009-03-19T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:28:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bananas are steaming. \m/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScIVQmft_nI/AAAAAAAAC7w/TvWZm5RiXKI/s1600-h/DSC_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314833885206281842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScIVQmft_nI/AAAAAAAAC7w/TvWZm5RiXKI/s320/DSC_2106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, I want to blog. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I had the best camp 4days back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont ever wanna go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am proud of my band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am proud of who we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though, we might be suaku or lame or paiseh in front of others ah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but I will never never regret joining the band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swear, I will miss the band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swear I will cry during the release of result, no matter how good/bad the result is. Cos I know we did our best. I still remember how pathetic we are last few months ago, when we cant even play the second page of Flying high. I cant forget how we struggle through the torture of the nerve-breaking running notes. I will never forget how much effort we put in into the piece to prove her wrong. I can never forget the dilema, when we are asked to choose between Eagle bend and Flying high. But I am glad that we chose Flying high by Rika Ishige as a choice piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is what it makes us different. JVCB, I'm proud of you. I love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Argh, I really forget what happen in the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All I know is that, all the combine sessions with Mr chia make me feel really great. Flying high make me feel like a plane. It left me breathless. I believe everybody feel so. I wanna combine like forever. Flying high took my breathe and make my hormone run like crazy. Mr Chia is the best conductor on Earth, he never fails to believe us and inspire to play better each and every time. And Mrs Chia, always with her fullest support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love Zany's flutter. I love Samuel's sparks of running notes. I love Jianing's warm and comforting bassline for the solo. I love Kenneth's clean and clear stroke. I love Christine's saxo colour. Aiyah, I love everybody lah. I am proud of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I doubt there's any such united and enthu people like us as a band. We even did homework. Hahahaha. We even analyse all Singapore band. This is why JVCB is so different/special from other CCAs in Jurongville. I am proud to be one of JVCBananas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though we might not sound great or what in Deyi, but I know we can on this saturday. I know we can touch a gold on the actual day. I know we can own Yuying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3856846269820973634?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3856846269820973634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3856846269820973634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3856846269820973634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3856846269820973634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/03/band-love.html' title='my bananas are steaming. \m/'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/ScIVQmft_nI/AAAAAAAAC7w/TvWZm5RiXKI/s72-c/DSC_2106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8419369086601322123</id><published>2009-03-04T17:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:16:24.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wanna be a selfish and irresponsible girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Sa5GieOvz5I/AAAAAAAAC7o/jF8URwFANe8/s1600-h/P2240140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309258568760807314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Sa5GieOvz5I/AAAAAAAAC7o/jF8URwFANe8/s320/P2240140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mandy is so not gonna to blog (anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy crow! ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The earth just lose one talented(and not) online journalist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cry people cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno what to blog anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont like to blog about daily life like what lesson i have, i got what period, and whatever shit. Like what the hell, who care what lesson you have in lesson? (Roll eye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont like to post my camwhore picture on &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; web. Eeeeeeyer, the feeling is like ownself-appreciate-ownself. So (insert emotion) Especially when friends get together and go net-surfing and you people ended up on your own web and then look at your act-cute/chio picture. Wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friend friend okay lah. But you know, you only abit .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What? I post this (ahem)camwhore pic of me to show off my new spec dey. Wtf. Other stupid girls also camwhore themselves to show off their new clothes and what they wear today what. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hohohoho. My dad said I went slim after I got sick. Hahahah, my cousin said I went slim during CNY. (V)(V)(V) (Shhhh, GWT also say so) Cheh! No lah, seriously I am a big eater. I can eat the whole whale, trust me. Hmmmm, not really lah. I suffered during the genting trip because of my glutton-ness. I stuff myself with yummy cuisine and ended up like a loser, losing face. Cannot blame me what, genting's buffet is so fucking ex. And like wth, I threw up in my hotel room. Loser! But there's always another bigger loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I.CANT.STAND.SMALL.EATER.THEY.ARE.THE.BIGGEST.LOSER.ON.THE.PLANET! Seriously lah. You want to be as thin as the bamboo and the first one to be blown away when hurricane strike. Hohoho, good luck to you then. You have just wasted your entire life, missing out the best thing in life. And I will just mock at you, naming you under my loser list. Bloody shit, eat man. It's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my god, it's march. Help! I'm scared. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OKay, I wish study hard now. And I will be the winner in my life. Hoohohohoho. I just found my inspire to study. It's easy to say okay I'm going to study blah blah blah today but it is hard to really do it. You might ended up blogging like me. I am supposed to preparing myself for amaths test tmrr and tuiton. Whatever. shall do it after tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geo-ad kill most of my brain cells. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right now, I dont have any amibiton. I dun wanna be famous or rich. I just wanna travel around the world, enjoying freedom without any troubles and responsibilities. Yes, I'm selfish and irresponsible girl. See me as a loser for good, I dont care. I have big stuff to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-8419369086601322123?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8419369086601322123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8419369086601322123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8419369086601322123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8419369086601322123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-wanna-be-selfish-and.html' title='i just wanna be a selfish and irresponsible girl'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/Sa5GieOvz5I/AAAAAAAAC7o/jF8URwFANe8/s72-c/P2240140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3318073253354317207</id><published>2009-02-14T16:43:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:14:37.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(V)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaUjgqcytI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/JYJYUJO8Y5U/s1600-h/P1180009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302588949059652306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaUjgqcytI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/JYJYUJO8Y5U/s400/P1180009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V. Good day.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I sleep at 4 last night just to finish the V day gift man. And my printer is running out of ink already ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And guess what. Everybody literally scream(in fright or joy?) when they received their gift from me today. Hahahaha! I cant keep but being very happy. Cos my gifts are always the most special one. Cheh. I never failed to show them their candid and unglam picture. Best is those taken 2 years ago. Wakakaka. Not trying to be evil but dont you think photographs is the best way to recovering memories. I always laugh at those photos taken in the past years. Everyday, we run with time and growing up in every second. Be it physically and mentally. But the only time that can stop time from moving is photographs. It also make us recalled those memories. Silly and young we were, remembering how life was in the past. It always gives me a sense of accomplishment when I see my friends stop moving with time and recall those wonderful memories we once had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I look back into the past, recalling random memories in my brain. Some might be a mistake, some might be regret. So what, at least I move on with decisions I made. It always teach me a lesson, how to be a better person. Time will never stop moving. All I can do is to look back, accepting what is already been done. Life is full of regret but never make another regret of life again. (V) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;To people who received my card: dont throw my card away. It will broke my heart ):&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzz. Serious, my heart will break lor. So the best is put inside your file :D To those who haven received yet, please be patient. Wait for monday kays? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hohohoho, I have gifts too! (happy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaUS6KyC2I/AAAAAAAAC4I/Q5mhM6itshk/s1600-h/P2140089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302588663848373090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaUS6KyC2I/AAAAAAAAC4I/Q5mhM6itshk/s400/P2140089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaVfJJ48MI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/_gvIgJ_PC1U/s1600-h/P2140090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302589973541220546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaVfJJ48MI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/_gvIgJ_PC1U/s400/P2140090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see who had contribute to the mountain of gifts I received. Those who haven, better do so on monday. Hahhaha! Jk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in order of merit.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Miss Pang Tiewtian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302590909769394418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaWVo4FKPI/AAAAAAAAC4g/5l7Zm4a8sks/s320/P2140091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2) Miss Amanda Poh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302590912000305666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaWVxL-KgI/AAAAAAAAC4o/_6v1pnvifGo/s320/P2140092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3) Miss Stephanie Tan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302590921741278098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaWWVeZm5I/AAAAAAAAC44/FRYMO2__hKY/s320/P2140094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302590924681835954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaWWgbe9bI/AAAAAAAAC5A/2ZwiR7SIQ_o/s320/P2140095.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(Okay, quite a clever way huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4) Miss Chow Huiwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592668097472562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaX7_KKaDI/AAAAAAAAC5o/QKL6bNA-he8/s320/P2140100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5) Miss Tay Huimin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592658875893362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaX7czkRnI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/SBOUS-MJFrE/s320/P2140098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592661629209762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaX7nEAjKI/AAAAAAAAC5g/pXmpRL6wtzo/s320/P2140099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) Miss Teo Huishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592652452015378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaX7E3_rRI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/zAhaUrB79yA/s320/P2140097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) Miss Ang Peiqi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592654451689810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaX7MUwSVI/AAAAAAAAC5I/rnRJHF3vXvw/s320/P2140096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Mr Wong Kaiwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302590919640320530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaWWNpfihI/AAAAAAAAC4w/M5ZpCucRAlo/s320/P2140093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9) Ms Grace Chua &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302593896998828562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZDhLE-hI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/NaI0h3OevoE/s320/P2140105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ms Koh Eelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302593897378380018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZDilkePI/AAAAAAAAC6I/o8lxFPMPkR8/s320/P2140104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Ms Anginn May&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302593896100452034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZDd041sI/AAAAAAAAC6A/YbZj4ne44AM/s320/P2140103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;12)Ms Alicia Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302593892335790674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZDPzUqlI/AAAAAAAAC54/SiZywoeKeIc/s320/P2140102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;13) Ms Foo Mianwoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302593886784136642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZC7HtJcI/AAAAAAAAC5w/ntc5FnBzImA/s320/P2140101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14) Ms Eileen Chew 15) Mr Winanto Wong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302594876053440402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZ8gb4x5I/AAAAAAAAC6g/AI8s1GBbhpc/s320/P2140107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16) Ms Audrey Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302594874682734002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZ8bVFdbI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/DRHPQQK08hg/s320/P2140106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly but not least 17) Mr Choo Jin Yang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302594877033468514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZ8kFi0mI/AAAAAAAAC6o/sm4PoBWyPNo/s320/P2140108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooow~ Stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont be fooled by the big box man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out what is inside -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(........................)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove the wrapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302594883482720738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZ88HKmeI/AAAAAAAAC6w/k-lGJ7zKQQs/s320/P2140109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*annoyed* POSB box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Open the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302594884917973522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaZ9BdW0hI/AAAAAAAAC64/iZkVlf2JzCA/s320/P2140110.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Newspaper. *black face*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Search.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302599749118100050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaeYKBCglI/AAAAAAAAC7A/vMubuccAZxI/s320/P2140111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worse still, toilet paper. -.- Dont even know is used one or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Search deeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302599750884181282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaeYQmGxSI/AAAAAAAAC7I/PRuzMvBPEow/s320/P2140112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Irritating. He is so gonna get it from me on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for revenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(evil laughters)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302599756688273554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaeYmN6MJI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/ny_xAh2WQm0/s320/P2140113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol. 2 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think this week is the best man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got back all my paper. Quite happy with it(except for emaths). Shall work even harder next time. I conclude my reasons of being-minus-mark for paper. There's 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, Speed. My geog lah. I could get a full mark man. I am so close to it lor. Hais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second, carelessness. Damn, this bug is killing me lah. I lose 3 marks during Amaths due to carelessness. One, calulate correctly. Ans should be 832. I write 823 -.- One, never write statement. Another one, minus minus wrongly. should be -(- = +. Third. hesitation. I got the correct ans but I changed it. -.- Go eat shit man, mandy cheong. Boonjiekang is crazy, he ask me to go ACJC -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So saddening! Well, Elvin is worse. He will be whining and whining non stop. Rofl. He's cute lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess who is the first person I sang with? (Excluding Kbox)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is sery baba.. Seriously right, I cant sing lor. Only sery can take my horrible sound. Love her best. HAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay stop here byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3318073253354317207?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3318073253354317207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3318073253354317207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3318073253354317207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3318073253354317207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/02/v.html' title='(V)'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SZaUjgqcytI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/JYJYUJO8Y5U/s72-c/P1180009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1759206578072968043</id><published>2009-02-07T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:33:44.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheong loves her (dusty) blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SY21rYKRf8I/AAAAAAAAC3s/QeJoP6B4rJA/s1600-h/PB260155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300092093309484994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SY21rYKRf8I/AAAAAAAAC3s/QeJoP6B4rJA/s400/PB260155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tsktsk. I found a veryveryvery thick of dust on the surface of my blog can. Kay, very lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yea, it's the second month of 2009. Me is happy. I wanna Os to come. lol, everybody is praying hard for Os to be pushed back or whatever. But I am hoping it will come as early as possible lor. 9 months more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna get into a JC! JJ will do *smiles* It is too unrealistic for me to get into VJC, SAJC, AJC and blah lor. Just JJ. I just hope for JJ. And just 14 for L1R5. Please to any gods who's listening to my prayer now. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's so many things I wanna do after Os. Wakakaka. I need to change my hairstyle like #$%^&amp;amp;* I think I wanna short hair (V) ARGH, nonono! Cannot cut. Please discourage me to cut my hair if I tell you I wanna cut my hair cos right now, I wanna make my hair thick. lol. K, wait for my hair to grow. Sound more right. Everybody love my hair (beams) Hahahaha! (VV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Qiao said she wanna learn Bboy. rofl. Then I say very difficult leh. She say but cool lor. Hhahhhahaah. Bboy is dangerous. I might just break my neck for goodness sake since I was so porne to accidents. Sooo, I need something safer. So it will be reggae and new jazz. GRRRRRRRRRR! I need Os to finish then I can go sign up lor. Like stupid right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna continue my Art lesson after Os. I miss Mr Yap. There's so many things I havent finish learning. Stupid, when will humans stop learning? -.- I havent finish learning oil painting, pencil sketch, portaits, landscape arts. Aiyah, still got alot more lah. My oil painting set, water colour and crayons had offically become antique since I quit art class during sec 1. Colour used to be part of my life. I love to draw and paint. I drew my first drawing at the age of 3. It is an egg. I coloured it red. roflmao. I miss painting alot. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mdm pamela told us to google for essays for ideas for narrative. So I did. Hahahahah. I found this very good web. &lt;a href="http://bestessaytips.com/"&gt;http://bestessaytips.com/&lt;/a&gt; Explore yourself, good girls/boys if you want As for English. Hahhahahaha. Hais, I need to work doublely hard for Engish man since I'm no longer taking higher MT. It's too risky for me to take HMT lor even though HMT can deduce 2 more points or whatever. Who cares? Who say need HMT to go JC? I will prove you wrong. I will get into a JC w/o HMT. I swear I wont be greedy. Just A for MT, or else I will stab myself. So extreme -.- roflmao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am a bad player. I cant produce a good/nice tone recently. I felt like shit after band. I want my size3 half reed lah. Last two weeks, Mr Chia said my reed is too thin for me. Duhh, I was using size2half what until now! Urgh, we have inefficient people in band. I dont want my sound to be like rubbish. I dont wanna feel like shit. Gimme my reed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to save at least 4 bucks/day. If so, I am so going to be rich in 5 years time. Hohohohohoh. And I can travel around the world. I love going to different countries. I like to experiences different culture and expose to different peoples. I can be a tour guide! Hahahaha, I think tour guide is the best jobs on Earth. (Y) Cos it suits me. Hahahahha. Nevermind me, my ambition is always changing. My last ambition was to be a teacher. Roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind soul, buy me a fedora hat okay? (V)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea when am I gonna to blog again. I am indeed no good with words ); Hope I will score well for Geog, Maths and Bio. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1759206578072968043?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1759206578072968043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1759206578072968043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1759206578072968043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1759206578072968043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/02/tsktsk.html' title='cheong loves her (dusty) blog'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SY21rYKRf8I/AAAAAAAAC3s/QeJoP6B4rJA/s72-c/PB260155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2132473652775533381</id><published>2009-01-23T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:01:53.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SXnTemFhaRI/AAAAAAAAC3k/uLmUxyMxmKc/s1600-h/P1180020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294495359523973394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SXnTemFhaRI/AAAAAAAAC3k/uLmUxyMxmKc/s400/P1180020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How long have I not being updated? Yeah, fungi/algaes/mosses are growing. Oh man , it's only the thrid week and I'm feeling so dried up. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna score well lah dey. (pouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself to work like shit this year. Gagagagagagagaggaga. (pout more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I feel so disgusted pls. Oh yeah, I lost my phone. I am so used to not having phone now sia. I dont even know where the hell I place my new phone -.- And and, my wardrobe is like fuck full and bursting lah. Irritating. I really feel so guilty having so much clothes unworn. Somebody suggest how to get rid of those unwanted shirt please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish my dad own Far East Plaza and Bugis. So that I could ask him to ban people from coming and left the whole place to me only. I seriously hate the crowd lor. Becos of the crowd, my beloved phone was lost. Becos of the crowd, my shoe turn black. Becos of the crowd, I almost died from breathing difficulties. Eh what, your dad own the road ah?! Stupid people. I bought so much clothes for CNY sial. Also dunno for what lor. To impress or what? I absolutely have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with long skirt. I think I look taller. Hohohohohoh! Oh yah, the damn machine is my school suck big times. Hello, check those metal for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially out of Tchoukball. No doubt that it is a interesting sport just that it is too time-consuming. I really need to focus on studies this year. Sorry girls(or boys) that I have to leave but I really hope you guys can understand. I will give you guy my fullest support. All the best. And hope that the incident wont left scars. You guy are one team, promise me okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhhhhhh, my house is like so reddd?!&lt;br /&gt;With lanterns or pineapples? And those greeting banners with cows? My parent love this kind of stuff sticking on the wall. You know, atmosphere. Gong xi gong xi gong xi ni! L pls. Gonna spend CNY in msia. Huurayness! I need a break from urban life, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love CNY. I LOVE CNY LIKE CRAZZZZZZZZZZZZZYYYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you why next post okay? Maybe tmrr, next week, next month, next year? Who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2132473652775533381?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2132473652775533381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2132473652775533381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2132473652775533381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2132473652775533381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/01/dilema.html' title='dilema'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SXnTemFhaRI/AAAAAAAAC3k/uLmUxyMxmKc/s72-c/P1180020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2648151962473226776</id><published>2009-01-06T23:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:39:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一切只是必经之路</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SWOIhNpVyLI/AAAAAAAAC3E/_Bxkr8LZ7KM/s1600-h/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288220491643209906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SWOIhNpVyLI/AAAAAAAAC3E/_Bxkr8LZ7KM/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;新的一年，新的开始。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;抛开去年所有的不愉快与无奈，&lt;br /&gt;重心振作起来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如今时间不多，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;与至于茫然地站立原点，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不如抱窝分秒，努力奋斗。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;自欺伊弱者之行，放弃乃懦夫之为，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人生好比一场戏，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;难猜难预，世事难料&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;毕竟人生有起有落，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所以我一定要勇敢起来，变得更坚强。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;因为有明天，所以有希望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;用期待与感恩的心态来迎接未来的每一天。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人因梦想而伟大。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所以倔强，固执地追逐梦想。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;开心与不开心，这是你我的选择。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;敢敢做个开心人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;愿大家生活幸福&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/34741617-2648151962473226776?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2648151962473226776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2648151962473226776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2648151962473226776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2648151962473226776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='一切只是必经之路'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SWOIhNpVyLI/AAAAAAAAC3E/_Bxkr8LZ7KM/s72-c/IMG_0295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1832543493983952371</id><published>2008-12-27T11:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:10:05.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>长大了</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SVWi-k-KN_I/AAAAAAAAC28/RLqhK-XAEvc/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284308933749127154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SVWi-k-KN_I/AAAAAAAAC28/RLqhK-XAEvc/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Deleted the previous entry. I wanna ditch away all those emotional/stupid words under the control of the dumb hormones secreted from some stupid organs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont wanna be sad or what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna a new happy 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want 2009 to be the brandnew start for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this days, I am thinking real hard. I somehow feel like wasting my time man. Life is so meaningless and draggy. I really cant stand slow moving lifestyle. I so want school to start and I can be really busy, leaving no spare time for me to ponder and waste time. I can be like so busy preparing for Os and never blog or come online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was inspired by someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One must be confident enough to success. One must be brave enough to dream and believed that you can. One must not be hestitant about dreams. If you think you cant, you cant. One must be confident enough to do many many many awesome things in life. This will be where you realised your fullest potential. One can do many many many many many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to left my parents at home and travel the world. Not those luxurious travelling with shopping or foods. But those budget independent travel that allows you to do more and see more, since it puts you in direct contact with locals and offers greater challenges. It also gives you extra sense of achievement and personal satisfaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is less appealing but years down the road, you will never regretted. I mean in your life, how many times can you get experiences like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont wish to always travel with families. I mean you'll feel so protected. You'll have no worries for money/food/shelter literally everything. I dont wanna be a daddy's girl that always sticks my hand out for money. That's so stupid. I wanna be independent. I dont wish to depend on my parents anymore. But obviously I cant not depend on them now right. I am planning to go when I am 19. Hahaha, I am already planning. Hello, Europe here I come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did it sound like craps to you? Haha. &lt;strong&gt;TO YOU ONLY BUT NOT TO ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voltuneering work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wanna experience life in Africa, to help people. We are so fortunate to have a shelter, foods, moneys, clothes, education. And outside, there're so many less fortunate people suffering and dying. Spread the love baby, help them. This will be after Os.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mug like crazy for Os. Start now! MUAHAHAHAHHA!&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/34741617-1832543493983952371?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1832543493983952371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1832543493983952371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1832543493983952371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1832543493983952371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='长大了'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SVWi-k-KN_I/AAAAAAAAC28/RLqhK-XAEvc/s72-c/IMG_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3915890526318007475</id><published>2008-12-19T23:49:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:52:50.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cut my hair -.- And I look hilarious I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously roght, I dunno what to start a topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suck in blogging man. Cut the crap man, 5 more hours left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mandy is a busy girl okay?! I'll be away from 21dec to 25dec. Dont miss me, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a quick recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0MnS5OFCI/AAAAAAAAC2U/Ac_9xUqOriw/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281891807201727522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0MnS5OFCI/AAAAAAAAC2U/Ac_9xUqOriw/s320/DSC00943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281891323642208866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0MLJfpYmI/AAAAAAAAC2M/8cL-qRC6hkM/s320/PC120330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tchouckball friendly match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well, our guys lose. Hmmm, predictable cos other party is national team -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got the best defender in the team lor. And eh he really dont miss a ball lor. Wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so pissed off with some menopaused man that day. He scold me for nothing lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bastard. Fuck him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like drifting away from tchoukball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So long never go for training ): Hello, not I dont want go right? Cos everytime I wanna go, I got something on lor. Fish say the girls become pro already. They had beaten the C guys. I think I'm the lousiet liao lor. And sometimes, I dont feel like going to tchoukball cos of some menopaused old man. His presense really affects me, I dunno why lah. I feel so inferior when he is around. Damn it, I know he is like looking down on me lah. I dunno man, I think he dont like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fine, I dont like him either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall prove to him that I can jump and shot. Fuck that bastard inside out. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6B'05 Chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281886726430591058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0H_ji_CFI/AAAAAAAAC1k/uFD2t7ZgC2g/s320/PC140340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wanyang's daddy drove us to Pasir ris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think her daddy very cute lor. His jokes are the best man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281886932060532802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0ILhk-8EI/AAAAAAAAC1s/XLD5NBRtyhc/s320/PC140367.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Wanying and Chenmin. They are the main chef of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281876539165648962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz-ulBwKEI/AAAAAAAAC0s/c8Hke78DB_c/s320/PC140363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See lah. We are all so obsessed with self timer that we actually self-time while preparing food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281875581709668418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz922OdUEI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Nv1YjA-9At8/s320/PC140355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Woman of the kitchen. See, she used two tongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281883895782339986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0Fayj2dZI/AAAAAAAAC1E/xcqhWMB4kzo/s320/PC140364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah. The guy really CMI in cooking lah. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281876250929202978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz-dzQ1ByI/AAAAAAAAC0k/Xn37npN2tlU/s320/PC140357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEEEE! Self-timer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281891825312793682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0MoWXPBFI/AAAAAAAAC2k/EIdeP5CLeNM/s320/DSC04307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people attempted to put jelly on my head. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281875039333626002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz9XRt7sJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/SWAvuxHlZKY/s320/PC140362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg, take a good at the guy with white spec! He is TanWeiNian. The fat boy last time had turned to like damn fit and macho lor. I was so shocked when I saw him lah. HE SLIMMED DOWN SO MUCH! He told me to try sushi-diet. So girls, try. Well, I dont sound convincing enough right? I shall post his Pri6 picture next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281875846010643394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz-GO0uI8I/AAAAAAAAC0U/B1Z2h3Y8-E0/s320/PC140360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiu Kong's son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281876051830086802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz-SNj5nJI/AAAAAAAAC0c/aLldPpD2iXs/s320/PC140359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dearest Jieying! I miss her so much lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0Id9_tNgI/AAAAAAAAC10/S3ZQT-deGcs/s1600-h/PC140365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281887248926455298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0Id9_tNgI/AAAAAAAAC10/S3ZQT-deGcs/s320/PC140365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281886118136888930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0HcJedvmI/AAAAAAAAC1U/kkeoL-sbJUs/s320/PC140366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281890021553861570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0K_W1l88I/AAAAAAAAC18/V86fY_9mr-c/s320/PC140372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281871116846813250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz5y9UM0EI/AAAAAAAACzs/gUExYYmULzo/s320/PC140371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlau, see those guys lah. So fucking act cute -.- Especially TWN! You think you what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281874185878496338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz8lmWX5FI/AAAAAAAACz0/7lrpGhsAGyY/s320/PC140352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281871106138765538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz5yVbM-OI/AAAAAAAACzk/nsLm4VBB3og/s320/PC140373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CLIQUE! I LOVE THEM LIKE @#$%^&amp;amp;*(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281884135694181394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0FowTSpBI/AAAAAAAAC1M/1s3Jrr4H6Pc/s320/PC140375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mdm pua. My beloved teacher forever man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was kinda sad lor. I cant stay overnight cos I got camp on the next day. But it is really sweet as I get to meet all my long-lost friends. Seriously right, it has been like 1 years that I met them again. Well, some really changed alot in term of appearance. And I really hope that somebody will organising such events again. To catch up or whatever lah. And time really flies! We are all turning sixteen next year. How sad right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Tutti @ JJC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, cool people in camp = cool camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet alot of cool people lor. I actually dont feel like going on the first day one but as days goes by, I really enjoy myself in the camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the same group as BLCB Drum Major man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I didnt know he is the drum major until he told me. Roflmao! He is "Cardigan". Whatever lah, he is K______. But make things easier, we called him cardigan. Like damn cool right? Cardigan! He is sort of my gossip clique lah, we gossip everytime lah. He can be a real bitch, trust me. Then he also talk alot one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281869107024162002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz39-JI7NI/AAAAAAAACzM/Gf-d1Gsa2EM/s320/PC170380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is so looking like Utah lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz4tp5yytI/AAAAAAAACzU/IRfpMn-okuo/s1600-h/PC150378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281869926224808658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz4tp5yytI/AAAAAAAACzU/IRfpMn-okuo/s320/PC150378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281886488211924882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0HxsHOp5I/AAAAAAAAC1c/iAvbPxUbu_U/s320/PC150377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandy and Mindy. So damn sisterly right? But Mindy really have a sister called Mandy -.- LMAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281890887656657458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0LxxUl0jI/AAAAAAAAC2E/z_9OOfD4ZJg/s320/PC170379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man, here's Jason from YCMB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said I look cute. (Oh thank you, I know) He got a really cool chinese name. I super love his introduction to his chinese name lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da jia hao, wo de ming zi jiao zhuai zhuai&lt;/em&gt; (Hi, my name is fit fit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Direct translation lah duh. But funny lor. He is a showoff lor. He is a Philliphino Spanish who can speak 5 different language and play 7 instrument. Feel like smacking him lah. This is how he intro himself -.- But frankly speaking, he's a good hornist. And that makes him super horny lah ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohya, I left the camp earlier for SP concert! How noble can I be man! I even miss my own concert performance lor. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall post more pictures about Band Tutti in next post :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got alot to blog about the camp lor. So stay tuned okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHYA! SAXO WON THE ENSEMBLE! (: HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281868952508313474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SUz30-hsL4I/AAAAAAAACzE/L9uXISa0v_A/s320/PC170384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday night is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SP concert is so amazing. It is definitely worth my 12bucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you what. All the soloist are like @#$%^&amp;amp;* good can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially the saxophonist with Imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, save me! His saxo tone is so damn charming lah. *Dreamland*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third Symphony really inspired me to play well lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean if other band can do it, why cant we right? There's lots of tenor solo lor. I want play!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is such a pity that I didnt took great photos with Serybaba! SO SADDDDDDDDDDDD! She is so preetaye that day lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Third symphony. Check them out man. 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I will be back in 5 days time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3915890526318007475?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3915890526318007475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3915890526318007475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3915890526318007475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3915890526318007475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/12/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SU0MnS5OFCI/AAAAAAAAC2U/Ac_9xUqOriw/s72-c/DSC00943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-5253702272809867005</id><published>2008-12-11T22:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:26:16.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biatch life'/><title type='text'>what a biatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holiday is coming to the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont wanna go to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School is a biatch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn, I think I am having PMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like ranting at people lor. I feel so grumphy. I dunno why. I feel like so auntie man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grrrrrr. Who cares lah :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lists of biatch-things I can never understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are some people so unforgiving?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are some women's mouth so smelly? Nothing good come out for the mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are there hatred in this world? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why some people like to blog about what clothes they buy, buy what? Like gudoo lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why so many people have wishlist on their blog? To keep track or show off? God knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why people say Twilight(movie) is nice? I watch and I think Patterson is bad. I ditched him after I watch Twilight. How sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why people have underage sex? Hello, it's illegal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are people so materialistic? Buy buy buy, economic not good leh girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are some man so hairy and the hair are curly and long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are some people so perfect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why 3A guys are such smartass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why am I only 160 and people are 185?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why the Yong Tau Foo auntie give me so little when I ordered $2? She used to give me a moutain man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's so nice about Fate Of the God? Very nice meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How to write with legs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why didnt my band sing birthday song for me? I also want ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why ____ band sounds so bad?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are there only 2 months of holiday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why must Singapore secondary students have to take Cambridge paper? Why not Oxford? Or why not dont take? :D (Sound dumb, k whatever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are humans causing global warming? They dont love Mother Earth anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why SwissWind is soooo damn cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are Singapore so HOT AND WARM?! Why cant it snow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why Junwern carry purple bag?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why JC people are so different from Poly people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why Kenny G can play saxo so well and why cant I? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why girls like to camwhore and posted it on blog?! Like ________?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why cant I jumped and shot while playing tchoukball?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why my brother like Audition so much? So gay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why cant Juxiang and her husband like dont die?!?! (Applied to people who watch Nyonya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why am I such a bored?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Man, I sound so damn auntie and annoying lah. I'm feeling so pissed lor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope the tchoukball team will win tomorrow. And I am happy cos I can see Grace, WX, lex, BJ, QS tomorrow. Wkakaka, never seen them for like biatch times lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blame on my tight schedule lah. This holiday fly like biatch lah. It's damn fast lor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have yet to meet up with Huiwen/Grace/Tiewtian/Jinyang/Yuping/Felyna/Weixiang/Alex/Boonjun/Qiaosian/ex-primary school friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to give overnight chalet a miss cos I always have event the next day morning. Wtf. But I always stay for the food :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have yet to complete revision and homework(!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amaths: revison10-12, Emaths: Ex13e, Hmt: Whole TYS, Chem: Ws__(forget), Phys: Revision paper. Fcuk, many many revision haven do! Forget alot of thing liao ): Damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And since I haven completed my homework, I have to give outings with my friends a miss and bring my homework for holiday. Like wtf, do on plane -.- Stupid, what to do? I wasted one week at home doing nothing lah. Come back from Hongkong very tired, keep sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help! Life can be a biatch at times man seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-5253702272809867005?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5253702272809867005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5253702272809867005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5253702272809867005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5253702272809867005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-biatch.html' title='what a biatch'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-4707520515826866116</id><published>2008-12-08T14:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:41:43.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye, bad stuff 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzlR-SoQBI/AAAAAAAACtc/quQmzoqOTZs/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277344960313049106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzlR-SoQBI/AAAAAAAACtc/quQmzoqOTZs/s400/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 more days to 2009, I dread.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of 2009 coming in 34560 minutes already send me to pee in my pants. 34560 minutes dont seem long. You, doing your big business including wiping your backside need at least 10minutes. Unless you tell me you dont clean your backside. Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277344955810891186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzlRthOxbI/AAAAAAAACtU/C0olm7BJay8/s400/P6170168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of 2009&lt;strong&gt;(holistic GCE Ordinary level papers).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because 2009, I have to mug like super geek for the certificate. I want to finish the damn paper as soon as possible for god sake. Every teenager in Singapore have to cross this path. It is part of your future. One of the main reason of me fearing the paper is because I screw my sec3 work. I think I am a sucker. I haven touch book, I am feeling so guilty. My confidence feel like being crashed for whatever reasons. I can no longer be as positive as before. I feel like peeing in my pant now. For some reason, I feel relieved. Not trying to be supersticious or what but my deceased grandfather told me that I can enter a JC in some ways(ask me personally). What matters most is not about the can-go-JC part. It is that he actually believed that I can score well for L1R5. He believed that I can pursue my dream, making them reality. I feel closer to my dream, but somehow I am afraid. I am afraid to dream, sometimes I lose the drive in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must stop. It is time to say goodbye to the stinky negative stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277344952550476018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzlRhX4yPI/AAAAAAAACtM/2gO3F1uqE3g/s400/P6170167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up. Change the thinking and the way of living. Be fearless in your drive and take immediate, massive, repeated action and will never give up until you can live your dream. Be the main actress of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277344957089566274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzlRySFzkI/AAAAAAAACtk/yuZKhuc3Vmo/s400/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can do it, I can do it. I will prove you peeple wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277351465275829666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzrMnKnLaI/AAAAAAAACts/XR_PEmECMC8/s400/PB260214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/34741617-4707520515826866116?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/4707520515826866116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=4707520515826866116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/4707520515826866116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/4707520515826866116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-bad-stuff-08.html' title='goodbye, bad stuff 08'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STzlR-SoQBI/AAAAAAAACtc/quQmzoqOTZs/s72-c/DSC00865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1279636502151515397</id><published>2008-12-03T00:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:59:44.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, missing, searching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STVlDF1uYWI/AAAAAAAACtA/JT1XK6cMmXI/s1600-h/PB280273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275233642315932002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STVlDF1uYWI/AAAAAAAACtA/JT1XK6cMmXI/s400/PB280273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well frankly speaking, I do miss Hongkong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though I went there for many times, but it seems like this trip hold uncomparable memories to the previous trip. I miss alot of thing which I dont know how to put it to words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, got to get over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos perhap tomorrow. I'm lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I dont want Juxiang and Yamamoto Yousuke to die early in Little Nyonya. I mean is like hey c'mon is only freaking EIGHT episodes and both of them dies?! They deserved happy ending what. Tsk! What kind of bloody ending is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to protest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want them to have happy ending. Grrrrrr! It had been so long that I actually get so aggigated by drama series. Roarrrrrrrrs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1279636502151515397?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1279636502151515397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1279636502151515397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1279636502151515397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1279636502151515397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-missing-searching.html' title='Back, missing, searching'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/STVlDF1uYWI/AAAAAAAACtA/JT1XK6cMmXI/s72-c/PB280273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2477534339604644359</id><published>2008-11-22T23:31:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:11:57.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED Camp @ NgeeAnn II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, this is some photos in the past three days. Enjoys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271519652728830786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgzMcdke0I/AAAAAAAACGY/rU1zFEBiG6I/s400/vikings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in the Vikings! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271509938105587170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgqW-q5leI/AAAAAAAACBE/VgaxYL5ZIsk/s400/PB190114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Day 1 lunch. See?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LIKE WTF. Which provided KFC for lunch? You tell me. Only Red camp lor please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271509939253531778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgqXC8l1II/AAAAAAAACBM/0IL3QMQrexU/s400/PB200118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271513434362210578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgtifPb6RI/AAAAAAAACB8/69rGSGspd00/s400/PB200125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271513423311726562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgth2Ey5-I/AAAAAAAACB0/7axpPDpU6fg/s400/PB200124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271513424673459458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgth7JdTQI/AAAAAAAACBs/nZ1p85SWsrU/s400/PB200123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; You meet new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgthkWldmI/AAAAAAAACBk/7J4MZddPWyU/s1600-h/PB200122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271513418554504802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgthkWldmI/AAAAAAAACBk/7J4MZddPWyU/s400/PB200122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RED camp provided cool freebies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271509949894304322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgqXqljIkI/AAAAAAAACBU/J6wmQPmkF_4/s400/PB200120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271513416088847730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgthbKuhXI/AAAAAAAACBc/HdXmvxLBHuA/s400/PB200121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Day 2 and 3 LUNCH! omfg! See?! Good food makes happy campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514896574662722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgu3maDSEI/AAAAAAAACCM/0mdfIaaZvU8/s400/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514896550446594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgu3mURxgI/AAAAAAAACCE/p3T1aCVxEjY/s400/Photo-0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aw. See how the SLs help. They really make RED camp possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgx6ZXyRhI/AAAAAAAACFY/0oaBHj_RyQI/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271518243149989394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgx6ZXyRhI/AAAAAAAACFY/0oaBHj_RyQI/s400/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271515646171400418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgvjO31yOI/AAAAAAAACC8/7tlYkF53_IY/s400/PB210136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271518242229493634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgx6V8Un4I/AAAAAAAACFQ/XQqPtWpnoKw/s400/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514920017340754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgu49vOKVI/AAAAAAAACCk/zHl8H_XcRjs/s400/PB210132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271516551910716546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgwX9A69II/AAAAAAAACDU/zzKjntCDChw/s400/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Met new people from parts of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271515630572036210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgviUwqYHI/AAAAAAAACCs/bcet8KX1Oks/s400/PB210133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514900854937010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgu32WjFbI/AAAAAAAACCU/r5LThpO3J70/s400/PB210130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New experience. We try the drum thingy lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 396px" height="433" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/4998/n61540195110275731849ls3.jpg" width="469" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. This guy can shake like @#$%^&amp;amp;* Dont be cheated by his looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271518688817591298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgyUVnONAI/AAAAAAAACGA/lTXzv9tDnUg/s400/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ziq and Janice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271516565426685810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgwYvXYR3I/AAAAAAAACD0/sfHL750BakU/s400/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Ziqqqqqqqq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271515638534116242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgviya-E5I/AAAAAAAACC0/z1fX4X0I_20/s400/PB210134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271516558243748194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgwYUm1WWI/AAAAAAAACDs/4LowlgR9gek/s400/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt Toma pretty?! She got nice name right?! Toma! Ikuta Toma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271516548585455666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgwXwoHgDI/AAAAAAAACDc/HMu_fVmSsJA/s400/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Eugeniene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271518255804428962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgx7Ig1sqI/AAAAAAAACFw/1ys60LW1aO4/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271518248736911762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgx6uLz8ZI/AAAAAAAACFo/x3OVldbCDCw/s400/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517148146670194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgw6qKpmnI/AAAAAAAACEc/Llwkrx8JIxo/s400/IMG_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517148019108274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgw6psPKbI/AAAAAAAACEU/-3KNroojsu4/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517142270869234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgw6URv_vI/AAAAAAAACEM/WYVSvYdA1N8/s400/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517138260821106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgw6FVrhHI/AAAAAAAACEE/8Nmg1KeGf2c/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517136203895506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgw59rRUtI/AAAAAAAACD8/526oNxVIk1A/s400/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517608839537026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgxVeYY4YI/AAAAAAAACEs/C1gM-JajoEY/s400/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517604157627586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgxVM8InMI/AAAAAAAACEk/DzzhrdQ_dOo/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With all the SLs of Vikings. I forgot the name already. Opps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271518244936023650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgx6gBm_mI/AAAAAAAACFg/aleUKR6V3qI/s400/IMG_0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Oh! Look at the Apaches' mascot, Big hairy bear or something. Damn act cute right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271509932804335474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgqWq6-53I/AAAAAAAACA0/9K2-PdVMbHU/s400/DSC02713.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;And the Ninja's mascot, Hiro Namkamoomoo! He's so cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517614646801346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgxV0A8s8I/AAAAAAAACFE/lSgYFEVPplM/s400/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Met seniors too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517612230200706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgxVrAyTYI/AAAAAAAACE8/KF_c-k15SUA/s400/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Matthew, the emcee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271517609998413922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgxVisr8GI/AAAAAAAACE0/jHTtgwy61Kk/s400/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These two girls had been the best partners during the camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271515654962794770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgvjvn30RI/AAAAAAAACDM/2JFcHnYSF_s/s400/PB210138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And clubbing. WOOOOHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm definitely going for RED camp next year! I swear :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2477534339604644359?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2477534339604644359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2477534339604644359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2477534339604644359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2477534339604644359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/11/red-camp-ngeeann-ii.html' title='RED Camp @ NgeeAnn II'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SSgzMcdke0I/AAAAAAAACGY/rU1zFEBiG6I/s72-c/vikings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6281644051449988565</id><published>2008-11-22T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:13:20.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED Camp @ NgeeAnn</title><content type='html'>Wow, these three days are absolutely awesome. New friends, new experience and everything man. The bestest camp I have ever take part in. I got to club man. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;Well, photo tomorrow maybe. Got to get it from MW. (VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CLUBBED WHEN I AM 15. (V)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I mean serious clubbing with DJ scratching and dancing okay. Just that without the drink. Wow, I think I will like sneak into Zouk some other day lor. I need 2 more years to like be officially legal for clubbing. Like wtf. (roll eye) Everybody danced like whoa man. And now, my body is aching like &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp; Cos first time, you know excited. HAHAHAHHA! Well, then like shaked too much :X Oppps, the pain is really aching until I cant walk lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's 2 man. Need get some sleep cos I just recovered from my sickness. I still got hongkong trip to make leh. So yeah, ciao :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6281644051449988565?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6281644051449988565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6281644051449988565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6281644051449988565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6281644051449988565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/11/red-camp-ngeeann.html' title='RED Camp @ NgeeAnn'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-6155479129052926573</id><published>2008-11-11T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:17:03.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SRmSzFupLqI/AAAAAAAACAI/t8dsNGrWe-I/s1600-h/DSC02104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267402645595303586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SRmSzFupLqI/AAAAAAAACAI/t8dsNGrWe-I/s400/DSC02104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tomorrow baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A brand new look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6155479129052926573?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6155479129052926573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6155479129052926573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6155479129052926573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6155479129052926573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-i-shall-blog-tomorrow.html' title='hello love'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SRmSzFupLqI/AAAAAAAACAI/t8dsNGrWe-I/s72-c/DSC02104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-9078507692781188002</id><published>2008-10-27T23:47:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:34:41.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On dust, you say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbRdTaZ8I/AAAAAAAAB9s/BcVO0Xc5irY/s1600-h/DSC01899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262556520064378818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbRdTaZ8I/AAAAAAAAB9s/BcVO0Xc5irY/s400/DSC01899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262556504242981362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbQiXTCfI/AAAAAAAAB9U/bfT5qlOO9RE/s400/DSC01344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think I am normal. Afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have the long-lost urge to blog. Wow! Isit that some super goody goody news worth to be rejoiced. Blogger has not yet lost a potential and gifted and happy blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woohoo! Good heaven, God save the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway I have no idea how I found the passion back in blogger. Perhap I miss you guy too much. I have been a bad emo few weeks back. But happy kia dont die. Hahaha! I'm back again with fruity goody stuff. Awwwwww, did you guy miss me? I know you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had recently checked out Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is so much better than friendster please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Facebook is so so so frizzy interesting than the dumb stupid friendster. I am kinda lost in Facebook and yeah, I think I am getting a hook on it. Facebook have so much fun application and function than Friendster lah. And Facebook have much more decent people. *WIDE BEAM*&lt;/div&gt;&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="center"&gt;And holiday sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suck to the core please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What holiday means? You tell me. It supposed to be a breakaway from smelly shit textbook right? And now what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My holiday had turned to holistic shit weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262556510839864578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbQ68HfQI/AAAAAAAAB9c/yOpJtS7gDFA/s400/DSC03973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have almost no break in November. Yes, I'm coming back to school almost EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What to do? &lt;strong&gt;Majors is only next year.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh noooooooooooooooo! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having my Os for MT next week. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;And many many major assignment on practical. Well, two to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am having so much of revision of sec 3 work to be done within these ten weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*curses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so tiring to compromise Singapore's competitive education system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what can we do? No education in Singapore, i really dont know how you survived. Reality man, people. So kids, study hard yeah. Like me! And you will turned out like this. Wakakak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262526216912497234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQg_tlQ_6lI/AAAAAAAAB30/yXfGiwjtMcE/s400/DSC00471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of majors, I think I can peep in my pant. Time really flies and here I am, turning sixteen next year. Oh my good heaven, I am turning sixteen! Oh my goodness, I am gonna watch a NC-16 movie as soon as I turn sixteen on ninth of May. Fanbulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like this few pages back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262528441735258162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhBvFYFIDI/AAAAAAAAB38/jHXoMBjEAUI/s400/DSC06869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I am like this now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262528444716560082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhBvQe4LtI/AAAAAAAAB4E/5Ac-lDVxsnY/s400/DSC09062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262528456597561314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhBv8vh3-I/AAAAAAAAB4M/zEcl3mAWXFU/s400/DSC07616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It also means that majors is coming nearer and nearer and I am going to graduate from Jurongville, soon. Jurongville is part of the best of my fifteen years. I hope, it always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haisssssssssss! Majors, I dont like. But it is so realistic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who asked me to be born in Singapore not America instead D; So that I dont have to duel with sucky education stuff. Better off, why isnt Bill Gate my daddy? I dont even have to care about money and education this way. Craps. I am a Cheong, I live in Singapore. That's a fact that will never changed. I dont think I am migrated and stuff please. I have become a bad dreamer ever since I gotten back my EOY result. My EOY result has crushed my dream, shattered them into pieces. D; Not that serious lah, hahs! But seriously it just sucks to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I WONT GIVE UP SO EASILY! I WILL PROVE YOU PEOPLE WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262531143815270994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhEMXaKElI/AAAAAAAAB4U/buZDdoONiDE/s400/Image014+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just like this. You never believe I can actually ice-skate right? Hahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I think I find the motivation back. *WIDE GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;I shall study like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262556512122680626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbQ_t9tTI/AAAAAAAAB9k/BhLdD4IoYF8/s400/DSC00456+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a hindsight, I should have study smarter and harder for EOY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, it's okay. Next year, I'll be back. I sounded cool, dont I? Hahs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didnt know I enjoy hiking so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much so that I desire to hike from Boonlay to Pasir Ris through Park connector. Urgh, but western park(Jurong area) network is in the works. So unfair, the eastern and the coastal park connector is done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261904853058658034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQYKlch3HvI/AAAAAAAAB3U/_OVZZ2fYAIU/s400/2094475010_5e4f2b6b46_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shiter! Faster make finish the western side lah! ROAARS!&lt;br /&gt;So few years down the road, Singapore will be connected like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! Isnt that SO DAMN FREAKING COOOOOOL?! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261904843245381378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQYKk3-MZwI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ECjvzK2MC50/s400/20080705-p2fdxe878dcy6cupbxcspqhkps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So can &lt;em&gt;connect connect&lt;/em&gt; lah *accent* HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, I dont like the park near Jurong Point lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so flooded with (black)FOREIGNERS! Heheh, some sense of irony you have to figured out yourself. And the problem is &lt;strong&gt;not all the lamp posts is on&lt;/strong&gt; and make the whole park DIMMER. Those foreigner totally camouflage with the surronding at night for goodness sake. You can actually hear foreign language in the park when the park seem to be empty. Cool ar? And and and the population is rolling, more and more foreigner language huh? You might be able to pick up some simple one. Gosh, and there seems to be more males than females, making somehow dangerous for ladies to go to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not being racist or what okay? I'm just well, not happy about the park being so dark and nobody bother to tell the town council to get some people to repair the light and on it. Tsk, make the place brighter okay? Some suggestions (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, I kinda like the scenery there, during night. Just went with Qiao, Jun and Xiang some day ago. Check out the photo I took.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhI5d4r8dI/AAAAAAAAB4s/ctXYPQZCp34/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262536316694557138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhI5d4r8dI/AAAAAAAAB4s/ctXYPQZCp34/s400/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262536316201102322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhI5cDCa_I/AAAAAAAAB4k/QJLcZokC4RU/s400/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262536309130963794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhI5BtYq1I/AAAAAAAAB4c/pN8wjscQDWo/s400/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, also went hiking with Sery some days back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We walked from West Coast Park to Harbour Front okay? And we got lost 3 times, the damn map is like useless please. Hey, but we got lost in the route from west coast to clementi wood, NUS to kent ridge trail and kent ridge trail to Science park. But it is so fun lor please. In the end, our trial went smoothly from kent ridge park to vivo. See, WINNER OF THE DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I partically like Hortpark. The Hands-on house is so cool please. I super love the vending machine. Hahs! Well, the vending machine ave drinks like Marigold peel fresh Mango, Apple and Aloe Vera, Orange and Carrot hor. Cooooooooooool. Lame lah, suaku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out the picture taken that day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhMSGiAKzI/AAAAAAAAB5U/zUoCX5zV6jg/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540038457010994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhMSGiAKzI/AAAAAAAAB5U/zUoCX5zV6jg/s400/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540036771774706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhMSAQNgPI/AAAAAAAAB5M/UV9VWKDwGUc/s400/DSC01178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540035495510850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhMR7f7Q0I/AAAAAAAAB5E/m1V2KNkuD0o/s400/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540034490477602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhMR3wTrCI/AAAAAAAAB48/-vkXpBNnZIc/s400/DSC01171_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540030678281762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhMRpjaLiI/AAAAAAAAB40/994wnncQBUw/s400/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhNQuwqSoI/AAAAAAAAB50/4cCV9JxYV6g/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541114407799426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhNQuwqSoI/AAAAAAAAB50/4cCV9JxYV6g/s400/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541112334377634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhNQnCUYqI/AAAAAAAAB5s/DpOGmdEr1F4/s400/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541106964318898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhNQTB_yrI/AAAAAAAAB5k/AO89GncH-jk/s400/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541107966102850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhNQWw1zUI/AAAAAAAAB5c/VoopfnvoDlk/s400/DSC01183_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541119162478002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhNRAeQ7bI/AAAAAAAAB58/9ctqgAHAe-k/s400/PA250093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262548024643968226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhTi9ZWXOI/AAAAAAAAB6E/XJZX5BwJ8Zw/s400/PA250102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262548026165424802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhTjDEF8qI/AAAAAAAAB6M/VqgmUCSFuPc/s400/PA250111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262548038345952418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhTjwcKDKI/AAAAAAAAB6U/5SL6XjPWKdc/s400/PA250113.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhTkk4g80I/AAAAAAAAB6k/Tze2wynqJH4/s1600-h/PA250130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262548052423537474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhTkk4g80I/AAAAAAAAB6k/Tze2wynqJH4/s400/PA250130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262548044624572530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhTkH1GMHI/AAAAAAAAB6c/zjxEaobl7Fk/s400/PA250120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549371633939202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhUxXUyMwI/AAAAAAAAB6s/G8HCFqigdok/s400/PA250124.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhUzBZatXI/AAAAAAAAB7M/0HvF3xX44ws/s1600-h/PA250141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549400107529586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhUzBZatXI/AAAAAAAAB7M/0HvF3xX44ws/s400/PA250141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549397729138258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhUy4iXVlI/AAAAAAAAB7E/1_NMIpvOzTo/s400/PA250137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549389240964370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhUyY6oFRI/AAAAAAAAB68/jMWb8tlZYvE/s400/PA250132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549376378438258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhUxo_9gnI/AAAAAAAAB60/qs2z-1DEilc/s400/PA250131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262550622239526322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhV6KMZDbI/AAAAAAAAB7U/VsvMwMjEvPM/s400/PA250147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262550623550728914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhV6PFAatI/AAAAAAAAB7c/5sHbI2N9wYk/s400/PA250148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262550635479928834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhV67hJkAI/AAAAAAAAB7s/cyo0aNKfgyU/s400/PA250150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262550639725484882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhV7LVXm1I/AAAAAAAAB70/rACaTyF3MIk/s400/PA250152.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262550627208557890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhV6ctGdUI/AAAAAAAAB7k/yxH8oEc_Y18/s400/PA250149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262552556363745570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhXqvXiiSI/AAAAAAAAB78/Z2L-UVeRTaQ/s400/PA250153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262552560621824130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhXq_OvqII/AAAAAAAAB8E/eU1PFTwOpp4/s400/PA250155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262552564161402114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhXrMapVQI/AAAAAAAAB8M/ggSAg0Ks8Bg/s400/PA250156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262552577115368418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhXr8rHK-I/AAAAAAAAB8U/PtJ24yewKdg/s400/PA250160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262552579881659842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhXsG-pbcI/AAAAAAAAB8c/kawNS9g4r-8/s400/PA250162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262556498903107010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbQOeLBcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/sjNX4hNeY8c/s400/PA250164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262554129275989090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhZGS7CrGI/AAAAAAAAB8s/qP2RGFAWvnM/s400/PA250168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262554134912754466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhZGn684yI/AAAAAAAAB80/VLzu4V8ACao/s400/PA250170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262554137941502034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhZGzND6FI/AAAAAAAAB88/5KxJSsuIliA/s400/PA250172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262554141414327618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhZHAJDBUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ny1q430WWoM/s400/PA250173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed hiking. I enjoy walking through the remote stretch of road where nature embraces me. I like the greeting from the leaves and crickets. I love the way the trees grow. I love the way the leaves fall. I like the way the sun set. I like the way the sea wash off all my worries. I love nature where enable me to put off the heavy burden I am carrying everyday. Although hiking can be tiring, causing muscle cramp and ache in your body and the weather can sometimes be very unfriendly but in the end of the day, you will feel that sense of achievement and accomplishment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That feeling is truly amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you are the winner in the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262570810206095490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhoRQOsiII/AAAAAAAAB90/WaEoB_R9xXo/s400/DSC03988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about TREES! I have something to show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262570821938702258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhoR77957I/AAAAAAAAB98/X553iNO6xUs/s400/DSC00650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can you think of when speaking of TREE? Hehehe! You-know-who :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuheng's advanced birthday on 28th Oct. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may be wondering why the entry is posted on 27th right? Cos during 27th, I am doing the draft. HAHA. I actually finish the whole entry on 29th, darlings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262570835679328562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhoSvH_OTI/AAAAAAAAB-E/n75pRgTdBbg/s400/DSC00677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262570833721370530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhoSn1LJ6I/AAAAAAAAB-M/MlLTuVyAjWw/s400/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bithday boy have holy light ar? This is Andy's photography skill eh. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivo is pretty at dust. I cant help but falling into love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262570841032936210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhoTDEYyxI/AAAAAAAAB-U/FVzTkCj77bE/s400/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262573308878249202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhqisgj3PI/AAAAAAAAB-s/GsRdti0SsVc/s400/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262573309040671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhqitHSPLI/AAAAAAAAB-k/oUPZwwKddxA/s400/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262573297381694306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhqiBrkW2I/AAAAAAAAB-c/8WNuwBNQ110/s400/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I swear I didnt edit any of the picture okay?&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, does anyone wanna hire me as part-time photographers? Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey I do wanna learn photography okay? So I could be like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262579753880046354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhwZ2AuyxI/AAAAAAAAB_c/RFeuRLUHU-8/s400/12042008536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cool isit? I always wanna a boyfriend that learn photography. Well, that's so kinda drama huh. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recalling back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It happened on Promotion Day, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went Kinokuniya with mum to clear the voucher I won last year. So I came across this book called Twilight. It seems interesting as loads of my classmates are reading that book, well that series. So I decided to buy that book cos in anyway, it is purchased by a voucher. It wont hurt so much if the book is not nice cos it is not my money. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I bought it and read it on that particular day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book is so damn addictive and soon I finished the book within 3 days I think. As soon as I finished, I felt sense of emptiness. I immediately went to borrow the second series, New moon. And I was searching for spoiler alert for the following series. and I accidentally discovered that the storybook Twilight is FLIMMED into a movie called Twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my gosh, it is like a fairytale come true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell in love with Edward Cullen. *dreamy eye*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will you be shocked/happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just fall in love with this book, and you get to watch the live version in 50 more days.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH, YOU ARE SO NOT GONNA BELIEVE IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img126.imageshack.us/img126/1585/thtwilightxa5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img126.imageshack.us/img126/7240/twilightbigteaserposteryx3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE YOU GONNA BELIEVE IT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH, HELP! SAVEEEEEEEEE ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, read Twilight and follow up the series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's fucking nice okay? You will regret if you dont read and I'm serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Edward! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the first time I fall in love with fictional STORYBOOK character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way Stephenie Meyer describe Edward is really oh my god that make every girls want him. Hot vampire! *lick* Damn it! AHHHHHHHHH! But the movie is gonna come out on 18th December in Singapore. 50 days more D; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I watch the trailer for now. Hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=44287812"&gt;Twilight Trailer in HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=44287812,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=44287812,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got some scene shots from net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262577533623636562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhuYm6WklI/AAAAAAAAB_U/-uZTLEqaxvA/s400/twilight-times-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262577531017556162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhuYdNA8MI/AAAAAAAAB_M/tVfQho3WXXo/s400/img-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262577520779157202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhuX3D_XtI/AAAAAAAAB_E/XNp_nHP26IA/s400/Twilight4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262577519668928754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhuXy7SoPI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Ru7_bz6CWzQ/s400/9661_1893106955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262577516604010674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhuXngjsLI/AAAAAAAAB-0/IsAOsx-05k0/s400/258171_22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH. I WANT EDWARD D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got many many shopping to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me keep track yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NUM bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stussy Backpack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comme Des Garcon PLAY series Tshirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAP basics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fox Sweater&lt;br /&gt;Bucket belt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanae Mori Vinatge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW! I think it is the longest post I ever post. So read okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-9078507692781188002?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/9078507692781188002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=9078507692781188002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/9078507692781188002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/9078507692781188002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/10/know-mandy-better.html' title='On dust, you say'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SQhbRdTaZ8I/AAAAAAAAB9s/BcVO0Xc5irY/s72-c/DSC01899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-5959660997787474238</id><published>2008-10-22T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:50:57.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come to me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP87XsRhwVI/AAAAAAAAB2s/QQwcONWiUVo/s1600-h/new-moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988167999734098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP87XsRhwVI/AAAAAAAAB2s/QQwcONWiUVo/s400/new-moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP84XZBZbfI/AAAAAAAAB2k/zhtqbr9dhxg/s1600-h/12137067378d1269c6aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259984864296922610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP84XZBZbfI/AAAAAAAAB2k/zhtqbr9dhxg/s400/12137067378d1269c6aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259984090688087426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP83qXGrZYI/AAAAAAAAB2U/bDtW300SpnA/s400/96-20081013232341Usd.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259984094741877618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP83qmNLU3I/AAAAAAAAB2c/MLaLIU5qIBY/s400/00e6_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tell me is not nice please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Or money drop from heaven please D;&lt;/span&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/34741617-5959660997787474238?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5959660997787474238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5959660997787474238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5959660997787474238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5959660997787474238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/10/tell-me-is-not-nice-please-or-money.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SP87XsRhwVI/AAAAAAAAB2s/QQwcONWiUVo/s72-c/new-moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1777785289687126372</id><published>2008-10-20T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:26:35.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired.'/><title type='text'>I'm tired, really                tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Save me pleeeeeeeeease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the first time I am having this kind of feeling. Some weird feeling I dont know how to express it with words. I am not looking forward for tomorrow. I dont know why. I think I am breaking down. This is the first time I feel really tired and exhausted. I dread tomorrow. I dread Sec4 more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Urgh, I am bad in expressing myself through words. I dont know what to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Event &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OBS Outing meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OBS actual outing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O level MT preparation class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry SPA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Physics SPA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Endless band practices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ngee Ann RED Camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remedial class(es)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Revision work for sec3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Practice physics and amaths like shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finish homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1777785289687126372?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1777785289687126372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1777785289687126372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1777785289687126372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1777785289687126372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-tired-really-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired, really                tired'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-8202285084783539349</id><published>2008-10-18T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:24:55.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shit.'/><title type='text'>Oh, damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wanna know my result, I will ask you to go and eat shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall, I think my EOY result sucks, even my Emaths sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fail 2 subjects. Expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I will get into Sec4 Express, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, something to be relieved for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now there's O level MT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and O level Science Practical Assignment(SPA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this is my Os. What to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to Hongkong with JVCB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Factory warehouse = SHIOKA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont feel like continuning the entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I delete my blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I will sooner or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Band is boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am tired of playing eagle bend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am tired of blogging too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to stay back almost everyday next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is my Os that I'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aint any kidding matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, I heard that the sec2s had to buy their own OBS tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha, abit wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, bye. Tired. View my previous entry ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-8202285084783539349?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8202285084783539349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8202285084783539349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8202285084783539349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8202285084783539349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-damn.html' title='Oh, damn.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-2990728201228780945</id><published>2008-10-13T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:23:00.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go die'/><title type='text'>I dont exist. My heart wont break. That's what you think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you think I can take jokes, you are very wrong dude. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I might not be angry because I give face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seems to be okay because I dont want things to go awkward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything has its limit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a human, I do have feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I might be nice to bully, but dont overdo it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please, dont treat it like my heart wont break.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well as you can see, I dont really have a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Due to some insensitive people. Humph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets kick it aside. Dont feel like talking about it anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, they wont feel it. Like I said, they are insensitive people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I think the term 'people' is somehow inappropriate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think 'creature' is the best word. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, I tried ice-skating for the first time in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can walk on the ice. Well, something to applause for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have proof yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256657717292419410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SPNmV8kHyVI/AAAAAAAAB2E/EdFUFeUFFm0/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hahs. I fell down. It's fugly can. Luckily I got my safety pant :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, enough. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2990728201228780945?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2990728201228780945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2990728201228780945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2990728201228780945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2990728201228780945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-mean-to-exist-my-heart-wont.html' title='I dont exist. My heart wont break. That&apos;s what you think.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SPNmV8kHyVI/AAAAAAAAB2E/EdFUFeUFFm0/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8875097609845231314</id><published>2008-10-12T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:42:13.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yozzie. Back in popular demand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh, I have no more sense of blogging seriously. Gosh, I dont feel like blogging. Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp! I have considered to close down my blog eh. Hmmmm, but think. If I shut my blog, there'll be a mass loss of water(tears) because YOU love my blog. If I close down, you'll be sad. And if you are sad, you'll cry. Hahahah, very funny. I have no idea what I'm talking about lah seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think EOY had severely damaged my brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna pass Amaths and Physics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want get &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; grade for Emaths, Biology, Chemistry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English, Combined Humanities and Hmt ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I wanna no more EOY. Give me a break man, buggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday is best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhap tomorrow will be better? It's Alex's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are planning to bake Alex to a cake. Dump flour, eggs and water on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best. Teeeeeeheeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm lazy to post picture lah. Tsk. Hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm having plenty of activities during the holiday okay? I'm busy hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna walk a trial from Boonlay to Pasir Ris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh serious hor. Maybe not walking. Cycling maybe? Through Park connector?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm exploring Pulau Ubin and Buket Timah reserve(again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna research China history(long lost passion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like trying out freestyle and Rnb. Perhap locking and popping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna team up with Yuheng to beat Huibin in badminton.(urgh, that bugger)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am gonna chiong buffet with Qiaosian. Hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want picnic in Botanic Garden. How romantic eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am looking forward to the two chalets. Mahjong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will master all NQMM song on accoustic guitar. Tough bodoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will buy books from Kinokuniya to clear my vouchers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss vivo and Sensota. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've long to play a march of pool with Lim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want chiong drama with Tay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am gonna shop til crazy with my financial support, mummy ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's still alot more. I just cant keep on typing to tell you what I wanna do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later you copy how? Cheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough, off to my hottie Jang. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-8875097609845231314?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8875097609845231314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8875097609845231314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8875097609845231314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8875097609845231314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/10/best.html' title='best'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-7424375845776159834</id><published>2008-09-18T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:04:34.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SNIvPSbLCmI/AAAAAAAAB10/dTxb5RstN4I/s1600-h/DSC00806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247308455530400354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SNIvPSbLCmI/AAAAAAAAB10/dTxb5RstN4I/s400/DSC00806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;On hiatus.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to End-Of Year Examination 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meanwhile, tag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, good people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will be backed with good stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mandy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-7424375845776159834?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/7424375845776159834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=7424375845776159834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7424375845776159834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7424375845776159834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-hiatus.html' title='22 more days'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SNIvPSbLCmI/AAAAAAAAB10/dTxb5RstN4I/s72-c/DSC00806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8792085333893178182</id><published>2008-09-05T22:13:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:44:58.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me no like. Thank to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242548754849401266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFGUPp3CbI/AAAAAAAAB1c/mU407tycIqo/s400/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I snipped my hair on thusday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you spot the difference? I think I look neater and less snoppish now. Oh, isit great? This is what teachers love to see yo. And some people who are blinded cant see the difference ): I mean is like so freaking oblivious please. The fringe please. THE FRINGGGGGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They broke my heart D; (Hahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242548755312213330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFGURYM_VI/AAAAAAAAB1s/r2VEB-UMyc4/s400/ftly_ep_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently got addicted to Fated to love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awwwwwww. It is really very sweet. But I still find the storyline lame. Well not bad, it still captures my attention. Hmmmm more of episode 14 onward :D Fate is really something amazing isit? When you are meant for each other, you are destined to be together no matter what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heart melt manzxz. I want a boyfriend like Ji Chun Xi. Oh yeah, shut up (rolls eye)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheer baby, I had watched Hana Dori Dango FINAL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woooohoooooooo. Domyomji and Makino are really meant for each other please. I actually fell asleep during one part. Hehehehe. I wont fell asleep if that part is interesting please. The last part is rather sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet. Awwwwwwww. Domyomji is so cute please, I mean his reaction and the way he do things. But I like Rui more. (smile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242547088221086258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFEzO-tIjI/AAAAAAAAB00/r0dINcEs6RM/s400/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242547091930693794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFEzczJQKI/AAAAAAAAB08/5AiJQo7Wokw/s400/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242547093410792610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFEziUBxKI/AAAAAAAAB1E/8RybCTSEBeQ/s400/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242547100096983954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFEz7OI85I/AAAAAAAAB1U/ARM5DesNyMQ/s400/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/84c41a29017c9b3f7e66f9525fa2267f.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/753b0bf976c5150b8b055ae8fac8035d.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/5544ce6d2828d8da8d1ef8fb7976de29.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/055c436648bd552a8aaf4bcf2abd05d2.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/8910c41d39422d7eb067481a969c3947.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends are like sunshine to me. They will never walk away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I love them very much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/999b8a678da74a42a45a28680ffca9c5.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am such a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven touched my homework yet and I am only left with 2 days. Literally 1 because my dad is gonna bring me out for some stupid gathering tomorrow. He will kp me if I dont go D; Urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like dumping my homework into the dustbin or burn them into ashes so I dont see them ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who on earth like homework? Fine, some freaking pervertic people like you-know-who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never like short holiday -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242547092826583714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFEzgIvcqI/AAAAAAAAB1M/BTWooZUZcZE/s400/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, this could perhap the last entry for this month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dont be sad, baby. Reason being, EOY is creeping nearer and nearer. I have to revise my works. Basically I didnt do much revision this holiday so I really need to catch up ALOTTTTT. Therefore, I dont think I have time to blog please. I wanna my L1R5 to be 13 and below so I need to work hard. I got to keep going. I know I can do it if I did pretty well for my CA2. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will try my best to resist the temptation of the seductive CPU. So dont be upset if you read this post for thousand times. You have to. I love you, my humble fans. (L)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blame the person who come up with E-X-A-M-I-N-A-T-I-O-N/T-E-S-T!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will certainly bite their head off/slaughter them/mince them into pieces if they are still alive. Tests are not always the BEST way to define or identify smart people for goodness sake. Tests are purely useless paper where people wrote down what they memorise. Please, is this what you alled intelligence?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I shall discover a new way to define intelligence without TESTS one day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end off with this video. My instrutor o.o He is playing the alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57dW_r06rPM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57dW_r06rPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-8792085333893178182?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8792085333893178182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8792085333893178182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8792085333893178182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8792085333893178182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-no-like-thank-to-you.html' title='Me no like. Thank to you'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SMFGUPp3CbI/AAAAAAAAB1c/mU407tycIqo/s72-c/DSC00796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-4346207972348395715</id><published>2008-09-01T08:55:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:55:48.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity runs wild tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I POST THIS ENTRY ON2ND SEPTEMBER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854419912020306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtBU-JkUVI/AAAAAAAABqQ/-M03dOT6Jp0/s400/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not really please. I go back to school mostly yesterday lor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah. I got back from report card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I did well but there's still rooms for BIG improvement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna L1R5 for 10! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will work hard for it, I am just few points away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857064283987218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtDu5M-XRI/AAAAAAAABtI/F7aptUuvy_c/s400/DSC00728.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I swear I wanted to blog days ago. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I am recently busy or rather obsessed in drama series. Haha, my brother had been accompaning me for this drama marathon for 4 days. And I have finished &lt;em&gt;HYD2&lt;/em&gt; and halfway through &lt;em&gt;Fated to love you. HYD2&lt;/em&gt; is well not bad, I dont really have comment on it as the ending is expected&lt;em&gt;. Fated to love you&lt;/em&gt; is abit ridiculous and yet hilarious. The storyline is kinda weird yeah but the actors really put it well. Ethan Ruan is sooooooo cute but I think I like Japanese guy more. Oh yeah, I have received my books! Happppppppy ;DDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241090571078613122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwYGxzKOII/AAAAAAAAByg/3PezZn6Bazs/s400/DSC00772.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I really have much fun in this few days. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have never felt so relaxed during term3. I love my friends and of course not forgetting my family. Thank for painting my life up with colours. I guess I can never be so happy without you guy. I think my love tank is SOOOOO fulled up that I dont even need a boyfriend now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remind me of Candice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Candice is greeeaat. She make me realised many many many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was her last session with us last thursay D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857068434753170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtDvIqmBpI/AAAAAAAABtQ/iWrOFTVqhIo/s400/DSC04329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240861756028647474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtH__UEeDI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wkZl-Z7EgBs/s400/Imageoe003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Candice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you rocks. I learn alot from you. Your wishes have came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854422039325250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtBVGEwakI/AAAAAAAABqg/aaRBaxO_VM4/s400/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Teachers' day celebration is so damn paaaaaatheticcccccC!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My school hall's celling has collapsed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, it is meant to be kept as secret and not revealed but now it seems like the WHOLE school even the seniors know about it. And so, we ended up having the concert at the concourse which they think it is enough to hold 1000 peoples including teachers and ex-members. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Excluding that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The sound system is so poor. People at the back cannot see. Making so much of fucking noise making the whole concert WORSE. DISASTEROUS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In other word, it sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am not here to be mean. It's the truth yo. But I really appreciated those performers and the organisers.I'm serious. Thank you for putting those efforts into the concert. Thank you. Jiekang and Huimin are sitting beside me. Thank to them, I didnt fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwoWiEvtTI/AAAAAAAABzI/eULBrFIyfrg/s1600-h/DSC00686+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241108433921357106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwoWiEvtTI/AAAAAAAABzI/eULBrFIyfrg/s400/DSC00686+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241108437581269506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwoWvtVigI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Ch4Y86_-wcg/s400/DSC01559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241108439326058818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwoW2NU6UI/AAAAAAAABzY/stpSZE3gZH4/s400/DSC02740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241108445299891362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwoXMdmXKI/AAAAAAAABzg/Iv__74uBph0/s400/DSC02741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241108446897779506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwoXSakMzI/AAAAAAAABzo/hbGG18y877I/s400/DSC02755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kbox is fug fun. Grace+Mandy+Tiewtian+Hilary= crazybitchesthatrockyourassout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weixiang is an idiot but an adorable one. (cross fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is scammed to some boring activitites organised by RC and the worst things is he, a victim invited us to join him and we become victims too. Me, Quanjie and alex are victims of that day. Okay lah, we becomes the victims WILLINGLY lah. We didnt know the thing is so freaking boring. (some F1 stuff) When the thing ended, we decided to go our own way. Fun bodoh. Quanjie is still the sex. He is the rocker of that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFKIu437I/AAAAAAAABtY/yQV93qczFQY/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240858631820861362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFKIu437I/AAAAAAAABtY/yQV93qczFQY/s400/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859570565724274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGAx1GuHI/AAAAAAAABuY/shSYuT6PePI/s400/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240858680580144066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFM-YAe8I/AAAAAAAABt4/hA6n_3aMcRM/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFKaHe6II/AAAAAAAABtg/sw-0fl2kPoo/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240858636487420034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFKaHe6II/AAAAAAAABtg/sw-0fl2kPoo/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFKrdUVKI/AAAAAAAABto/WUY3GuMGO0w/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240858641142404258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFKrdUVKI/AAAAAAAABto/WUY3GuMGO0w/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860398250912226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGw9MoaeI/AAAAAAAABu4/r5k_aXQ4i44/s400/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859562876211666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGAVLyEdI/AAAAAAAABuI/JhJ5r77C1_8/s400/Image005+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860394330029922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGwul0f2I/AAAAAAAABuo/l1vf8Tgn2U8/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGw_4oRZI/AAAAAAAABuw/YlTlqBrhJPE/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860398972323218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGw_4oRZI/AAAAAAAABuw/YlTlqBrhJPE/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855193114368386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCB-jX2YI/AAAAAAAABrI/-UbklvYwD54/s400/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857053332378274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtDuQZ6EqI/AAAAAAAABsw/LcWKjDqegYQ/s400/DSC00721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240856056849031634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCz46sz4I/AAAAAAAABsI/eN0pF-0TJes/s400/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855685443111026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeonsSHI/AAAAAAAABr4/yxNJfpobVeA/s400/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeUOgwUI/AAAAAAAABrw/zLBUNnsGYy8/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855679968788802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeUOgwUI/AAAAAAAABrw/zLBUNnsGYy8/s400/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855691353878066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCe-o7bjI/AAAAAAAABsA/k8wBgY_g4sk/s400/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGxCntq1I/AAAAAAAABvA/_1WbfGx87sE/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860399706680146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGxCntq1I/AAAAAAAABvA/_1WbfGx87sE/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGxeak0HI/AAAAAAAABvI/i2NMLg7AM6E/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240860407167766642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGxeak0HI/AAAAAAAABvI/i2NMLg7AM6E/s400/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859569997909378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtGAvtujYI/AAAAAAAABuQ/XQnGgW682nE/s400/Image005+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240858674538526466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtFMn3ktwI/AAAAAAAABtw/9RoonNrlyqA/s400/Image004+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeZ3gO2I/AAAAAAAABrg/4t8AKdY57OY/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855681482898274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeZ3gO2I/AAAAAAAABrg/4t8AKdY57OY/s400/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeRd_bEI/AAAAAAAABro/Wx9xwmFEX2w/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855679228406850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCeRd_bEI/AAAAAAAABro/Wx9xwmFEX2w/s400/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855195042622610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCCFvGrJI/AAAAAAAABrY/EpF_E2Rmcjo/s400/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855196818502866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCCMWgdNI/AAAAAAAABrQ/fTjV-9Um1yU/s400/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855190677458562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCB1eXjoI/AAAAAAAABrA/MMAOlMMkbVI/s400/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240855191695761346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtCB5RJn8I/AAAAAAAABq4/7B0WBAWrS3Q/s400/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854424312166642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtBVOipOPI/AAAAAAAABqo/rsKdaYQq7vU/s400/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854420961247570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtBVCDuQVI/AAAAAAAABqw/0gXuD-5iFE4/s400/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Had fun with those guy friends. Kinda miss sec2 life too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glo for youth concert is greeeeatttttttt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went with Grace, Tiewtian, Anginn and Estelle.&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK PHOTO WITH SAW LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;Well, only with Lucky. He is so damn tall and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE TOUCHES ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder only please and I lean super close to him. You know, purposely (Evil grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still abit sad.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take photo with Jimmy D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241091007078412434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwYgKBnMJI/AAAAAAAABzA/sx1SqMncWpQ/s400/DSC00466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241087999206411474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwVxE1CzNI/AAAAAAAABwI/T4y2TWA-gr4/s400/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Not bad lah, you qian tu. Roflmao. Local bands are not bad okay? The vocal of 10 minutes late is hot :D I went to the concert because of Sawloser so I took picture of them only. We ended up like bimbos talking about hot guy. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWr4FbgvI/AAAAAAAABxA/25doIAl0ifw/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241089009397760754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWr4FbgvI/AAAAAAAABxA/25doIAl0ifw/s400/DSC00749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088006046204994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwVxeTxxEI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-J51c_WSWgg/s400/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088627116886114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWVn-kSGI/AAAAAAAABwY/dIjA6RuCaXo/s400/DSC00741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088624978290226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWVgAr5jI/AAAAAAAABwg/D_Q4Y3JtQko/s400/DSC00742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088633036154386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWV-B1JhI/AAAAAAAABwo/RQP_U11jh_o/s400/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088631803973554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWV5cDj7I/AAAAAAAABww/L0unAa5Vy5M/s400/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088634706697474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWWEQHnQI/AAAAAAAABw4/XNBMQ0ot29Q/s400/DSC00747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241091003980708050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwYf-fD-NI/AAAAAAAABy4/0saUQdddPew/s400/DSC00465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241089013596839490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWsHukXkI/AAAAAAAABxQ/5fmzjS4h1dA/s400/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241089017394623986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWsV4B9fI/AAAAAAAABxY/7BxZXvYRUbE/s400/DSC00757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241089015170664690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwWsNlzCPI/AAAAAAAABxI/RKlqsH9rVck/s400/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwVw4FzSXI/AAAAAAAABwA/UeaaGiywseM/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241087995787037042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwVw4FzSXI/AAAAAAAABwA/UeaaGiywseM/s400/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241087991831508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwVwpWutkI/AAAAAAAABvw/1A8qFSWnbj0/s400/DSC00730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241090583249200786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwYHfI2ppI/AAAAAAAAByw/K2ZKSmxDTiU/s400/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241379974665086498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fUSLCJiI/AAAAAAAAB0I/3sGzfdrMxR4/s400/DSC00440.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Anyway before that, we went to Heerens to watch Boyslikegirls.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, no comment for this because I am not really a fan of BLG. But I cant deny, their songs are nice. Estelle and Jowynn are crazy. Hahahahaahah!&lt;br /&gt;I like Arctic Monkey more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241089581330413298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwXNKszNvI/AAAAAAAAByA/g7JIYaQ7uQ8/s400/DSC00763.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0dphEognI/AAAAAAAABzw/r5QP8DgULKU/s1600-h/DSC05132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241378140418769522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0dphEognI/AAAAAAAABzw/r5QP8DgULKU/s400/DSC05132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0dpoo7nGI/AAAAAAAABz4/yT1zYsyLvoY/s1600-h/DSC05135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241378142450064482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0dpoo7nGI/AAAAAAAABz4/yT1zYsyLvoY/s400/DSC05135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241378152850214802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0dqPYhT5I/AAAAAAAAB0A/vcuen0l17eo/s400/DSC05140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241090574505203282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwYG-kH1lI/AAAAAAAAByY/niA3hd_bxWA/s400/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241090566910156882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLwYGiRUoFI/AAAAAAAAByQ/_747IbuPbK0/s400/DSC00765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fUj-THDI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/550uU3q2EnA/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241379979443510322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fUj-THDI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/550uU3q2EnA/s400/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fUrcZqhI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/QDdI2o7EjIM/s1600-h/DSC00785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241379981448817170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fUrcZqhI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/QDdI2o7EjIM/s400/DSC00785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fU-3LD4I/AAAAAAAAB0g/qpI3BnltNvY/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241379986661379970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fU-3LD4I/AAAAAAAAB0g/qpI3BnltNvY/s400/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241379985415254482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SL0fU6OEsdI/AAAAAAAAB0o/FAqnRi78bQI/s400/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tchoukball is fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I like the training session with the guys even though they played freakingly rough. Well, it's abit scary when they play rough. And I injuried my finger D; Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want mummy to come home quicky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That fucker called Wilson Cheong seriously sucks to the core. I hate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-4346207972348395715?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/4346207972348395715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=4346207972348395715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/4346207972348395715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/4346207972348395715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/09/insanity-runs-wild-tonight.html' title='Insanity runs wild tonight'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLtBU-JkUVI/AAAAAAAABqQ/-M03dOT6Jp0/s72-c/DSC00678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3875136229670189442</id><published>2008-08-27T21:59:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:15:47.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be the sun and you'll be the flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239223761555352914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLV2QKZK7VI/AAAAAAAABpg/m-_sxW2-Ka0/s400/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;you can go eat shit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239223753701793346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLV2PtIvHkI/AAAAAAAABpY/tj1aLn87PhE/s400/th_Picture11795.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Did I mention that I want scene girls' hair? Yeaaaaa, I want their hair can? So !#$%^&amp;amp;*(&amp;amp;*() THICKKKKKKKK and coooool. And most scene hair are &lt;em&gt;Angmohs. &lt;/em&gt;I really wonder what they eat to make their hair so fishingly THICKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! &lt;em&gt;I think is fake hair lor&lt;/em&gt; where they stick people's hair on their head. Rofl. I think people who extend their hair are dumb people. Cant you wait for your hair to grow longer? Okay fine, you cant and that's why you go for extension. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Holidays is just few days away and I'm offically in (very)holiday mood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did no homework, touched no books and see no books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am very proud of myself. Homeworks will kept piling until Friday, I hope. I got so many things to do. Ahhhhhhh, researchs on youth and environment, planning of OBS outing. There's extraaass lesson during the holiday but I think is okay lah. I think I have to come back for four days out of nine days of holidays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like to come back to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have regarded JVS as my second home. I mean beside home, where you spend mostly your days in? School right? Like duhh. Dont come and tell me oh I spend most of my days going shopping in town, bimbos. Tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School can be so damn interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really enjoy secondary three life although it's stressful but I made lots of friends who came from different classes last year. Hahahahaha, Junrong told me most of his friends know me(proud eh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think there's more people reading Low Kay Hwa's book. His story is all set in Singapore and he targets his story more into teenagers. No wonder his story is so popular among the teenager. Okay fine, some JVSian in JVS. Some people dont support local author. O.o! Can you imagine? Guys like Weixiang and Jiajun are reading this type of books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239203142234961186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLVjf9cGdSI/AAAAAAAABpI/rVO-3Y3dQSM/s400/Ibelieveyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just finished reading &lt;em&gt;I Believe You&lt;/em&gt;. Two times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that book can actually bring me to tears, yes for your information it is my first time crying after reading books. How amazing can that be. I mean it is very touching or rather romantic. You can see from the book cover right? The girl is not that pretty lah. I think I can substitute her and increased the sale of the book LORRRRRRRRR. Fine, go away and laugh your ass out so I am laughing my ass out now. Hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wished my boyfriend will be like Jacky(the main character)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay fine, shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, it is about this two people, Jacky and Joanna. Both are students from NJC. Wow -.- Both of them have a secret. Joanna believed that she has a &lt;em&gt;curse&lt;/em&gt;. She have &lt;em&gt;cursed&lt;/em&gt; her parent to death and friend to lose her boyfriend. Amazing uh. And that's why she is unfriendly and dont make friends with anyone expect Landy, her best friend who she tell everything to. Jacky is a ideal Prince Charming. Talled, tanned, humourous, happy-go-lucky, crack stupid joke that makes one day. I mean all girls will fall for this type of guy what. Fine, ME. He too have a secret, I am not revealing :D And they met and typical love story line come lah. The boy help the girl, then many many obstacles came, then they brave everything through and blah blah blah. They lived happily ever after. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got some extract from some chapters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jacky released me gently and took tissue paper to wipe off my tears. “Remember this. If you ever need me and I’m not around, just wait for me. Because I’ll always be here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I am just like the sun and you the flower. I’ll provide sunlight for you to blossom. Sometimes, clouds will prevent me from reaching you. But you’ll know that I’m always trying to reach you. Just wait for the clouds to clear if you can’t receive my sunlight.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OKAY, extracts from one chapter. This is my favourite part of the story. Hahahaha. Feel falling in love eh. Bullshit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Typical lah, you might not see the reason reading it. And that's your problem lah. I think it is a story worth reading. It is definitely better than some other local authors like James Lee(Opps, no offend) There are many other nice story written by Low Kay Hwa. Quite alot of people bought book from goodybooks.com. And I bought mine as well. Feel free to visit goodybooks.com to check out more. You can get to read the first few chapters for free. No worrys, I am not paid to advertise for them although I wished I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grace is annoyed. Hahahaha. Because I am too obsessed with the book :D Next!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239211705101496274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="280" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLVrSYmkr9I/AAAAAAAABpQ/4U0-5tFa0sY/s400/img_boysover.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this on bus while coming to school. Omg, you can imagine how excited I was. On bus somemore. When I reached school, it happened that Mianwoon wanna tell me about it and I also wanna tell her about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we both go, " &lt;em&gt;Hana Yori Dango Final chu liao leh!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rofl. Grace is again so annoyed. Becuase I am again too obsessed with HYD final. I dont care, I am gonna to watch it on 4 September. I must watch it. Diedie also must watch. I got to finish HYD2 remaining episode first. Urgh. I haven finish HYD2. I know the movie is HYD &lt;em&gt;Final&lt;/em&gt; and it started off with the ending of HYD2. SO I MUST FINISH HYD2! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MUST FINISH HYD2!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I am still blogging eh. How ironically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hanadan-final.jp/index.html"&gt;http://www.hanadan-final.jp/index.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click this to find out more but I doubt you can as it is all in Japanese. What the hell -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I watched Mario today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like what the hell, I thought I was imagining. He came for Sec2 OBS briefing. I was so freaking excited when I saw him and I shouted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"MARIOOOOOOOOOO!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He went,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hi, Mandy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why the heck you come here?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, brief the sec 2 lah. Still remember my MSN?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Of course, mathandsome right?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we laughed like crazy. Can you believe it? Mario is a father of 3 babies. O.o! Okay, I think I forgot to introduce who is Mario. Maro is my OBS instuctor, the super crappy guy. But he rocks kays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Physics is crap. I score 15. What the fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never like Physics THEORY. Theory is dumb, I never study theory and ended up like a freaking loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohyes, Momma is going to China tomorrow until next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so gonna to miss her and I mean it. Okay fine, abit ironical lah. But yes, I will miss her. I am not a human if I dont right? She promised to get me nice racerbacks from Crocodile. Yea, I think I wont get so many of nagging if I come home late. Yupppeeeey! Okay lah, my dad do nag alot. Sometimes, more than a woman. Hahahaha. I will miss mummy, I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Candice's session is always so enlightening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learn something out of every session of hers. Yeahhhhhh, cried during the session, the last part, It is so touching when people define what is love to them. Different people have different ways to feel loved and defined love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is when someone bothers to go through shit with you, pull you out of the shithole and dont mind getting shit themself. It is when someone bothers to pull you back into the right path, bother to correct you and never give up on you. Yes indeed like what Candice said, I'm lucky. To have such a people with me. And they are my parents. I can never get this far without their supports and encouragements. Although there are times when things really get out of hand, they still believe in you and choose not to give up on you. This is how I define love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU, DADDY AND MUMMY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I think I am gonna cry soon. I look pathetic when I cried so yes, I shall stop here. Byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3875136229670189442?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3875136229670189442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3875136229670189442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3875136229670189442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3875136229670189442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/ill-be-sun-and-youll-be-flower.html' title='I&apos;ll be the sun and you&apos;ll be the flower'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SLV2QKZK7VI/AAAAAAAABpg/m-_sxW2-Ka0/s72-c/DSC00676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6404228279378525274</id><published>2008-08-22T19:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T02:06:53.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy will turn real mad, one day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237317027334269410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK6wFn5dKeI/AAAAAAAABn4/5F2A8EUqVQo/s400/DSC02425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One week ago at millenmium walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237317022726030146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK6wFWuxA0I/AAAAAAAABno/S4ZxFjR33-k/s400/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I think I cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237317023852349010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK6wFa7TRlI/AAAAAAAABnw/05YvdZVFuaE/s400/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;New spec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237317018235189506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK6wFGAEOQI/AAAAAAAABng/M11mzuqxzbA/s400/DSC01413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/21c26c5fcb4f93171a1fba5828c22292.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="make avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic3/b8d1ae70a8a241730638ef28dd5dd9e5.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realised one of the shoot mode is burst not long ago ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three consecutive days of tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just simply means three days of burning midnight oil, four days of eating books and killing brain cells, five days of exhaustion. Yes, I am tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am very very very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will stay strong. I must stay strong. I can do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realised Olymipics is ending soon. Yes, I'm very into Olymipics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How sad, I'm looking forward for the closing ceromony. I cursed myself for snoring away during the opening ceromony. I think I saw til the kungfu part and I went to lalaland. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237401867630166114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK79P-oQQGI/AAAAAAAABoY/ixbrTseB5SU/s400/fullgetty71596082gn014_usa_brazil_1_24_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237401874712972818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK79QZA7ThI/AAAAAAAABoo/DPJubLMSpXU/s400/us-versus-germany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237401872380886930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK79QQU6f5I/AAAAAAAABog/0-tUaivznNo/s400/liu-xiang-beijing-2008-olympics-china.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yihao, Grace and me were crazy over NBA.&lt;br /&gt;I never know I can get so crazily in love with basketball. Blacks are so so damn zai. Kobe Bryant and Lebrons James are so freaking damn cool, when they slamdunk. I know tree cant do it. I want Liuxiang to run the 100m hurdle ): He look kinda hot in some ways. Sinagpore won its second medal, after 48 years. And please, I dont care if they are from China. What I know is they train freak hard to do us, Singaporean proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Eagle bend is nice. And I have alot of melody, more than Alto :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like band. It is like so long ever since I felt excited to go for practices. I think everyone like the piece. It is my playlist's hotsong yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just finished watching Money not enough 2 with Daddy, Mummy and Didi. It is very touching. I cried like shit. Cherish whatever you have now. You should watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeaaaaaaaaa, Holiday are coming! Finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna get my report card. Daddy and Mummy are very proud of me. I mean it is like decades ever since they praised me. I still remember how I flunk my MYE. I wont let my parents down anymore. I am gonna make them proud. And I will. I will never give up so easily. Daddy will get me an Everlast canva and NUM bag for my effort next week. Wakaka, I am more movitated now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urgh, I am tired. I shall blog again. Perhap next week. Dunno :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/34741617-6404228279378525274?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6404228279378525274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6404228279378525274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6404228279378525274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6404228279378525274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/mandy-will-turn-real-mad-one-day.html' title='Mandy will turn real mad, one day.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SK6wFn5dKeI/AAAAAAAABn4/5F2A8EUqVQo/s72-c/DSC02425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6528545086121816706</id><published>2008-08-09T10:44:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:45:00.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy humans, but I like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I posted this entry on 16August :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When did I last blog? I have no idea :D I had been very busy recently lah. I am&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;again have no idea why I am busy. Oh yeah, I am again (very)(very)(very)busy with homeworks and tests. This week is driving me crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I am turning into a crazier bitch sooner or later&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank god I found my crazy humans, they really make me look forward to school every single day even though how stressful and tiring secondary three life can be. At times, I really like running away. They make me face life practically. I love my humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm scared. I am afraid I will flunk for Chemistry and Amaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I studied. Amaths is rather easy, but I got not enough time. I need to train up for speed maths. As for Chemistry, it is because of my chemical equation. I am a sucker at it. I really need to build up a stronger foundation. I really dont want my effort to go down the drain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont want to lose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please god, please make me score at least a pass. Pleaseeeeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Past events:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cross Country, o7August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232350389067546322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0K9Oi_ftI/AAAAAAAABfM/x23POUXw2PE/s400/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232350397740311442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0K9u2vY5I/AAAAAAAABfs/PBy-4s91KEo/s400/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huiwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232350391692483538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0K9YU029I/AAAAAAAABfc/Ac_9AFYahDM/s400/DSC00618.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;LJQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232350390971415378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0K9Vo6O1I/AAAAAAAABfU/d8NyUgVV8qA/s400/DSC00617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Winanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232352681632899666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NCrBKolI/AAAAAAAABgU/Ts2JFNXzxgI/s400/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;De souza Jinyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232350397479942818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0K9t4qeqI/AAAAAAAABfk/kwVyBvWP5xk/s400/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yuping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232352686571871314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NC9atXFI/AAAAAAAABgk/oJ_aAd_zxEk/s400/DSC00623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232352680496408770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NCmyNKMI/AAAAAAAABgc/WidWTPBJTpk/s400/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weixiang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235094331113852562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbKjrOzzpI/AAAAAAAABmM/VLxhgQRSZ1s/s400/P07-08-08_10.32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afifah, Yuping, Huiwen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232352690290148434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NDLRNxFI/AAAAAAAABgs/LXuR_E5hsmU/s400/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232352691706338546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NDQi3HPI/AAAAAAAABg0/sDkkHJFN11Q/s400/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preparation of grad. Vania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232353023525952498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NWkq0m_I/AAAAAAAABhE/mrRseubjQ2Q/s400/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farhan the saviour. No, his laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232353025953290370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NWtti2II/AAAAAAAABg8/CfTteQkGDSY/s400/DSC00613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adila, Farah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;National Day Celebration, o8August&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2008 Band Graduation, o8August&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijing Olymipics 2008, o8August&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232353031866596738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NXDvYvYI/AAAAAAAABhc/8PIuuqi3dQc/s400/DSC00627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sky at Labraror Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232354405359684690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0OnAZqDFI/AAAAAAAABhk/VWqcafKzOEA/s400/P8080016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saxo families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232354415084009730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0OnkoHeQI/AAAAAAAABhs/TZryj9ji7QI/s400/P8080024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clarinet families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232354421128326002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0On7JMa3I/AAAAAAAABh0/1XTLa9XjE6w/s400/P8080027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235117352964650530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbffuTw9iI/AAAAAAAABnU/nDfjy0nlTSM/s400/P8080028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Farhan, best brother forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232354445341444338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0OpVWDSPI/AAAAAAAABiE/un5lTx0WGYc/s400/P8080029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;De souza again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232355710231273330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0Py9bSX3I/AAAAAAAABis/3zKXFsH4hhs/s400/P8080035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Deon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232355704015119362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0PymRPZAI/AAAAAAAABik/3tm0iZZfTt8/s400/P8080034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Azlin, best welfare partner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232356538988237906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0QjMyWFFI/AAAAAAAABi0/q4vk3wcyg-g/s400/P8080036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joannes the greedy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232356546268596386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0Qjn6HiKI/AAAAAAAABjE/XDaqrFpc1Gc/s400/P8080038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Vania, best gossiper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232356542321851554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0QjZNI_KI/AAAAAAAABi8/LibADAzbAWo/s400/P8080037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Best crazy mate during drill camp &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232355682548842466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0PxWTR_-I/AAAAAAAABiM/0dVr9qYrxys/s400/P8080031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pretty welfare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232355693075765122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0Px9hGF4I/AAAAAAAABiU/5oFKcMT5ugY/s400/P8080032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232355697567409362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0PyOP_JNI/AAAAAAAABic/GRi3m2vyYBU/s400/P8080033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;crazy people in band&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232358035606225042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0R6UH4QJI/AAAAAAAABjc/wv6AQxGqao4/s400/P8080041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Zhaoyu, my favourite crazy bitch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232358044969860642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0R63AV_iI/AAAAAAAABjk/nNyznTc4C5w/s400/P8080042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yixiu, saxo's crazy bitch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232358048447933058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0R7D9lKoI/AAAAAAAABjs/KiFCnHIEGpw/s400/P8080043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Weewee and shihan, best senior ever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232356552473913954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0Qj_BlKmI/AAAAAAAABjM/A3MvGUIOGkI/s400/P8080039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sincheong. loanshark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232356555384823602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0QkJ3mHzI/AAAAAAAABjU/B8Xl-8y8Q1U/s400/P8080040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Daphne and Zhenbei, best 2006/7 seniors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232353026949362290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NWxbBsnI/AAAAAAAABhU/jVqiqy1zxZ4/s400/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Best soulmate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232358054537278882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0R7apZNaI/AAAAAAAABj0/HC9-s13kplA/s400/P8080045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Adila, crazy woman 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232358055999333218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0R7gF-Y2I/AAAAAAAABj8/buvvixlUV60/s400/P8080046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Farah, crazy woman 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232353028813011218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0NW4XWuRI/AAAAAAAABhM/kbsHJLB2_eg/s400/DSC00625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tiacwoo, senior&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;National day, o9August&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235088800980388370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbFhx4PyhI/AAAAAAAABkE/xgIx66pmUV8/s400/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235088821091646226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbFi8zJOxI/AAAAAAAABkc/A0X1aN0-oFw/s400/DSC00636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235088814918798578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbFilzbDPI/AAAAAAAABkU/Rts3y3WlYA0/s400/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tree in action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235088810325430146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbFiUsRz4I/AAAAAAAABkM/deSEldPLhYA/s400/DSC00634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fakeshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia,10August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235092126128779058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbIjVBZrzI/AAAAAAAABlc/DpRDt1lOhBw/s400/DSC01342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235092132814506850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbIjt7Zy2I/AAAAAAAABlk/ngmDiOfufBQ/s400/DSC01344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235092135076654354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbIj2WvbRI/AAAAAAAABls/2E-mP5r8iPs/s400/DSC01347.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235092138287916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbIkCUXZCI/AAAAAAAABl0/I3hjukxjovE/s400/DSC01356.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235094324070647586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbKjQ_lByI/AAAAAAAABl8/1qHHx85yyMw/s400/DSC01360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235094330258236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbKjoC0JSI/AAAAAAAABmE/0_H2LB4BMOQ/s400/DSC01366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wilson cheong, adorable/irritating devil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089914881898658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbGinfD-KI/AAAAAAAABlM/kP4Od2Fr8FI/s400/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;artistic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Performance,14August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235094332642902482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbKjw7XQdI/AAAAAAAABmc/a8KNDiLqCZ4/s400/P14-08-08_07.51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235094333316653890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbKjzb_40I/AAAAAAAABmU/ESRCdiMpJyw/s400/P14-08-08_09.23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235095051255210274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbLNl944SI/AAAAAAAABmk/GwzZA1x39WA/s400/P14-08-08_10.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Best bandmate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235092117260783218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbIiz_GznI/AAAAAAAABlU/6bSnD2bTVg8/s400/DSC00471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;very wacky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;National Cashflow competiton,15August&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235095056408443906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbLN5Kg_AI/AAAAAAAABms/ewrgFXV_mL8/s400/P15-08-08_14.35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;junrong, best partner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235096512139982658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbMioL9d0I/AAAAAAAABm8/UMxwTJljCm4/s400/P8150022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;huiwen aka happy winner of the day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235096506286522162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbMiSYYvzI/AAAAAAAABm0/pUhnJC7Pa0E/s400/P8150020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;3D crazy women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235096514389752946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbMiwkWPHI/AAAAAAAABnE/zLpnX2qcyrw/s400/P8150025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hilary the pretty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089909357243106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbGiS54auI/AAAAAAAABk8/TR9Wax_b0qQ/s400/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;radzi, dont-wear-cap boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089909036073714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbGiRtTwvI/AAAAAAAABks/FejNxDyYAsQ/s400/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089911681964370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbGibkI2VI/AAAAAAAABk0/Ug8iw8nCUyA/s400/DSC00650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;two greedy pigs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235088819493721634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbFi22K1iI/AAAAAAAABkk/ToHDKPZzevI/s400/DSC00648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;singapore flyer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089913077050962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SKbGigwwLlI/AAAAAAAABlE/5wB4lgLCiP0/s400/DSC00652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;mandy with the singapore flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love crazy humans including bandmate, they wont go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6528545086121816706?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6528545086121816706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6528545086121816706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6528545086121816706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6528545086121816706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-humans-but-i-like.html' title='Crazy humans, but I like.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJ0K9Oi_ftI/AAAAAAAABfM/x23POUXw2PE/s72-c/DSC00616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6718499745003071980</id><published>2008-08-07T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T01:01:57.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If anything can stop you from leaving</title><content type='html'>I dont want the seniors to leave ):&lt;br /&gt;They are leaving tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. I'm very pissed lah.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I so busy?&lt;br /&gt;Why the hella I grounded myself for &lt;strong&gt;months of shopping?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What exactly am I busy for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm really glad that I made improvement in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;From chem to physics to geo.&lt;br /&gt;But but but I just cant find time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel secure if I dont study on weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I will lose out.&lt;br /&gt;I dont like to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have really get used to this kind of &lt;em&gt;no-life&lt;/em&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have become a geek.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have become a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need a bag.&lt;br /&gt;I need more pretty tops.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I think those in the wardrobe are gonna turn into specimens in museum sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;I want a high waist short and skirt.&lt;br /&gt;I no like vintage now. yawn. everybody is wearing like floral.&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Noone is wearing Japstreet ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think moma gonnna treat me for a movie and a shopping spree during the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I need to started planing for october OBS outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gonna stick to the new way of life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Studies is still important than fashion right?&lt;br /&gt;Bimbos, please think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6718499745003071980?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6718499745003071980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6718499745003071980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6718499745003071980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6718499745003071980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-anything-can-stop-you-from-leaving.html' title='If anything can stop you from leaving'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-3579674323779330212</id><published>2008-08-06T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:41:38.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to go one day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJnFljYgK6I/AAAAAAAABfE/Rot2kss5iaI/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231429691111386018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJnFljYgK6I/AAAAAAAABfE/Rot2kss5iaI/s400/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I recalled alot of unglam past I had in the past. I saw that bear he gave me which I hide in somewhere above my eye level. I think somewhere above the cupboard. That bear, the one which I hugged to sleep in the past. That bear, the one who say "I love you" whenever I press his tummy. That bear, the one which I bring to everywhere I goes. It is all in the past. The bear brought back lots of memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without hesistation, I threw it away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear to myself that I will never ever cry for bastards like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I wont go into any relationship for now. I dont want to get hurt again and I dont want to hurt others too. I hope you read this. I hope you understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, friend. You are the best forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lose one friend. I never know him before. He is not him, not the one I knew anymore. He is never coming back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont think I will miss him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3579674323779330212?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3579674323779330212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3579674323779330212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3579674323779330212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3579674323779330212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-have-to-go-one-day.html' title='You have to go one day.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJnFljYgK6I/AAAAAAAABfE/Rot2kss5iaI/s72-c/DSC00546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3603678547390685253</id><published>2008-08-06T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:47:12.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i will close my blog one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3603678547390685253?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3603678547390685253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3603678547390685253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3603678547390685253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3603678547390685253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-will-close-my-blog-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-3384668320338058986</id><published>2008-08-05T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T03:08:01.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JurongvilleCband or JurongvilleMband? God knows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday, gugu birthday celebration. I like cousins :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230738598401078962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRCqae9rI/AAAAAAAABd0/JwhUL40LO0I/s400/DSC01312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i think my dad is very style. not like yours ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230738602461614738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRC5il0pI/AAAAAAAABd8/Nyo3c7xUQ5Q/s400/DSC01313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he can be a devil. he look cute uh. he's my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230738606649889042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRDJJJ0RI/AAAAAAAABeE/l0W0Lj9VmXU/s400/DSC01311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230738608644237026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRDQkpJuI/AAAAAAAABeM/AFQrE-HG1Pc/s400/DSC01318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;artistic ^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230738616381336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRDtZT7WI/AAAAAAAABeU/E5_ta9LCkPM/s400/DSC00215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230739188628685698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRlBLtg4I/AAAAAAAABec/LSkBCDCWgr4/s400/DSC00216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230739190258275410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRlHQPFFI/AAAAAAAABek/sdKALZnf8ts/s400/DSC00590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                    school wont be fun w/o you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm still awake. It's 1.04am, Tuesday morning. Fine, literally I blogged on monday. I dont know why, I just have an urge to blog. I am supposed to like &lt;em&gt;do the graduation slide and my session gift&lt;/em&gt; and I am right here blogging. I think I lose my focus alright but whatever, I need to blog. I have tons to blog. Yes, I got many things to blog before anything slipped off my mind and I cant track it back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so much thing to talk and now I forgot. Give me a moment to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, band. I realised I like to talk about band. I wonder if it bored my readers. But I dont care for the time being, cause I am talking about serious matter. I dont care if I offended anyone cause I seriously need to rant at someone and my blog is the only place I can rant at cause he wont get offended. I didnt know things can get so serious. I wonder if the rest know but things are getting abit off-hand? I think the sec3s know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We need a gold more than we want a gold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. What Wenxiang said is right, JVCB is never gonna make it if we dont practice. So practice people, be hardworking. Stop pushing blame on other humans although it may seem like she is more &lt;em&gt;faulty&lt;/em&gt;. Whatever. JVCB need a gold and we diedie need a gold. Gosh, the consequences is dreadly. I dont ever want to think about it. I'm scared, seriously I am. I dont want JVCB to fall cause I love the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the band, the old band. Let me emphasize, the OLD band. I think I will cried on graduation man. The fact that the seniors are leaving us again dread me. It means that the NEW band will be establized. Urgh. Sad to say, Farhan and Khaiseng's word is so damn right. We nee to work it out. We gonna to work this out. We are JVCB but somehow, people make it more like JVMB. I finally understand how the spammer in the blog feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, JVCB is JVCB. We are a concert band. I know discpline is essential but a concert band should not have too much "pressure". We are supposed to be fun people. A group of people who love music, who believe in music, who create music. Not standing under the sun and do formation blah blah. Discpline is of course a factor but I dont think serving punishment is a way to input discpline into members. Come on, they never go for the NCO camp. I dont think they can adapt to Dband's style. And we cannot use Dband way to manage the band. Dband is Dband. JVCB is JVCB. I repeated. It is JurongvilleCONCERTBAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disapointed lah. What can I do? I am just an ordinary welfare leader, I have to listen to my upper authority. So what to do? I am certainly clueless about that. I can just only prayed hard that things will go alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss the traitior, Syazwan. His baritone is goddamn good can? And look at the one playing it now. For the time being, big difference. But please lah people. Give her time okay, I know she can do it. Please dont be prejusticed can? And if you think she sucks at it(for the time being maybe), you may give it a try then. You think is easy to transfer from a small/light flute to big instrument like Baritone? Stop being naive then, losers. Fyi, my junior can tune at the right pitch hor. You can ask the rest and she is definitely not disgracing the saxophonists. Although I remained silent, but I does not mean that I got nothing to say. It is just becuase I dont want to shoot right infront of you and at that point of time, I am playing with the guitar. So please, if you wanna gossip, go somewhere else without my presence. So I wont hear no devil and I wont rant. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I got excellent tutor? Yes, indeed, He's Mr Terry Tan. Hahah yah, that so-called handsome tutor. Hey, he is good okay. During the saturday tutorial, we did not even touched the saxes. I think we spend like 2 hours talking?! And his talk really inspired me. It brought me further down to think, why the hell I join band. At first yes, because of cca point. But now if I am given another chance to choose another cca, it will be band. The reason being, I like music. No more because of cca point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me determined to play well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me determined to obtain the gold medal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me feel no difference with the subschool kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me feel lucky. (to have such great support from school)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me more hardworking? (I brought baby back and I practiced ^^)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me wanna do more extraordinary stuff. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me feel more confident to play. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me feel the longlost passion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me feel proud to be a saxophonist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes me wanna come for saturday band.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a tutor can make his student feel all these, I think he is not just any ordinary tutor but a friend. A wise one. I am looking forward to his lesson next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230739201974500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRly5meyI/AAAAAAAABe8/rX1Xx517t8I/s400/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230739196087649362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRlc-ERFI/AAAAAAAABes/hDOPV6tLjLM/s400/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230739199232425378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRlor1vaI/AAAAAAAABe0/lEOzzYGl_pA/s400/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel japanese today. I think I look like a japanese. I aint joking. I think I'm a mixed blood. I gonna check my family tree. Hey, people did ask me if I am a japanese before okay? I was in a japanese craze today I dont know why either. The japanese hormone in my body are raging. rofl. I can be more random than this. But I really feel japanese today. I speak with japanese accent. Wakaka. Lame. Ohyes, I think I will pass my physics with flying colour. Kill me if I dont. And I did an very stupid biology practical today. Very stupid. Oh, I score 17.5/20 for geography. It had been decades man. My last A1 was during sec2 EOY. And I had being failing/tyco pass this year. I still prefer Sharifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why the hell Jvsian like Pearl Delight and the duck rice stall next beside it. Urgh. Band/3A clique had being pulling me to the duckrice stall or Pearl Delight every band day. Hey, It's very inhealthy yo. High fat(cheese), high sugar(bubbletea), high chloestrol(duck), high salt content(cupnoodle)(fries). Yo, how unhealthy can that be. And and I got 1 strains of WHITE hair. Shit, the classroom I am in now is f(uck)ing hot. I repeated is f(uck)ing hot. I bathe 2 times a day. Please, save the earth. I think before the Earth dies, I will be dead. Reason due to melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want shopping. I repeated. I want shopping. I want spend money(Eileen's slogan). I want shopping. But when? ): After Cross country, maybe. Cause I need to prepare for grad which I am very unwilling cause it takes up my afternoon to go shopping. During National Day, maybe. Cause I am not a (very)devoted singaporean who stays in singapore to celebrate her 43th years of independence. I might be in malaysia spulgring on fashion. Moma said that a grand shopping is opened and Topshop is there(grins). Wkakaa. I need to clarify some stupid mindset of girls. Who say chinatown only have auntie stuff? I think chinatown got more fashionable studd than your wardrobe -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost 3. I need to sleep. Bye. I hope you reader will read everything cuase I bloodyhell spend 2 hours typing. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34741617-3384668320338058986?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3384668320338058986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3384668320338058986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3384668320338058986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3384668320338058986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/jurongvillecband-or-jurongvillemband.html' title='JurongvilleCband or JurongvilleMband? God knows.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJdRCqae9rI/AAAAAAAABd0/JwhUL40LO0I/s72-c/DSC01312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8414730275041849837</id><published>2008-08-01T22:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:39:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaotic yet fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I 'm back with a new skin :D Look great right? I know. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229568896824804898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMpNEeshiI/AAAAAAAABck/juLNVha0MvU/s400/Image710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on sunday, SP concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229571567078237442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMrof8uZQI/AAAAAAAABdk/cPl4ox9yYn4/s400/P7270011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; the saxophonists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229562280638746114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMjL9RBDgI/AAAAAAAABZM/Z6TWktcvHRs/s400/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;mianwoon's &lt;em&gt;huachi&lt;/em&gt; look &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565801710543362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMmY6R84gI/AAAAAAAABb8/X9fd_yltveY/s400/DSC01878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dumb fug face of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229562283007291426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMjMGFuMCI/AAAAAAAABZc/4knPL7ZIhoc/s400/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;monday maths class is boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229562290160956882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMjMgvSddI/AAAAAAAABZk/a2icJvsFiN4/s400/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and very boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229562291658844114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMjMmUaZ9I/AAAAAAAABZs/ORRszZdNF8A/s400/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and very very boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229563354395850834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMkKdUqOFI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Q3HoJyZmmI0/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stole alex's watch on monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565810817762386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMmZcNSBFI/AAAAAAAABcE/XUSPlB80OqY/s400/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wednesday performance at yishun safra. feturing de souza and mandy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229568886812605858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMpMfLmfaI/AAAAAAAABcU/7EZz2EbaxpI/s400/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please, i dont look like a flautist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229568898853690002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMpNMCa2pI/AAAAAAAABcc/hprBtJ7XA4s/s400/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newest way to play a flute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565808993652994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMmZVaYUQI/AAAAAAAABcM/Fi-OMCWA8xU/s400/Image097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lame, i still dont look like a flautist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229563359783611490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMkKxZM7GI/AAAAAAAABaM/ZVYZ65CELss/s400/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday, i got my geeky spec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229563357287728066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMkKoGIw8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/NA1zgv0S4Hc/s400/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not bored anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229563358031005906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMkKq3WSNI/AAAAAAAABaE/TWbWQ8YlvqU/s400/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stole weixiang's watch on thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229563363084848610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMkK9sRzeI/AAAAAAAABaU/Ap7RHHSxK2U/s400/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tiewtian the pro with grace the noob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564191804248018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMk7M6YT9I/AAAAAAAABac/jUWYi4n5X2o/s400/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my spec become a toy: de souza act cute and not cute &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564193678059010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMk7T5IZgI/AAAAAAAABas/XyibAetKhJQ/s400/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look like auntie haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229578952835683106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMyWaChUyI/AAAAAAAABds/Sx1jB9xxPYI/s400/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and very cute jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229562281985303538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMjMCSD4_I/AAAAAAAABZU/_dJNdZRTU-g/s400/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565796873914562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMmYoQzyMI/AAAAAAAABbs/Hw6awGDEUl8/s400/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my moma say i look like japanese ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564195206409858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMk7ZlhLoI/AAAAAAAABa0/Pl0Qrtv4sxE/s400/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;friday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565801015047074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMmY3sIc6I/AAAAAAAABb0/xF5Rbcm1ceg/s400/DSC00437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yozx, i'm the boss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564978157489698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMlo-TmjiI/AAAAAAAABbk/6LR3mLQeir8/s400/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564975901479826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMlo15uk5I/AAAAAAAABbc/ke3nHnthZlg/s400/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;afifah and syiqin will rock your ass out &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564976513455730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMlo4LolnI/AAAAAAAABbU/JpUraBByYAk/s400/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;candid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229569901438837362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMqHi9WInI/AAAAAAAABc8/GxcCJWBGg60/s400/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229568906010971298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMpNms2TKI/AAAAAAAABcs/abf2PmeGyDQ/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229568909790604882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMpN0x-7lI/AAAAAAAABc0/F9dhdYQubec/s400/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;farhan look like grandpa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229569907322112514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMqH44BygI/AAAAAAAABdE/UGi8FNYI5bc/s400/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yozx, geeky mandy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229569911306063842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMqIHt4D-I/AAAAAAAABdM/W2nMoBtvUG0/s400/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229569918283583890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMqIhtckZI/AAAAAAAABdU/QWwvJvHWZs4/s400/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229569924923457010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMqI6cg_fI/AAAAAAAABdc/OjIQA__7E6c/s400/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564973071976946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMlorXHyfI/AAAAAAAABbM/-kOXOexl6Jw/s400/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;everybody is crazy over guitar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564973742633954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMlot3BM-I/AAAAAAAABbE/-ZOFUi2BTYM/s400/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229564197821864274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMk7jVF2VI/AAAAAAAABa8/1ioYhTFflgY/s400/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;taken by eelin. rofl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I like band more now. Bananas are cool and fun people. This week is all about band, band and band. I started to know more bananas and they are really interesting people. Come on, people! Let's work hard for the upcoming SYF and create history or rather miracle. Let's do our best and prove the rest wrong :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The sunday SP concert was brilliant. They really inspired me to play well. Their saxophonists' tonguing is so clear that you can heard every single notes and the clarinetists' running is spendid. Omg, you people should go lor. I think you miss ALOT of thing. And tiacwoo's trumpet solo is so damn o.o. Serious, you ask the rest. The student conductor is not only handsome but he did a really good job. You can see his effort in it, he really give his best shot. All the players in the concert are really putting their heart and soul into music. Come from different bands in singapore, they come together because of this passion. I think JVCB should start to buck up and work toward our goal or rather the teachers' goal. Whatever. Just give it our best shot lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wednesday is the Asian 1st Shooting Championship held at Yishun Safra. I mixed up between TPY Safra and Yishun Safra. I thought Yishun Safra was TPY safra which was freaking hot and small and rundown. Haha, lucky us. The Yishun Safra was freaking GRAND can? The reception was very very very brilliant. It was only a MORNING reception and it got chicken wing, german sausage, laska, sushi, fruit tarts, fried fish nugget, fruit, (let me think), fruit punch, tea and chicken bites. (drooling) Everyone become barbarian and started snatching for food. Did I mention that I made delicious tea. Yes, I am very proud to say that. You may ask qiaosian, jiaxin, huiwen, jinyang (there's still more)how great my tea taste like. Wakaka. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everybody love my geeky spec. rofl. We're dope yozxz. I heard that the cost price is only selling at $2 in Daisos and I sold mine at $5. Wtf. 3 BUCKS! Nevermind lah. Let them earn lor :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I think I will flunk for my Biology paper and HMT paper lor. Biology paper not that bad, but HMT. Urgh, I didnt study for it and during the test, I'm in my sleeping-beauty condition. I cant stay awake and when Ms Tan said 5 more min, I still have 2 pages left. I just scribbled some numbers into the MCQs and just submited. Omg, I think I will done very badly for my HMT. I realised I slacked alot this week. I failed my Amaths by 2 marks. Wth, it is all careless mistake lah. Urgh, and I got an A2 for Emaths. Roars, one more mark to get an A1. Horrible, I must slack no more. I keep moving and keep going. I cannot slack because I did well for last week. No, mandycheong! No more slacking!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cross country is supposed to be today and it is postponed. I dunno why, but I am sad because it ruined my shopping spree! Urgh. Whatever. Okay short post. Let my photos talk. I need to get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a tiring day. Graduation, 7 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/34741617-8414730275041849837?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8414730275041849837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8414730275041849837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8414730275041849837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8414730275041849837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/08/chaotic-yet-fun.html' title='Chaotic yet fun'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SJMpNEeshiI/AAAAAAAABck/juLNVha0MvU/s72-c/Image710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3490137397480054487</id><published>2008-07-26T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:23:02.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rMnl7CI/AAAAAAAABYk/m6EQY5yey20/s1600-h/DSC00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340704336178210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rMnl7CI/AAAAAAAABYk/m6EQY5yey20/s400/DSC00026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rAzG2OI/AAAAAAAABYs/WMcTGt1pz5A/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340701163247842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rAzG2OI/AAAAAAAABYs/WMcTGt1pz5A/s400/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rX9PrYI/AAAAAAAABY0/HsKvtU25q_w/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340707379785090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rX9PrYI/AAAAAAAABY0/HsKvtU25q_w/s400/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rTrZLUI/AAAAAAAABY8/Nmy2quM9kHI/s1600-h/DSC00191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340706231168322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rTrZLUI/AAAAAAAABY8/Nmy2quM9kHI/s400/DSC00191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-ribNvII/AAAAAAAABZE/0DWhU0iGtGM/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340710189841538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-ribNvII/AAAAAAAABZE/0DWhU0iGtGM/s400/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I'm looking forward for every friday. Oh, today is a saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno why either, I just love friday. Yesterday was fun. Although I dont like morning band as I need to wake up freaking early just to catch the bus at the perfect timing just not to be late but because of my baby, I have to pull myself off the bed just to meet him. In case you dont know, he is Mr. Tenor Sax 922. I think I fell deeply in love with him and because of him, I teared and which lead me to another topic I want to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, today. Saturday, is not my day. Bloody. I teared alot today because of Mr Tenor Sax 922 in front of the whole band. I dont want to leave him, I seriously dont want. Please DONT break us up. It is not easy to get together in the first place. Why the hell cant you ask others to play? My junior say she wanna play leh. -.- Whatever. I'm NOT going to play the baritione saxophone. The band might think I'm selfish or crybaby for what. But please, think. Put yourself in my shoes and think. Fine, I dont think you people get it cos you people are not me, you dont know what is the feeling like because you are not the one who is changing instrument. Urgh, irritating. I dont wish to make anymore comment about this. It totally ruined my mood now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Band today is average. I started to develope the longlost passion back for the band. I dont know why I lose the passion, because of study? Yes, abit. But it is not the main reason. I dont know, I thin is because of the eff-ing baritone thingy. Fuck. Anyway back, yes amazing, perhap I'm enlightened by Mrs. C's words. She inspired me to play well and make me determined to strike for a gold for the band and make history. Afterall, we are JVCB. I believe WE CAN DO IT, RIGHT BANANAS? I managed to survive after 21 rounds of running around the netball court. Good stamina, I guess (widesmile) Tutoring is good, I like although the tutor is not handsome at all when Mrs.C say he is and freakingly make me so excited today. Now I know flying high better. He said I'm not suitable for baritione (widewidewidesmile). Because I'm not steady enough, I tend to rush my note. See, I'm just not fated to play the baritone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs.C: Saxophone, you got a very handsome tutor to tutor you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bloody shit, this sentence make me go like woah at first. Handsome. Guys play saxophone are freaking zai/handsome/charming/whatever-you-can-think-of okay. And I started bitching/showing off to the clarinestists and flautists about my &lt;em&gt;handsome&lt;/em&gt; tutor. Haha, they went crazy also. But when we see the &lt;em&gt;handsome&lt;/em&gt; tutor, I was stunt or rather stupefied. H-A-N-D-S-O-M-E~! Whatever, afterall he's a great tutor lor and be jealous about it :D Ohya, I started to admire guys who know how to play piano. O.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blah, enough of band. And and, JVCB Sec3 are performing for 1st Asian Shooting Championship at Yishun Safra. Come support yozx :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda like this week (minus away the baritone thingy) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because all the effort I put in is not wasted. I managed to get the best project award for Hmt. That freaking powerpoint took me 3 days okay? 29 slides and the thing is that, Mr.S is going to review it :D (Sha-wal :D). The another thing is that, I PASSED MY CHEMISTRY! WAKKAKAKAAKAKAKAAK! 14/20! Omfg, eh everybody know that I sucks at chemistry and got a pathetic F9 for it during MYE okay. And I managed to get a A2 for this time. I'm so freaking happy okay. I only failed one chemistry class test ever since January and now it is the second time. Omfg, I cant find the right word to describe the feeling lah. Fine, you people might be think why the hell I make a big fuss because I failed my chemistry for the second time. Well, you can choose to scream your head off and I will show you a big beamy smile. Yes, I'm going to work harder for my sciences now not neglecting my maths. My maths seems to deprove lor, I forgot all the previous chapters of Amaths. Gosh, cannot cannot. I must buck up. I'm going to prove to everybody that me, MANDYCHEONG is going to score well in her studies! I'm going to prove to YOU that I will go into a JC! And yes, I will. Okay, I got to do my homework and study for physics. I seriously dont like the so called new ways of teaching which is lab class. Urgh, me no like (physics) lab class becuase it make me dozing off to lalaland. See, and now I got to study myself -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever, I need to do my homework and study. Damn it, I need my studying pill/medicine/tablet/liquid/blahblah as I dont have the mood. Freaking hella. And I got no time to do tomorrow as I will be out for SP concert with my pretty saxes. Huiwen and Cherry said I missed out alot of good stuff because I didnt go for the botanic garden performances, performed by the GOLD band. What the hell, they say there's many many tenor solo. Bloody shit. Whatever. Tomorrow will be more as there's a saxohone ensemble :D HOT GUYSSSSSSSSSSSSS~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, next friday will be shopping spree after Cross Country with Grace and somemore (I dunno who) at town. Yeah, I'm again very happy. I'm not going to let the stupid baritone thingy to spoil my beautiful mood. I'm going stay firm on my stand, and I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I received my certifitate of Merit for the NUS Geography &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye! Tag hor! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/34741617-3490137397480054487?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3490137397480054487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3490137397480054487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3490137397480054487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3490137397480054487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-guess-im-looking-forward-for-every.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIs-rMnl7CI/AAAAAAAABYk/m6EQY5yey20/s72-c/DSC00026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-5215376531033728165</id><published>2008-07-26T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:47:29.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to: IP 166.121.37.12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/middle%20finger/thom_chang/middle.jpg?o=138" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj79/thom_chang/middle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! I'm so amazed by your stupidilty :D How dumb are you be WORZX! Attempt to use my hamandan and brother's name and end up like a freaking loser. (Claps man) You try to break up me and Haman/WX ar? What a pity WORZX, you failed. Please lah hor, GET A LIFE! Want spam also use real name lah. AIYOZXZX pity you lor worzx :D People like you are better off dead man. I cant be bothered with stupid people like YOU, LOSER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-5215376531033728165?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5215376531033728165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5215376531033728165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5215376531033728165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5215376531033728165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-ip-166.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-7263724418327753339</id><published>2008-07-24T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:34:01.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIidWftGwCI/AAAAAAAABYc/SBeG7kzPAUo/s1600-h/DSC00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226600377356828706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIidWftGwCI/AAAAAAAABYc/SBeG7kzPAUo/s400/DSC00190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy birthday, GRACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU LAH. THANK FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT FRIEND AND I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST YO :D Stay happy and cheerful yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, bye :D I shall blog tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-7263724418327753339?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/7263724418327753339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=7263724418327753339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7263724418327753339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7263724418327753339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-grace-i-love-you-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIidWftGwCI/AAAAAAAABYc/SBeG7kzPAUo/s72-c/DSC00190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8439237821495407020</id><published>2008-07-21T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:30:03.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SISa3byRVhI/AAAAAAAABYU/yJ0R_xWExkk/s1600-h/DSC01177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225471744798709266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SISa3byRVhI/AAAAAAAABYU/yJ0R_xWExkk/s400/DSC01177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo. I love subcrew.&lt;br /&gt;i want many many many many many subcrew.&lt;br /&gt;it's freakingly expensive yo.&lt;br /&gt;this cap costs more than 80bucks(heartpain)&lt;br /&gt;but it's worth it please. i like :D&lt;br /&gt;i still want many many many many many many many subcrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grant me with one swing of your wand, fairymoma(s)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, it's so unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;popamoma, please tag along during my crazy shopping spree next  time yo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, sound more practical now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBCREW! FINGERCLOTXX! X-LARGE! STAGE! COMME DES GARCONS!&lt;br /&gt;no more mango, f21, topshop :D&lt;br /&gt;please, every(girls) is wearing this lor, freaking common now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will tell you how much i love subcrew.&lt;br /&gt;next time perhap.&lt;br /&gt;i love surcrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-8439237821495407020?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8439237821495407020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8439237821495407020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8439237821495407020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8439237821495407020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo_21.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SISa3byRVhI/AAAAAAAABYU/yJ0R_xWExkk/s72-c/DSC01177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3805828683184496573</id><published>2008-07-20T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:19:33.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224972445063010818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SILUwXUvWgI/AAAAAAAABYM/ysmnRSj1fyw/s400/hpwz4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dope is cool. I dont mean the drugs. I mean the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want a "We fuck the fakeshit" cap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I demand more tops in my wardrobe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want shopping, not blogshopping ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fairygodmother(s), spare me with more time pretty please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I know, people change when they have status or fame or power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are pathetic losers. I used to have a friend not now anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss the old you, friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3805828683184496573?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3805828683184496573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3805828683184496573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3805828683184496573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3805828683184496573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/dope-is-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SILUwXUvWgI/AAAAAAAABYM/ysmnRSj1fyw/s72-c/hpwz4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3699460532360871656</id><published>2008-07-18T23:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:49:22.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIDCwk6ESCI/AAAAAAAABX0/nVyF-dt3vjc/s1600-h/DSC00548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224389707546511394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIDCwk6ESCI/AAAAAAAABX0/nVyF-dt3vjc/s400/DSC00548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Junrong aka good friend and best partner in class (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is a tired week, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing, projects are driving me peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;But I love the final product of my HMT project. My group is one of the better one among the five group ;DDDD Come on, we spend three night on it okay? And I'm still struggling my way through Geography project. (Opps, I haven ever started on it and the due day is actually today :/) And the upcoming LV project on resilience. My group haven started on that, like please. My presentation is in Term4. -.- I want to score as much as I can in the HMT project. I'm determined to score well for it! Go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing, tests!&lt;br /&gt;Had chemistry and Amaths class test this week. I think I'll flunk for both paper. Because I dont have enough time to prepare for the test. I'm so worn out on wednesday and thursday. Wednesday, I have to rush my HMT project and I only study abit on mole concept. Thursday, I was at first confidence about the paper cos mole concept(excluding calculation for tiltration) is rather easy so I happily set for the test. Do, do, do suddenly TLL said 15 more min. I freaked out totally cos I'm only at the 2nd page. I quickly proceeded to the third pages and started to do. Do do do, suddenly she say 5 min. I was at my last question and I DIDNT READ PROPERLY! I MISS OUT THE MAIN POINT OF THE QUESTION! THE FUCKING 72DMcube!And there goes my innocent 3 marks! ): I'm very mad with myself lor, is not like I dunno how to do or whatever shitty ass, I know how to do leh. URGH! Amaths is totally disastereous, I tell you! I screwed up the whole paper cos I prepared (abit) of it only. I'm freakingly tired after band mah. Even though it's not an excuse, but yes I'm very tired. How to study when you are tired -.- Gosh, the second part of question ! I was enlightened by some fairygodmother at the last few minute and I started to pen down my working and NLY said Time up. So not fair, 3B took 45 minutes for the test lah -.- and we have only 30 minutes. DO YOU SEE THE DIFFERENCE! Please, 15 minutes really make a BIG difference okay, in terms of marks that can scored within the 15 minutes! I'm going to protest! NOT FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rather disappointed in myself for this week. Basically every friday is my reflection for the week, do you realised I blog every friday? Fine, you dont. Okay, back. I'm disappointed lah! For not perserving. I was not as prepared as I was for the Physics test and I scored well, you know ): Urgh! I'm determined to score well for my class test~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, band.&lt;br /&gt;I'm again disappointed. No, sad is the right word. I'm sad, very sad. Jvcb is not like this in the past. I dont know what happened, but the Jvcb I knew is not like this. I really miss the sec4 seniors. They are the one who makes the differences in my 2 years in the main band. Please, bananas. Please, go and reflect on yourself. Please. I'm utterly speechless. And the performance is tomorrow. Pray hard that everything goes well tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today went out with Grace. Good, I like. Long time ever since I had a full blast of what I really feel deep down in my heart. F shiok, you know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out! I'm freaking sad. I want to meetup with friends. But no time. F band took my beautiful saturday morning away. What an asshole. I started to dislike band. I WILL GO OUT ONE WEEKEND. But not this week ): Urgh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-3699460532360871656?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3699460532360871656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3699460532360871656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3699460532360871656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3699460532360871656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-week-is-tired-week-i-must-say.html' title='what a bitch.'/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SIDCwk6ESCI/AAAAAAAABX0/nVyF-dt3vjc/s72-c/DSC00548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-7563437460343677080</id><published>2008-07-15T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:36:35.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm indeed very very very very very very very very very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;warning: you might not be happy what i post. you wanna commented, i'll be available for further clarifications. i'm mandy from 3a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fiona u:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I won the best female awards.&lt;br /&gt;go and laugh your ass out and die of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i will really wanna see how you laugh your ass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed that biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is how it goes. I was happily friendster-hopping and landed up in Hafiz's friendster. So I happily went to view his JVCB album and I happily saw the picture of the prize winner of NCO camp. And I scrolled down and I see her comment on that photo. It goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zany: mandy won what&lt;br /&gt;Volcom: best female camper ! out of da four bands yaw! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Fiona: lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, i dont hold grudge and i already forget everything about the previous incident. and i have become very neutral to her but now yes, i am very very angry. i cannot stand people being so sarcastic and as if they can get. she wanna suan, suan in front of me lah. damn lor. i know it is silly or dumb to post it on blog but i dont give a fucking damn about it. i'm not gossiping or talking bad behind people's back. if i were, i will not post it on blog where everybody is accessible to it. i am responsible for the entry i post so i'm seriously not afraid of what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-7563437460343677080?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/7563437460343677080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=7563437460343677080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7563437460343677080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7563437460343677080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-im-indeed-very-very-very-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-6030847665506846200</id><published>2008-07-13T19:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:54:17.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnpgd1_VfI/AAAAAAAABWs/XX2HqyC-QOo/s1600-h/e7780573571ea0_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222461986888963570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnpgd1_VfI/AAAAAAAABWs/XX2HqyC-QOo/s400/e7780573571ea0_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg. Isnt he adorable? Yes! He's Ikuta Toma who acts as Natskasu in Hana Kimi (Jap V).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm telling you that the Japanese version is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy nicer than the Taiwanese Version. Toma and Shun is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy hotter than Jiro Wang and Wuzun. And and and the supporting actors in the Japanese Version is hot hot hot especially the Dorm head 2. (drooling) Okay mandy, shut up? Let those photos talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222464019732606914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnrWyxrr8I/AAAAAAAABXc/JofYbicJyFU/s400/hana32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222464025750504274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnrXJMdg1I/AAAAAAAABXk/N2x5NlE9szs/s400/hana34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222464024786592002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnrXFmpYQI/AAAAAAAABXs/Emx7ivyOGsg/s400/hana36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463394536965954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnqyZvbR0I/AAAAAAAABW0/XMtZ0t33Ls8/s400/785036775_7ee6fc3751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463392756162770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnqyTG2YNI/AAAAAAAABW8/-pkJamhaH5c/s400/1169273181_7d1f951cc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463396497834226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnqyhC7wPI/AAAAAAAABXE/_IUYM4BKR0I/s400/1170120802_9b45e7173e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463397975445730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnqymjOUOI/AAAAAAAABXM/vSilcnE5RAg/s400/1170133936_479620e41f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463397812273154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnqyl8UgAI/AAAAAAAABXU/K1X-DfjhPvA/s400/hana29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;is this convincing enough? I got more and it's all moving one. (happyhappy) So watch okay? MUST WATCH HUR. roflmao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6030847665506846200?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6030847665506846200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6030847665506846200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6030847665506846200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6030847665506846200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHnpgd1_VfI/AAAAAAAABWs/XX2HqyC-QOo/s72-c/e7780573571ea0_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-9081612729892336767</id><published>2008-07-13T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:24:04.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHm0gkOF0GI/AAAAAAAABWc/tHkvX3GXX7w/s1600-h/DSC01047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222403714484392034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHm0gkOF0GI/AAAAAAAABWc/tHkvX3GXX7w/s400/DSC01047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo. I'm damn worn off this week. Actually, it's pretty endurable :D I love to be worn off with busy schcules that makes me go lala and I wont get distracted easily. I'm very elated with myself. For perserving. For what? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, I can survive without money :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to save money for a great shopping spree and hence I didnt bring ANY money to school. I save about 45 dollar a week and it is not only for this week. I did this for like three weeks? O.o! Wakaaka! money, mONEY, MONEY! You must be wondering how I survived right? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to my moma! She sacrifices her beauty sleep just to wake up every morning to cook delicious packlunch for me to bring to school everyday! You see, is EVERYDAY. To me, she is the best and noblest (is there any words like this?) mother in the world. I dont think Singaporean mummy will do this lor. (Yes, trying to show off :D) Everybody is jealous of the food I ate everyday. (GRINS) Ask my classmates! :D I love my mum absolutely. Even Winanto said I've grown up alot. Thank buddy! Thank for the previous advices you gave me. I will cherish them. Urgh, yes! I love my mum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, I can survive without fatty foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shut up, okay? I know you will be laughing like nobody business. -.- But I really really endure when I see those fried food okay? Everybody know I'm a hungry person that go gaga over food. For what you may be wondering. Okay, I'm on diet o.O! Yes, I want to maintain the weight after I came back from Phillipines. (Marcus Cheng, WATCH OUT) and ya, I wanna get slimmer. Which girls dont want to be slim like duh -.- (Shut up, tico! I'm not those balanced one) I want to get into the ideal range of 47 to 50kg. (: 2 more kgs of fats to be burnt -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thirdly, I STUDY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've confidence in this time Physics test. (: YES, I HAVE! I really studied for it okay? (Not trying to show off) I hope my effort will be seen and appreciated. I used to dislike Physics seriously and I got a pathetic F9 for it? Urgh! Thus, I'm gonna to work hard for myself and my moma and popa. I want them to be proud of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, end of story. Next, on Rebellious Wilson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh, talking about him make my heart go crazy. He must be in the so called rebelious stage. I dunno okay? He is not like this in the past. The good mommy boy is now turning to big bad boy. Okay, he's still small in size. But yes, his mindset and ways of thinking is so damn wrong. I have concluded that he is addicted to MapleStory and he can make a din in the house when my moma dont let him play. (Screw the creater of MapleStory) You know the worst things is he dont do his works when he didnt get to play. He used this to threaten my moma -.- So lame isnt it? Boys nowaday. Haiyer! I'm speechless about him lah. My moma told me that I used to be like him in the past, rebelious. Looking back in the past makes my tears fall when I recalled how I used to treat my moma and popa and how stupid and immatured I can be in past. Home is the nicest place you can be. I'm serious and certainly sincern about it. This is a place where you can be your real self when you put down the mask you wore everyday. This is a place when true love and care shows. In the past, I used to treat home like hotel, a place where I sleep. Omg, I feel like crying. That's why I dont go out so often like last time. I want to spend more time at home with my moma and popa. (: And yes, later dinner with them WHICH MEANS SHOPPING (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One last thing, band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm yes, speechless. I dont want baritone sax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate myself for not giving it a try. I hate myself for being a coward. But, please. Dont force myself. I cant bring myself to overcome this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye. I love Ituka Toma. Sorry lah, I go yaya over hot guys (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-9081612729892336767?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/9081612729892336767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=9081612729892336767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/9081612729892336767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/9081612729892336767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHm0gkOF0GI/AAAAAAAABWc/tHkvX3GXX7w/s72-c/DSC01047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8636382368560732481</id><published>2008-07-07T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:34:03.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219970849340597026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHEP1LTXIyI/AAAAAAAABWM/dmD1uxjq9nk/s400/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aloha! roflmao. I love Ituka Toma. Shall elaborate more next time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-8636382368560732481?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8636382368560732481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8636382368560732481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8636382368560732481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8636382368560732481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-like-ituka-toma.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SHEP1LTXIyI/AAAAAAAABWM/dmD1uxjq9nk/s72-c/DSC00722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-3498434554902829014</id><published>2008-07-06T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:26:26.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SG-fvsX05BI/AAAAAAAABVs/C3H_w6wVsm8/s1600-h/DSC00283+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219566134859457554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SG-fvsX05BI/AAAAAAAABVs/C3H_w6wVsm8/s400/DSC00283+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look freaking dumb here -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven touched all my freaking homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is a freaking sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos I freakingly need to finish my freaking homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And homework freaks me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urgh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/34741617-3498434554902829014?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/3498434554902829014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=3498434554902829014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3498434554902829014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/3498434554902829014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-look-freaking-dumb-here.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SG-fvsX05BI/AAAAAAAABVs/C3H_w6wVsm8/s72-c/DSC00283+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8749742691085626209</id><published>2008-07-05T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:24:32.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SG5g1tozr_I/AAAAAAAABVU/9KrxAtjgeq8/s1600-h/DSC00943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219215494069071858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SG5g1tozr_I/AAAAAAAABVU/9KrxAtjgeq8/s400/DSC00943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh hi, I changed my font.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sunny today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;School's good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm processing quite well in school which is something to be proud of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Roflmao. I think I deserved some rewards for being resilience. Wow, big word huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yesh, I'm proud to say that I work hard for what I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I give my best shot in whatever I do. I can proudly say I done my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hmmm, abit off topic? Nevermind. Omg, O level MT oral is just next wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;True enough, I'm abit nervous. But I got confidence lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;MT Oral is my pro, somehow for people who is chatty? Yes, I'm chatty :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh yes, band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I got quite alot to talk about. So bear with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was shifted down to Baritone. Damned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm still thinking whether to take up this so called new challenge. Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Deep down my heart, it says no. To be frank, I dont want! I want my tenor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But who is going to play the baritone who have solo at the first few bars. And the rest is bore. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh my, somebody tell me what to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's my last year taking part in syf leh. Why cant you people trained the Sec one to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;They're Sec TWO next year and there's still NINE months to SYF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Please dont tell me stuffs like they cannot play because they have not enough air because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;THEY HAVE NINE MONTHS TO TRAIN UP THEIR BREATHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I seriously think that is not fair for me. Serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why everybody say the Sec one which by right turning Sec two next year cannot play?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Playing an instrument is not about experiences and seniority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, I am senior. So? So it means I have to play the baritone lah. Isit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Please, think. But I cant help giving in man. Urgh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, I'm noble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I know I cannot be selfish. It's considering about the whole band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, I'm easily soft hearted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Haissss, people! Tell me lah, how to fight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;One side of me is saying,"Come on, give a try." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Another side is saying,"You want your tenor right? So fight for it lah!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Bloody shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fucking bloody shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Spoiled my sunny mood only. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My god, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I just realised I have not eaten KFC and LJS for centuries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I HAVE NOT GONE TO ANY SHOPPING SPREE FOR MAY AND JUNE AND JULY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I managed to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh, unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nevermind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;One more week to go and I can shopping like eff crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Vivo, Orchard, Bugis, Outram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Topshop, Mango, F21, Vinatge couture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I got many many many things to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and left with many many many money to spend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;WAKAKAKA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hey, I didnt go for shopping spree for three months leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Of course left with alot of revenues lah :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, I'm still materialistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Many many tops :DDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;OH YES,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Did I ever mentioned that I have soft spot for guys who wear black frame specs?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My Alex turner wore that. AHAHAHA! I can feel my knee melting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Okay, bye! Stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Once upon a time, Peanut butter :D&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/34741617-8749742691085626209?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8749742691085626209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8749742691085626209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8749742691085626209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8749742691085626209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-hi-i-changed-my-font.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SG5g1tozr_I/AAAAAAAABVU/9KrxAtjgeq8/s72-c/DSC00943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-633241327954987941</id><published>2008-07-02T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:22:13.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unspoken emotion. unspoken fear. unspoken feeling. unspoken tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-633241327954987941?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/633241327954987941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=633241327954987941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/633241327954987941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/633241327954987941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/unspoken-emotion.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-5382235230760909021</id><published>2008-07-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:19:51.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGuOXXKb-CI/AAAAAAAABVE/8aEQgZQ8SbQ/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218421125244778530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGuOXXKb-CI/AAAAAAAABVE/8aEQgZQ8SbQ/s400/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;down. I'm feeling terribly down ): urgh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-5382235230760909021?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5382235230760909021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5382235230760909021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5382235230760909021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5382235230760909021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/down.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGuOXXKb-CI/AAAAAAAABVE/8aEQgZQ8SbQ/s72-c/DSC00157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2680444812628705329</id><published>2008-07-01T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:40:12.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCHAFnWI/AAAAAAAABUc/jygG2CkxSeQ/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218067816896634210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCHAFnWI/AAAAAAAABUc/jygG2CkxSeQ/s400/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCZW45VI/AAAAAAAABUk/8u9OHpvZnIc/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218067821824107858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCZW45VI/AAAAAAAABUk/8u9OHpvZnIc/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCh0UmlI/AAAAAAAABUs/rFh5l_Sk7_w/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218067824095042130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCh0UmlI/AAAAAAAABUs/rFh5l_Sk7_w/s400/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCyTxFnI/AAAAAAAABU0/zk1Mb6VreFM/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218067828521899634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCyTxFnI/AAAAAAAABU0/zk1Mb6VreFM/s400/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNDNT7yBI/AAAAAAAABU8/cMrqAkXexcc/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218067835770357778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNDNT7yBI/AAAAAAAABU8/cMrqAkXexcc/s400/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont look forward for my entries because I dont think I'll be updating often. No particular reasons. Partly because I'm lazy? Hahs, EXCUSE. To be frank, yes! I'm lazy to update :X Hmmm, yes! There's about all (: And I'm doing well, people. I'm now physically changed? In term of colour and size? HAHA! Colour will be I'm tanned now. Hot right? CHEH! But sadly I'm not EVENLY tanned. Damned, it looks kinda gross man. SERIOUS. (When you are NOT EVNLY tanned) Size will be I got slimmer (: WAKAKA! Not much lah, abit only ^^ abit4 kg?! But I gotta control lah. Haha! I'm a hungry person ): LOLS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made new friends (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Philliphines and other parts of Singapore. Mostly from Deyi Military Band. I must say that their performance is really effing zai. SERIOUS! haha! DMB got funny people lah. People like HBB -.- That noob. Edward and Chenfang. Fun people, luckily ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OKAY! I'll stop here. BYEBYE! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2680444812628705329?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2680444812628705329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2680444812628705329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2680444812628705329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2680444812628705329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-d-dont-look-forward-for-my-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGpNCHAFnWI/AAAAAAAABUc/jygG2CkxSeQ/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2297352334688384572</id><published>2008-06-28T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:23:56.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Bubbly - Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know- Jesse Mcnartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;I got it from my mama - Will.I.Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Music for love - Mario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the black parade - My Chemical Romance (ROFLMAO! WE'LL CARRY ON!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends - Bowling for soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live - Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Hero Heroine - Boys like girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Empty - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;You're so damn hot - Okay go! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Slipped away - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;On my way - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;The last song ever - Secondhand serande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;There she goes - Sixpence None The Richer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Mardy bum - Arctic Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Get over it - Okay go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars - Snow patrol (ROFLMAO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the moonlight - Toploader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started - Black Eyed Pea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Insurance - The Higher (HAHAH! RANDOM)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2297352334688384572?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2297352334688384572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2297352334688384572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2297352334688384572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2297352334688384572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-are-you-feeling-today-bubbly-colbie.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-8308507599049642667</id><published>2008-06-27T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:01:02.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGUOn-3bg7I/AAAAAAAABUU/qbeD9S6jD9o/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216591823431762866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGUOn-3bg7I/AAAAAAAABUU/qbeD9S6jD9o/s400/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A brand new start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm ready for all the upcoming NEW things! :D&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/34741617-8308507599049642667?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8308507599049642667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8308507599049642667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8308507599049642667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8308507599049642667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/brand-new-start-im-ready-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SGUOn-3bg7I/AAAAAAAABUU/qbeD9S6jD9o/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1266370432932627145</id><published>2008-06-24T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:01:21.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obs is fun. I manage to learn alot of things from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have never regretted going for this course maybe a little for the first few days but eventually mindset changed and everything seem better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were hitted by the typHOONNNN~! interesting right? I know. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Philliphines is nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice people, nice scenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People are happy and contented although they might be poor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are very interesting and humble people too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's alot more for singapore kids to learn out there man. serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And true indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm enlightened with many many things there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suceessfully walked out of my comfort zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I became braver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I carried right attitude and mindset for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm all ready for new challenges in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not any other girls (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On my way :D&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/34741617-1266370432932627145?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1266370432932627145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1266370432932627145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1266370432932627145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1266370432932627145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo-d-im-back-obs-is-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-1991134980395805564</id><published>2008-06-11T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:58:40.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advanced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(19/6) Birthday to Didi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, GROW UP lah! Thirteen already still so childish! Study hard and strive in your school in everything hor. Make us proud, you kukunathan (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(15/6) Father day to ALL the daddy in the world especially my OWN daddy ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Daddy, there's just too much unspoken words I wanna say to you. In short, I love you daddy! And thank for everything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1991134980395805564?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1991134980395805564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1991134980395805564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1991134980395805564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1991134980395805564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-yes-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-5171202470314250928</id><published>2008-06-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:51:07.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hNbal86I/AAAAAAAABT8/CAVWcV-OXAE/s1600-h/000a1f7x.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630914704798626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hNbal86I/AAAAAAAABT8/CAVWcV-OXAE/s400/000a1f7x.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes, I'm back from Sec One DRILL camp(not as strict as last year). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fun, I must say. Cos of the wacky NCOs who are involved. They are respectively Adila, Haziq, Fathiah, Mardiyyah, Felyna, Aini, Audrey, Deon, Sery, Shafiqqa, Vania, Hafiz ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didnt had much things to do for the NCOs but the EXCOs are pretty busy :/ So the NCOs slacked and disscussed(lols) about tons of things? Nevermind, you dont have to know (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glad to see the improvement of the sec one in everything (attidude/drill). They didnt put in effort for the first morning during the camp. It's really disappointing and angry when they didnt learn from their mistakes. And yeah, it made me cry when I tell them off (hey, it's not fake okay?) &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, eventually! THEY MADE IT FOR THE TWO DAYS! AND CONGRAT ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND NOW,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I'm leaving tomorrow to Cebu, Phillipines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(feeling excited and NOT excited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I hope I'll survive for the 11 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I hope everybody will be fine in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss dad, mum, brother, uncle ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss my bunch of lovelies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meanwhile, keep the blog alive with your tags! ( I seriously abhor people who view and run. They are just trepassing lor -.- URGHHHH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some random pictures during the hike:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hN6YKQ7I/AAAAAAAABUE/nkI9xudNBf8/s1600-h/P6050094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630923016094642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hN6YKQ7I/AAAAAAAABUE/nkI9xudNBf8/s400/P6050094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hOlzstmI/AAAAAAAABUM/ic9yItI6LwM/s1600-h/P6050054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630934674323042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hOlzstmI/AAAAAAAABUM/ic9yItI6LwM/s400/P6050054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bye, people! Enjoy your holiday! God bless! ;D&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/34741617-5171202470314250928?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5171202470314250928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5171202470314250928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5171202470314250928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5171202470314250928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-yes-im-back-from-sec-one-drill.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SE_hNbal86I/AAAAAAAABT8/CAVWcV-OXAE/s72-c/000a1f7x.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2685921695901920857</id><published>2008-06-08T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:15:47.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;(My moma is at the back. Basically I only have 5 min to blog because my unreasonable moma want me to go to SLEEP @ 10.30 as i have a camp tomorrow. EXCUSE! She wanna peep what I blogged *screwed face* Nehmind, i'll show her how INTERESTING blogging can get *WIDDDDDDDDDDDE SMILE*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm having a camp tomorrow. Oh, it is the sec one DRILLLL camp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We're gonna to have FUNNNNN, isit? *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be back on 1oth June and yeah, I must be ready for Phillipines by 12th June. Gosh, practically I only have ONE day rest no, few hours rest as I'm gonna do alot of washing of smelly clothes in order to get them in the lugguage by 12th June, 5.30AM! and shopping of camp stuff. So I think this will be my last post of the June hoiliday ): So here, I wish everybody a good holiday ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blogging is fun! Blogger have life ;D So get a LIFE, non-blogger ^^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2685921695901920857?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2685921695901920857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2685921695901920857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2685921695901920857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2685921695901920857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo-im-back-my-moma-is-at-back.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-5035973167037733050</id><published>2008-06-05T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:21:23.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEf05TrtrLI/AAAAAAAABT0/t1YphfktrZs/s1600-h/0009sfzb.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208400759450610866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEf05TrtrLI/AAAAAAAABT0/t1YphfktrZs/s400/0009sfzb.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's better that we keep the border clear. Sometimes it's just so blur that we overstep the border. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Away from 6th June to 7th June for camp and competiton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy advanced birthday to Marcus cheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, mug hard for Os lah. 3 more months only! ENDURE! And all the best in everything (: Hmmm, i dunno what to say le lah, I brainjam now so I'll send you a sms later xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-5035973167037733050?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5035973167037733050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5035973167037733050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5035973167037733050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5035973167037733050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-better-that-we-keep-border-clear.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEf05TrtrLI/AAAAAAAABT0/t1YphfktrZs/s72-c/0009sfzb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1223026644575351892</id><published>2008-06-05T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:13:32.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Dang, I'm feeling like shit now. And this is what I called emotional. Urgh, I guess is some girl-stuff lah. It really make me feel super pissed. -.- And yes, I survived from the trek from Macritchie to Jurong! (screams). I'm lazy lah. Let the photo talks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208395983446977618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfwjTrtrFI/AAAAAAAABTE/vbDtLFGphjA/s400/DSC09916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208398229714873442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfymDrtrGI/AAAAAAAABTM/RXqem_STMLs/s400/DSC09925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208398238304808050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfymjrtrHI/AAAAAAAABTU/v3lxYVMA3ds/s400/DSC09927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208398242599775362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfymzrtrII/AAAAAAAABTc/nIRK1-1-gcs/s400/DSC09932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208398246894742674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfynDrtrJI/AAAAAAAABTk/VS07Bfakp34/s400/DSC09935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208398251189709986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfynTrtrKI/AAAAAAAABTs/AZupfzkFIhU/s400/DSC09936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last PT @ Pasir Ris Park&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208395970562075666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfwijrtrBI/AAAAAAAABSk/qXZhHdo8feo/s400/DSC09888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208395974857042978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfwizrtrCI/AAAAAAAABSs/56kHbnzYmdQ/s400/DSC09891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208395979152010290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfwjDrtrDI/AAAAAAAABS0/YjtsnXqRTJo/s400/DSC09892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208395979152010306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfwjDrtrEI/AAAAAAAABS8/tTHrRNRZ9Gk/s400/DSC09895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hey, my photography skill's not bad eh :D Editing skill also not bad leh (smile)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1223026644575351892?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1223026644575351892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1223026644575351892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1223026644575351892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1223026644575351892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/dang-im-feeling-like-shit-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEfwjTrtrFI/AAAAAAAABTE/vbDtLFGphjA/s72-c/DSC09916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-5485624049290711719</id><published>2008-06-04T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:54:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty bored and I'm lazy to blog actually. Bloghopped and saw this quiz. Find it interesting so do lor. Anyway, I love the practice today (: I'm OFFICIALLY a NCOs of JVCB! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ!&lt;br /&gt;1.What's the connection between you &amp;amp; the last Person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;she's my mum and i'm her daughter? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;yes i do. when i'm revising for major exam(last minute work mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What happened at 10.00am todae?&lt;br /&gt;band practice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;31 may, the asshole-ic bike crash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;ewwwwww. i dont eat peanut BUTTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;good result, slimmer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you carry an umbrella when it rains,or jus put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely NOT bring an umbrella, so i think i will wear plastic bag on my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Whats your favorite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;like duhh? pillow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What bottom are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;schools short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Whats the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants to be the sun that lights up your life. but i'd rather be the moon, so i can shine on you during your darkest hour and be there for you. you may be one person in this world but you're the world to one person. (i supposed it's the nicest sms i ever get ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you tend to make a relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. to make things fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;now? NO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the last movie you went to see?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm? speed racer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;JVCBananas! my blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;dont ignore me! Hi! (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;POP song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you have any nicknames?What are they?&lt;br /&gt;ton? not gonna reveal (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What does your last recieved text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Who was it from?from audrey? (bring obs pill one lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;2 plus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;not really? somebody scare me with Os stuff ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;Chowhuiwen, mummy, daddy, marcus cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;ewwwww. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;nobody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm, yes. Os?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What/Who was the last thing to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;let me think? no? (currently brainjam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;nahhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Who is the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;marcus cheng?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Have you ever had your heartbroken?l&lt;br /&gt;ike duhh. -.- my hear is not made of metal c'mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;the fucked up attitude in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;now? Nahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;yellow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;no! please lah. you gonna pay your life for it. -.- but i will be praying for somebody will kill them for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Do you believed in the saying "talk in cheap"?&lt;br /&gt;no! my talk is EXPENSIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Who was the last person to lay in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;my mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;huiwen! miss her too much. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;nahh. i forgot when i last kissed sia -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;yes i do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Have you ever think someone died, when they really didnt?&lt;br /&gt;nah. i'm not a saddist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;cos i love arctic monkey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;eh. dun rmb ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, (: to the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;bet she looks good on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;nahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;like duhh! OPEN LAH! TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CONTROL MY LIFE. I LEAD MY OWN LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;yes, I give up on joe jonas ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. saxophone, clarinet, guitar, piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.What was the worst idea you've had in week?&lt;br /&gt;nah! i'm a positive person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;editing my blogskin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH! i'm single and i'm happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.What song describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;a certain romance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.Does the person you like know you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. i dont have a crush eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Who always make you laughs?&lt;br /&gt;chowhuiwen/tanjiahui/marcus cheng. actually hard to say lah. i laugh alot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.Do you speak other language other than english?&lt;br /&gt;chinese/rojak malay/singlish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.Are you blonde?&lt;br /&gt;no! I HAVE BLACK HAIR! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.What your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;HUIYING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;trekking from macrichite to jurong&amp;amp; meetup for refund (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;chowhuiwen/tanjiahui/stephanie tan/ marcuscheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.Who wil you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;oh, alex turner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.Where have you been todae?&lt;br /&gt;school, bubble tea shop, bus, coffee united?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;ehhhhhhh. does blogger consider a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;URGH! TJH! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.If you've to choose between friend &amp;amp; love, who wil you choose?&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND! boys, step out lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;doing this dumb quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;jurong west primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;yellow, black, red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;(:/ ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;good! meaningful (: and i like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;rant at marcus cheng (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.who did you last chat in msn todayy?&lt;br /&gt;junwei/ sery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.which model of phone do you use?&lt;br /&gt;SonyErison k750i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;excited/ tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;12.14am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;last time reddish brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79.Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;cos i find it interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.What feeling you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;jealousy/hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.At which age you wish to get marry?&lt;br /&gt;when my mr right proposed to me with 999 roses (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.Who is more important to you?Boyfriend or friends?&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS! (: I DONT NEED BOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.Do you think you have enough confident?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84.Who is the person you trust?&lt;br /&gt;chowhuiwen/Tanjiahui/ stephanie tan/ marcus cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.Do you believe in seing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.If you can have a dream come true,what would dit be?&lt;br /&gt;PASS OS WITH SOARING COLOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;get slimmer and passed with good grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. nah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;excited/ happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;TALENTED musicians! i only date TALENTED guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;hatred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.Do you cherish every single friendship of yours.?&lt;br /&gt;like duhh! yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;somehow yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.WHo cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;family/ friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;money, good grade, good friend, family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.Describe the person who taggedd you.&lt;br /&gt;many tagged me? and i cant possibly describe all and to be fair, i'll not do this ques (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;didnt prepared much for mye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.What would you feel that no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;i'll knock my head against the wall? and kill yself? (i cant live lidat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.What if your stead two-timedd you?&lt;br /&gt;scold him like nobody business (: or hang up with he other party and bastard him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.WHat is your greatest wishh?&lt;br /&gt;PASS OS WITH SOARING COLOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saw another one. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Three-things quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mandy 2. Mandy Cheong 3. Cheong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mandy 2. Mandy 3. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eyes 2. PUBLIC Hair( the one on your head) 3. Idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. My body 2. My lip 3. My arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm from Zhang family 2. Some ancient people shared the same surname as me 3. What else you wanna know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cats 2. Ghosts 3. Certain teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Air 2. Money 3. Clothes(you cant go naked right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR CURRENT FAVOURITE OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Arctic Monkey 2. Okay go 3. Secondhand Serande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS ON YOUR PLAYLIST:&lt;br /&gt;1. A certain romance by AM 2. Bet she looks good on the dancefloor by AM 3. The last song ever by SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. Trust 2. Understanding 3. Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;1. I love JVCB 2. I LOVEEEEEE CAT(-.-) 3. I love Alex turner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYISICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Boys who are talented 2. Guitarists/Drummers/NCC Cadets are hawt! (: 3. RICH? (HEHE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blogging 2. Shopping 3. Hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Study CHEM&amp;amp;PHYS! 2.SLEEP 3. People who owed me money PAID back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1. Accountant 2. Camp Instructor 3. Business woman (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Venice 2. Africa 3. Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KIDS' NAME YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Marilou Jane 2. Money 3. Cash (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to bermuda triangle 2. Meet arctic monkey 3. write a autobiography of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:&lt;br /&gt;1. I can come back home later 2. No girl stuff 3. No need to bath for 3 days? LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CELEB CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;1. ALEX TURNER! 2. TRAVIS BARKER 3. JOE JONAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. YOU 2. YOU. 3.YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE JVCBananas! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trekking! I think I SHOULD be able to survive lah. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUG HARD FOR SCIENCE!!!(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-5485624049290711719?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/5485624049290711719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=5485624049290711719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5485624049290711719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/5485624049290711719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-pretty-bored-and-im-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-7075512711183834567</id><published>2008-06-03T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:13:04.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes! Not forgetting to wish &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TANJI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AHUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER HAPPPPPPPPPPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hey you! What I wanna say, I had already said in the three pages long of sms yestersday night. I bet you cried right? Cos it's oh-so-touching. LOLS! Remember hor! STAY HAPPY AND SMILE FOR LIFE. Go for all you want and I'm always here for you. I LOVE YOU LAH, more than PH okay? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, finally! I got into my ideal weight (: And there's band tomorrow! *EXCITED* It's been sooooooooooo long that I touched my saxohphone. ): Hope Zhenbei mama will come back, I miss her damn much sia. Ohya, I read seventeen and it says that 66% of the guys say i love you without meaning it. They ought to die lor (: TSK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. At what age do you wish to be married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm. The day my Mr Right proposed to me on the centre of orchard road with 999 roses :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 buddies you'd take and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow Huiwen, Stephanie Tan, Marcus cheng (: No why cause they are the few people that I cant survive w/o (eh, HW! CRY HOR :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmmm. To Mars?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. If you can have 1 dream come true, what would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pass my Os with SOARING result (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100% NO (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family and Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. If you win $ 1 Million, what would you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give 1/2 to daddy mummy. Donate 1/4 to poor countries through Tzu Chi Foundation. 1/4 for me to shop (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No! Dignity, girls (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. One bad point the person who tagged you has got?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, marcus cheng. he got problem in his english (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Is everything possible to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmm. yes (: I'm a positive kid :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. What kind of person do you hate the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;depend lah. I will hate that person if he/she stepped on my nerve (: but it's seldom lah. I'm kind you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. If you are given the chance to go back to the past and make a difference, will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like duhh, yes (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.Wad thing cnt be seen by others the most??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naked body? Undergarments? Diary! AHAHAHA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Any wisdom to share with your readers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmm. READ AND TAG LALALA-ISLOVE.BS.COM and ALEX TURNER'S THE SEX! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. If there's ever a war(or things that are similar) happening in your place, are you going to move to a safer place, or fight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fight (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. If you have the chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my headstrong-ness/do w/o thinking/over-straightforward character (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ChowHuiwen/ Stephanie Tan/Marcus cheng (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. what do you think the most stupid thing humans may get to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot to wear their underwear? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. What does love means to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love and being loved is the sweetest thing ever (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Who do you love ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE DUHH! Family, friends and JVCBananas (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seventeen (May 2008) is eff-ing fun! READ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It say that I need to go for a relaxed, smart THINKER who works out all the angles before he acts (: (True, I want a brainy bf :D) and why? Cos we are both straight=forward, there wont be any silly sgames between us.I move at a faster pace than he does, but there's alot I can learn from(O.o!) all the thoughful ideas floating around in a THINKER's head - if I just take the time to listen. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a guy's sneakers are old school (Converse canva or high cut):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guy is often misunderstood, so he may have his guard up- you need to work to find the sensitive guy underneath his indie shell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a guy's sneakers are sporty (Adidas Track shoe, etc):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is an uncomplicated, low drama guy. he's too shy to express himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a guy's sneakers are flashy ( Super colourful one):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a very image-consicious person who is fun to flirt with, but his cool lines may not be for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will dug a portion of my pocket money to buy the June Seventeen (: Good day tomorrow (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly you a paperplane that goes neverending (:&lt;/em&gt;&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/34741617-7075512711183834567?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/7075512711183834567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=7075512711183834567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7075512711183834567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7075512711183834567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-yes-not-forgetting-to-wish-tanji.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-6329227342732741525</id><published>2008-06-03T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:36:31.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sighs! It's so upsetting. D: I just read the band blog and saw the tag of unknown people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They seem like they're very unhappy with the band. They said that the EXCOs are pushing their authority around. Like what sia! They're so so so so so wrong lor. Our excos do so much for them and this is what they say. -.- Plus they dont have evidence to prove lor. It's very ironically of the motto "One band one sound one spirts". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They ought to REFLECT! And they have to give the excos time to learn right? Being a exco is not a simple task. They have to earn everybody's respect with the authority given by the teachers. Everybody is giving them stress and pressure, from the members, from the ex members, from the teachers. It's not an easy job, kids if you think it is. Everyone can be a drum major then if the job is so simple. Everybody is improving because they love the band. If you really care for the band, REFLECT AND IMPROVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actions speak louder than words. Together, the NCOs will prove them wrong. We will improve and reflect ourself first. Respect has to be earned too. Remember the lecture in Deyi? 3 key element to be a good leader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prepared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Intergrity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good leaders come out with PROBLEM with SOLUTIONS! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NCOs! Let's work hard together because we love the band! :DDDDD&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/34741617-6329227342732741525?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6329227342732741525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6329227342732741525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6329227342732741525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6329227342732741525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/06/sighs-its-so-upsetting.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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-34741617.post-1566665990750953583</id><published>2008-05-31T20:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:07:09.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NCOs POP @ Deyi (II)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206526586046491410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFMWDrtqxI/AAAAAAAABQk/vv7wRYkBXro/s400/DSC05199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206526594636426018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFMWjrtqyI/AAAAAAAABQs/89ewQXlRJtg/s400/DSCF2593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206526603226360626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFMXDrtqzI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8XyBYPq30QE/s400/DSCF2667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah! Me marching off with that thingy! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206526607521327938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFMXTrtq0I/AAAAAAAABQ8/6ThSuLqjuuA/s400/DSCF2675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528651925760866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFOOTrtq2I/AAAAAAAABRM/L2jXLeLSHsY/s400/DSCF2696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206526611816295250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFMXjrtq1I/AAAAAAAABRE/wYS8OXqSwjg/s400/DSCF2689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528669105630098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFOPTrtq5I/AAAAAAAABRk/mcTLA9guqXU/s400/DSCF2706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528673400597410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFOPjrtq6I/AAAAAAAABRs/zhGF-uM_6NU/s400/DSCF2707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528664810662786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFOPDrtq4I/AAAAAAAABRc/QJU_B60H2oY/s400/DSCF2705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All NCOs of the 4 bands ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531052812479426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFQaDrtq8I/AAAAAAAABR8/yBw8T7TK040/s400/DSCF2709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531061402414034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFQajrtq9I/AAAAAAAABSE/bsmYKxwCGwQ/s400/DSCF2711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531044222544818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFQZjrtq7I/AAAAAAAABR0/N6JyuM5wRIE/s400/DSCF2710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With trainers ;DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528660515695474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFOOzrtq3I/AAAAAAAABRU/QoCqLehwA2k/s400/DSCF2700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JVCB! :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531069992348658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFQbDrtq_I/AAAAAAAABSU/4kOPlmrqeDM/s400/DSCF2720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The undercoveries! (L to R: BM of DSB, BM of DMB, BM of BLCB, DM of BLCB, DM of JVCB!, DM of DMB, BM of JVCB!, DIC of DSB)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531065697381346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFQazrtq-I/AAAAAAAABSM/i3B-vUWW1G8/s400/DSCF2713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DMs! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The end of POP D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss all the NCOs! Look forward to graduation day in July D;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206524137915132546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFKHjrtqoI/AAAAAAAABPc/7yxHXUIjIMI/s400/DSC09867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aw, I'm physically hurt ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I fell down from a bike when I'm in Chek Java, Pulau Ubin having OBS PT(Boonjun, Weiyin, Weiting, Tanhao, Audrey). Nah, is not because I dunno how to ride( for eff-ing god sake, I used to ride to school when I'm in primary school -.-). It's because BoonJun suddenly brake on the down slope and I'm right behind her and I didnt brake much. Due to the sudden brake, I got to brake very hard to stop the bike. But my left right controlling the back wheel is kinda weak and yeah, the front wheel stops the back whell didnt. And the whole bike jeered to the front and I just FLEWWWWWW off the bike and BANG, I'm on the ground with my arms and legscut by the rock, knees with bruises. Fortunately, my face is fine(Phew!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206524150800034450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFKITrtqpI/AAAAAAAABPk/1ls9dGEqihg/s400/DSC09841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way, on boat (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206525112872708850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFLATrtqvI/AAAAAAAABQU/lh6ndQN8s_Y/s400/DSC09859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206524150800034466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFKITrtqqI/AAAAAAAABPs/zAiaPzjZkVo/s400/DSC09842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206525104282774226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFK_zrtqtI/AAAAAAAABQE/fYbGEcvF92U/s400/DSC09849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206525108577741538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFLADrtquI/AAAAAAAABQM/XfP_G3coVwk/s400/DSC09862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206524150800034482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFKITrtqrI/AAAAAAAABP0/8UKbR03UyfM/s400/DSC09851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206525112872708866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFLATrtqwI/AAAAAAAABQc/41HSuqiyZMA/s400/DSC09857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206524155095001794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFKIjrtqsI/AAAAAAAABP8/9EgPUV7VGm8/s400/DSC09858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went to school for PT; to JE lib to do homework and meeting to Cityhall to collect stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seriously need a rest. It seems that everything I assumed is not right. I thought I can hold on. But not anymore. I'm not superman. I need rest. I'm tired. Injuries, aches, sunburnt, bruises, cut and everything. Perhap I overestimated myself. I wasnt as strong as I think I am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Recovers has yet in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All injuries! Go and never come back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1566665990750953583?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1566665990750953583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1566665990750953583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1566665990750953583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1566665990750953583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/ncos-pop-deyi-ii-hah-me-marching-off.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SEFMWDrtqxI/AAAAAAAABQk/vv7wRYkBXro/s72-c/DSC05199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1829551336605000212</id><published>2008-05-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:04:19.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7ToDrtqjI/AAAAAAAABO0/hHsKwDfT96A/s1600-h/DSCF2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830904423754290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7ToDrtqjI/AAAAAAAABO0/hHsKwDfT96A/s320/DSCF2714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TojrtqkI/AAAAAAAABO8/1fTAa0R1R0A/s1600-h/DSCF2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830913013688898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TojrtqkI/AAAAAAAABO8/1fTAa0R1R0A/s320/DSCF2702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TpDrtqlI/AAAAAAAABPE/HhwsZ9KR30E/s1600-h/DSCF2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830921603623506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TpDrtqlI/AAAAAAAABPE/HhwsZ9KR30E/s320/DSCF2699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TpTrtqmI/AAAAAAAABPM/yz8BQ396Mn8/s1600-h/DSCF2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830925898590818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TpTrtqmI/AAAAAAAABPM/yz8BQ396Mn8/s320/DSCF2698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TpzrtqnI/AAAAAAAABPU/0Jpl9vpEJSU/s1600-h/DSCF2697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830934488525426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7TpzrtqnI/AAAAAAAABPU/0Jpl9vpEJSU/s320/DSCF2697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOLS! Part of the POP (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORE COMING UP SOON ;D&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/34741617-1829551336605000212?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1829551336605000212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1829551336605000212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1829551336605000212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1829551336605000212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/lols-part-of-pop-more-coming-up-soon-d.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD7ToDrtqjI/AAAAAAAABO0/hHsKwDfT96A/s72-c/DSCF2714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-2003520619392704162</id><published>2008-05-29T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:24:13.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD6sHzrtqgI/AAAAAAAABOc/FMJral9y1Zo/s1600-h/DSC00562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787469419489794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD6sHzrtqgI/AAAAAAAABOc/FMJral9y1Zo/s320/DSC00562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787478009424402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD6sITrtqhI/AAAAAAAABOk/DOioHT7xkpg/s320/DSC00559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, hi people! I'm back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back from the combined NCO camp which is Deyi Military Band, Deyi Symphonic Band and Boon Lay Concert band. I just know that the NCOs of JVCB`08 are the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; batch to go for the combined camp which is held 6 years ago. O.o! Our seniors didnt go for the last combined camp because of some unknown reason which made us the first batch (: And that made us to have the authority to held the next combined camp :DDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NCO camp is tough. Way tougher than the drill camp last year. I mean, seriously. Although it's tough and tiring, but it's all worth it. Even though we get punished everyday, it's worth it. I think the NCO had done countless of pumps already luh. I still remember day 1, we do hours and hours of drill, counts and counts of punishment. But afterall, we endured. I really love the part when NCOs regardless of different bands encourage each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the trainers(Utah sir)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my group members(Gladiator! DMS: Anna, Kally, Abigail, Kumar, Edward, Yongren DSB: Ee Earn, Pamela, Junyang,Tee Keng, BLCB: Zabir, Nazrynn, Farhan, Ris, Luqman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The food is good! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DMB drill is eff-ing GOOD! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NCOs is BEST!! :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pain is only for a moment, but glory is forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing I learnt from this camp. Hahs! I dunno why lah. But everytime I was about to give up this phrase will come into my mind. And I learn to do better drill?(Like no?) LOLS! And I learn to be brave? The presentation luh! Grrrrr! I also dunno what the hell I doing lah. Then tyco tyco become Best Female Camper. (HAHAHA! I really laughing in my heart sia) . When I heard my name during POP, I'm damn shocked sia. I forgot everything lah, ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING -.- I think everybody is laughing like monkey already luh. HAHA! I'm damn touched luh, my bestie, CHOWHUIWEN actually come to watch my POP!( tears of joy [:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grrrrrrrr! I miss NCO camp lah! &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, the NCOs from other school are friendly lor. expect for some stucked up :/ I invented some cheatcode(smile) It is absolutely LOL! I think James from bl know it cos yes, he's like next beside me during punishment. Hahaha! Ohyes, I'm toasted due to the hardcore training in camp ): Now my red is eff-ing red? Like apple lidat then my forehead's roasted -.- Skins is tearing off! ): and Deyi is full of insect! My leg is feeded by the mosquitoes! -.- And and and I LOSE 3KG which made me like 49 to 50kg? WAKAKAKA! My leg become muscle already luh and my back aching! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But it's all WORTH IT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205808007953099298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD6-zTrtqiI/AAAAAAAABOs/XPzynYh8Tjk/s320/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, take a look at my section (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(I'm waiting for Huadong sir to send me the POP photo -.-, will be uploaded soon ;D )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-2003520619392704162?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/2003520619392704162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=2003520619392704162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2003520619392704162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/2003520619392704162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-hi-people-im-back-d-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SD6sHzrtqgI/AAAAAAAABOc/FMJral9y1Zo/s72-c/DSC00562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-6981400177690673476</id><published>2008-05-26T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:43:22.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDraKDrtqfI/AAAAAAAABOU/6i5-zdTJkQw/s1600-h/DSC00543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204712185702230514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDraKDrtqfI/AAAAAAAABOU/6i5-zdTJkQw/s320/DSC00543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wooooooooooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On hiatus :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From 27th May to 29 th May;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meanwhile, please keep the blog ALIVE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to fight for our band&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on everybody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;do your part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on everybody &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;with your soul and heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;do it for our band&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;do it for our banddd...AR!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-6981400177690673476?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/6981400177690673476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=6981400177690673476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6981400177690673476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/6981400177690673476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/wooooooooooray-on-hiatus-d-from-27th.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDraKDrtqfI/AAAAAAAABOU/6i5-zdTJkQw/s72-c/DSC00543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8545576369770769713</id><published>2008-05-26T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T01:34:11.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDmiejrtqeI/AAAAAAAABOM/6zQ-L-FyTQc/s1600-h/DSC00495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204369490261682658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDmiejrtqeI/AAAAAAAABOM/6zQ-L-FyTQc/s400/DSC00495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I pity myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos I'm always the one who do all the shit for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's raining today, after I had my starbuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's freezing cold, and I'm walking under the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pity myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really pity me alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody know how I'm feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why you can have everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, you dont. You just have what I dont have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I should cherish what I have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least of admiring people who dont have what I already had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All along, I had been taking every tiny things for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ought to be appreciative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll change, for the better. I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a kid, yearning for independence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit mama giving alot? For my age?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kid who think she think maturely when she dont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kid who try to deal with things she cant even managed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to grow up, badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont wanna stuck in a 15 year old body and a 5 year old brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always think I had already grown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody should poke their nose in my business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now, I want somebody to guide me along this empty path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreaded aloneness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is all grown up faced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a fact, a reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, when I try doing everything alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I can do plenty of things myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I supposed this is what a woman will feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday, I'm learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This's a process, for growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yesterday's picture is gross. Haha! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/34741617-8545576369770769713?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/8545576369770769713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=8545576369770769713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8545576369770769713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/8545576369770769713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-i-pity-myself-at-times.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDmiejrtqeI/AAAAAAAABOM/6zQ-L-FyTQc/s72-c/DSC00495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1800712552283498564</id><published>2008-05-24T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:26:06.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDhOxjrtqdI/AAAAAAAABOE/5k86Eg6lWus/s1600-h/DSC09771+-+Copy+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203995982725753298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDhOxjrtqdI/AAAAAAAABOE/5k86Eg6lWus/s400/DSC09771+-+Copy+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm happy, extremely happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont think I can hide my emotion. I just cant stop beaming :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhap what Daddy and Marcus's words make my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all. Ohya, daddy bought me a hoodies! (Screams)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Few more weeks to OYP: OBS (Scream more)&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/34741617-1800712552283498564?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1800712552283498564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1800712552283498564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1800712552283498564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1800712552283498564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-happy-extremely-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDhOxjrtqdI/AAAAAAAABOE/5k86Eg6lWus/s72-c/DSC09771+-+Copy+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-1248014887119816081</id><published>2008-05-23T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:55:58.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDbnkzrtqcI/AAAAAAAABN8/eHltS3E6NE4/s1600-h/imrealysorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203601039008049602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDbnkzrtqcI/AAAAAAAABN8/eHltS3E6NE4/s400/imrealysorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&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;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only time can reverse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything will be different,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for every step i took,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every action i did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for all i know,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;disappointment and guilty says my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want things to turn out that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the dissapointment in your face,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the tears on your eye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the silence you onhold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and every emotion you hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it makes me even more upset.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's really very upseting to see your beloved one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crying for you, getting worried for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel useless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the disappointment i brought upon is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my own action.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and why must you suffer for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel breaking down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just cant stop myself from crying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blame on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all I wanna say is sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry for letting you down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry for everything,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every mistake, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every sorrow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every actions that break your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never do it again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i fell, i cried, i stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-1248014887119816081?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/1248014887119816081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=1248014887119816081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1248014887119816081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/1248014887119816081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-only-time-can-reverse-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDbnkzrtqcI/AAAAAAAABN8/eHltS3E6NE4/s72-c/imrealysorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-7612467560053660732</id><published>2008-05-22T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:26:06.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDWQQDrtqbI/AAAAAAAABN0/XeXffjvxEIg/s1600-h/icon2-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203223550037436850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDWQQDrtqbI/AAAAAAAABN0/XeXffjvxEIg/s400/icon2-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rats! No more holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently, I'm only left with 2 free days for the entire holiday D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm loving it ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;June will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;physical training &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;physical &lt;strong&gt;training &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and more physical training.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shed off fats! At least 5 kg man. O.o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OBS Ic meeting is fun. Chaos! ;D I want PT! PT! PT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Band is good! I want drill! drill! drill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's gonna be the most exciting june holiday I can ever have ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know my loyal fan will be missing me D;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ily, opps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-7612467560053660732?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/7612467560053660732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=7612467560053660732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7612467560053660732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7612467560053660732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/rats-no-more-holiday-apparently-im-only.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDWQQDrtqbI/AAAAAAAABN0/XeXffjvxEIg/s72-c/icon2-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-7395093478019913767</id><published>2008-05-21T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:45:18.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202867077531571570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDRMCoHYFXI/AAAAAAAABNs/ut-xPj5Rt84/s400/sb10064387f-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDRMCIHYFWI/AAAAAAAABNk/a7tEyxHdTyU/s1600-h/sb10064387f-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202867068941636962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDRMCIHYFWI/AAAAAAAABNk/a7tEyxHdTyU/s400/sb10064387f-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I love you earth. Dont die (trying hard to be dramatic)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather is simply unbearable man. I smell like shit when I reached home. I seems like it's getting hotter and hotter day by day. Let talk about geography and sciences. There's too much carbon dioxde in the atmosphere and for all we know, carbon dioxde trap heat. Inresponsible people chopped the tree down and caused global warming. Ah, there's still way loads of methods to contribute to global warming and I'm not posting just in case will learn o.O! (Just in case ;D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So people, stop global warming! Do your part and YOU make a difference ;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's drills for NCO tomorrow D; I will really smell like dung tomorrow. So stay away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm updating all my schcules in my hp. Gosh, I have counted. I &lt;strong&gt;REALLY &lt;/strong&gt;only got like 6 free days during the holiday. So D-E-A-D!-DDDDDD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I got to plan how to make FULL use of these 6 days D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First! Give a dye to my hair and getting a trim? Hair grow rather fast as in the thickness and not in length! Asshole! Tsk -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second! I got to complete homework and preapre for next term. Subjects like Amaths, Biology, Chemistry, Physics and Geography? I'm not really satisfied with my result this time round! Going to spend 2 days just to study ;DDDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third! I'm going to go for a GREAT shopping spree! Woots~ I got to stock up for my wardrobe. Got alot of things to buy luh. Need to buy hoodies, floral tube, stripped bf shirt. And i need to walk in people park complex again sia. I cant shop with my parent around. They will nag or disproved the thing i wanna buy -.- this is kinda sad uh. spending 1 full day ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fourth! READ! ;D Stocking in more books for reading. I tend to love myself better after reading those sad story of young girls. It teaches me not to take things for granted. It makes me grow up. It really makes me feel ways time loved and cherished. Those pain they go through mentally and physically are really uncomparable to what we THINK is terrible and horrible(and vegatable! I'm trying to be serious okay?) spending 1 day tgt with shopping ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left with 2 more days. What to do? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somebody suggests something lame yet funny. Go figure who is it, I'm not telling ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, what make a perfect romance? LOLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would want my future husband-to-be to propose to me in the mid of the busiest street in orchard and even on mrt or bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would absolutely love my future husband-to-be to propose me with 1000 red rose. It's okay without the ring as cash will do the trick best (hehehe!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would want my future husband-to-be to do stupid thing before I argeed to marry him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, how fairytale can it be? It's the singaporean version. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 more days to holidays! And obs! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34741617-7395093478019913767?l=summer-bits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/feeds/7395093478019913767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34741617&amp;postID=7395093478019913767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7395093478019913767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34741617/posts/default/7395093478019913767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summer-bits.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-you-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13402978322992190829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDRMCoHYFXI/AAAAAAAABNs/ut-xPj5Rt84/s72-c/sb10064387f-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34741617.post-8291030704787069831</id><published>2008-05-20T22:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:44:10.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's 12.00am, 21/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(18/5)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tanhao's birthday @ Kbox cineleisure ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202486410285159666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLx04HYFPI/AAAAAAAABMs/y6BtuxxIJ0s/s400/DSC07888.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The birthday guy, on 18/5 only ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202478327156708418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLqeYHYFEI/AAAAAAAABLU/4NG87lmnwOU/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Self timer 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479508272714834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLrjIHYFFI/AAAAAAAABLc/FJCwLVYPbCM/s400/Image005(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Self timer 2 ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202478322861741106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLqeIHYFDI/AAAAAAAABLM/OSOWrgF1pcQ/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me &amp;amp; Nat! Gaga smile ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479529747551346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLrkYHYFHI/AAAAAAAABLs/3qv4dZzY4wI/s400/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Nat again! Oh, this time with shade ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479534042518658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLrkoHYFII/AAAAAAAABL0/bKON9DbHfWI/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Jiaowei family ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479534042518674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLrkoHYFJI/AAAAAAAABL8/br7BTJ9xWUA/s400/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lee tung seng ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202478279912068098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLqboHYFAI/AAAAAAAABK0/GyKmSxADgXs/s400/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Wx making QJ's eye when he sing the "Qian li zhi wai" -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202478292796970002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLqcYHYFBI/AAAAAAAABK8/k1vKedG0ZaM/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202478309976839202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLqdYHYFCI/AAAAAAAABLE/Vnpds2Gn7bU/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He look like Fei Yu Qing ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(19/5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stephorny's birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202489957928146178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDL1DYHYFQI/AAAAAAAABM0/_Odqmc1_n-c/s400/DSC00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The birthday girl, on 19/5 only ;D (WHAT A SHITY PIC! IT'S LAST YEAR PIC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202483962153800866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLvmYHYFKI/AAAAAAAABME/ZA7B78R2br0/s400/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202483987923604690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLvn4HYFNI/AAAAAAAABMc/7bK0h-Ht1GE/s400/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202483992218572002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDLvoIHYFOI/AAAAAAAABMk/rerNQtciHYM/s400/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I kept my promise ;D I finished uploading all the picture I promised to upload ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, today's a good-bad-idk day. I went to school with fever, flu and headache. Tsk. I failed 3 subjects? O.o! C.H by 3 marks, Physics by 12 marks (O.o! Pathetic!) and Chemistry by 10 marks (At least it's better than physics) Omg, actually I had prepared for the worst already lor. I know I'll flunk for the two science! Tsk! Geog can put up one lah, no worry ;D Okay, 3A has many failure for physics and chemistry lor. Roars.! Got to really buck up lah! x.x! I think I'll tell my parent that this time round I didnt have enough time due to geog ad and I'll promised to do better next time round. I'm eff-ing careless for my maths lor. Actually I CAN SCORE EVEN HIGHER SIA! EFF-ING CARELESS MISTAKE! But, i had to get over it. Like what Junrong said, everyone make mistake. What's important is to LEARN from the mistake and DONT REAPEAT IT AGAIN ;D I did alot of reflection too. And I think I'm motivated to do even better for term 3! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Term3! Mchy will be back ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ohya, so after chem practical (which I'm totally lost w/o huishi), Natalie and I went to find Stephanie and gangs to cut the cake Wx and Th bought for steph. They gila lah! They actually to buy heels for her(which is kinda appropiciate) but end up didnt cos the chinese dont encourage to give shoe as gift. ;D Then I started the ball rolling by spreading the cream on Wx and yeah, the war started. And I'm ONE OF THE VICTIM! Asshole. I kena face, hair and uniform sia! Cb sia ;X (Omg, sorry ;/) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202500158475474194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDL-VIHYFRI/AAAAAAAABM8/EzcSnlo_AK8/s400/DSC09745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202500167065408802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDL-VoHYFSI/AAAAAAAABNE/vukszoyuyIo/s400/DSC09746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202500171360376114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDL-V4HYFTI/AAAAAAAABNM/env3E5KKqJ4/s400/DSC09747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202500171360376130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDL-V4HYFUI/AAAAAAAABNU/CyIjDRaYBfI/s400/DSC09748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202500171360376146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dK_UQ-5ku8k/SDL-V4HYFVI/AAAAAAAABNc/_2mrF0M7D5E/s400/DSC09750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then went for obs briefing ;D I'm really super eexcited about the 11 day trip to Cebu, philliphines sia. Omg, there's river trancing, sea expedition, land expedition, painting of the school there, setting a library, performing for the villager there and etc. You see! It's boosting my adventurous sprits. ;D Then dad and mum came to school for another parent briefing regarding obs and we, the children were having discussion at 2A classroom. Huishi and me are in charge of the setting of library o.O! Cool uh? ;D You know what, we have to really starting exercising from now man. Jogging/situp/pullup/climbing of stair and whatever! ;/ Mr tan is gonna organising PT for us man. He mention about jogging from school to macriteche (whatever you spell it) x.x! So dead, isit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After briefing, didnt take dad ride home. Went to bus with Alex, Th and Gwt ;D Gossipped quite alot ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gosh, I only have 6 free day during June holiday sia. All filled with camps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27/5- 29/5 : Nco camp @ Deyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6/6- 7/6 : Ecology camp -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9/6 -10/6 : Sec1 band camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10/6 -20/6: Obs camp @ Cebu, Philliphines ;DDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AND AND BAND PRACTICE! X.X! Must really plan my time well man. I need to catch up on the two eff-ing science x.x! Roars, tomorrow still got NCO briefing and band practice. I miss my sax terribly sia x.x! Okay, good day tomorrow ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleuserc
