<?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-8922086</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:32:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summerontherun</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-4298794412733517749</id><published>2008-05-27T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:19:26.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;shifted to facebook (:&lt;/span&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/8922086-4298794412733517749?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/4298794412733517749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=4298794412733517749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4298794412733517749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4298794412733517749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2008/05/shifted-to-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-7082547076021764613</id><published>2008-01-04T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spending x'mas with 3 angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35SDgVvNkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WzW8H7MQCms/s1600-h/Merry+Xmas+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35SDgVvNkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WzW8H7MQCms/s320/Merry+Xmas+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151645243932620354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RtgVvNiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Pz3-J1QHP8Q/s1600-h/IMG_3158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RtgVvNiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Pz3-J1QHP8Q/s320/IMG_3158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644865975498274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RngVvNhI/AAAAAAAAAbI/PrM6shgQWwY/s1600-h/IMG_3159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RngVvNhI/AAAAAAAAAbI/PrM6shgQWwY/s320/IMG_3159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644762896283154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RiQVvNgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/unMHYN3qSCY/s1600-h/IMG_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RiQVvNgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/unMHYN3qSCY/s320/IMG_3160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644672701969922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RagVvNfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MvIq3necoW8/s1600-h/IMG_3161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RagVvNfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MvIq3necoW8/s320/IMG_3161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644539557983730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RUgVvNeI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p9CkahF36f4/s1600-h/IMG_3166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RUgVvNeI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p9CkahF36f4/s320/IMG_3166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644436478768610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RQAVvNdI/AAAAAAAAAao/I8pdAmgMu_M/s1600-h/IMG_3169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35RQAVvNdI/AAAAAAAAAao/I8pdAmgMu_M/s320/IMG_3169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644359169357266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;{ the end }&lt;/span&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/8922086-7082547076021764613?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/7082547076021764613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=7082547076021764613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/7082547076021764613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/7082547076021764613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2008/01/tis-season-to-be-jolly_04.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35SDgVvNkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WzW8H7MQCms/s72-c/Merry+Xmas+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-6101736662150709064</id><published>2008-01-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:04.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23rd December 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;x'mas celebration @ chao's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with chao, thommy, dimi, wilson, juan, huisi,&lt;br /&gt;drea, lav and me&lt;br /&gt;what's xmas without spreading a bit of joy?&lt;br /&gt;since, it's the first (and perhaps the last) x'mas we'll spend together as a group,&lt;br /&gt;i introduced lav and drea to the "art of spoofing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{ Chao }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having zhng-ed so many people's cars&lt;br /&gt;(and more), Johnny deserves his very own&lt;br /&gt;zhng-ed car... it's even a Honda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JfQVvNbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/qX0CQi22ZvE/s1600-h/Johnny02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JfQVvNbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/qX0CQi22ZvE/s320/Johnny02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635825069340082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doesn't this stunning 4-wheeler&lt;br /&gt;look like those in showrooms?&lt;br /&gt;check out the red and blue lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JZQVvNaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ol79b3npVAY/s1600-h/Johnny03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JZQVvNaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ol79b3npVAY/s320/Johnny03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635721990124962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete with symmetrical dragon stickers&lt;br /&gt;on both sides for that 'fierce' look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JPwVvNZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Rqv2FnLD4lk/s1600-h/Johnny04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JPwVvNZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Rqv2FnLD4lk/s320/Johnny04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635558781367698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nothing like ur name on the number plate&lt;br /&gt;and 2 huge exhaust pipe to sound 'fierce'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JLAVvNYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ybsYaKQt_d4/s1600-h/Johnny05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JLAVvNYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ybsYaKQt_d4/s320/Johnny05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635477176989058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not to mention the other enhancements...&lt;br /&gt;base tubes that hog the whole boot,&lt;br /&gt;DOHC (damn on and hiong charger),&lt;br /&gt;a Mugen (wu xian) sticker&lt;br /&gt;and a damn huge spoiler to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; { Thommy }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a box fit for a KK Boss&lt;br /&gt;it came complete with&lt;br /&gt;an authentic Bloomberg medal and certificate&lt;br /&gt;for being Bloomberg's most loyal viewer...&lt;br /&gt;(hell, this guy even read Bloomberg&lt;br /&gt;during our xmas celebration!),&lt;br /&gt;30 chocolate balls (to remind him of his astounding&lt;br /&gt;diet of 30 egg whites a day),&lt;br /&gt;KK Boss horn and customised name cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JCgVvNXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hPNPJWEQwdo/s1600-h/Thommy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JCgVvNXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hPNPJWEQwdo/s320/Thommy01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635331148100978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the resident KK Beng Beng,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;{ Dimi }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he needed the necessary up-to-date, hippest&lt;br /&gt;beng accessories and tools to hun Katong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35I3AVvNVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IKBWrjt20rQ/s1600-h/Dimi01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35I3AVvNVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IKBWrjt20rQ/s320/Dimi01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635133579605330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here u see in a confiscated-property-like display&lt;br /&gt;a Threat Pad (Asian Mafia Edition) with all the possible&lt;br /&gt;gangster curses and vulgarities (the latest product&lt;br /&gt;by 3M so bengs like Dimi can save on spray paint),&lt;br /&gt;Pay-On-Time Vouchers and&lt;br /&gt;a sleek weapon of mass destruction...&lt;br /&gt;the Parang (only for a true-blue Katong Kia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35IvQVvNUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/UBKvF4iINYg/s1600-h/Dimi03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35IvQVvNUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/UBKvF4iINYg/s320/Dimi03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635000435619138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what's a self-acclaimed Katong Kia&lt;br /&gt;without the ultimate Katong look?&lt;br /&gt;hand-painted and washable...&lt;br /&gt;u'd think it emerged from Project Runway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{ Wilson }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the final frontier&lt;br /&gt;his gift has deep meaning... more than just a pun.&lt;br /&gt;not easy to manufacture at all as it requires immense&lt;br /&gt;Primary School Science Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;and the colours and shadings that we tried to do using&lt;br /&gt;poster paint are rather accurate of the actual planets&lt;br /&gt;in space... (thank goodness Pluto was discounted for)&lt;br /&gt;the minute character made up of foil&lt;br /&gt;was a huge challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35P1QVvNcI/AAAAAAAAAag/t4ed4FESkA4/s1600-h/Wilson02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35P1QVvNcI/AAAAAAAAAag/t4ed4FESkA4/s320/Wilson02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151642800096228802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a 3D feel of outer space...&lt;br /&gt;(actual thing looks better than in picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lav, i don't think we can make another one for u...&lt;br /&gt;we'll go blind. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank all these people for making life in college way easier and fun! especially the first 2 pple in the grp i've come to know: Lav and Chao! thanks for sticking with me through all my nonsense since sch started (: those who then came into my life and brought even more happiness: Thommy, Drea, Dimi, Wilson, Huisi &amp;amp; Weiling the more the merrier!!! yr 1 is looking better with the likes of u guys!&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/8922086-6101736662150709064?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/6101736662150709064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=6101736662150709064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/6101736662150709064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/6101736662150709064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2008/01/23rd-december-2007-xmas-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R35JfQVvNbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/qX0CQi22ZvE/s72-c/Johnny02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-4498623549810894206</id><published>2007-12-26T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:05.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;EVAN'S &amp;amp; EMMA'S BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;(22 Dec 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 2 siblings' birthdays are really close so my cousin's family decided to celebrate them on the same day @ White Dog Cafe in Vivocity (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsZwVvNII/AAAAAAAAAXk/iwhdg5iy2WE/s1600-h/IMG_3134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsZwVvNII/AAAAAAAAAXk/iwhdg5iy2WE/s320/IMG_3134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944670045615234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsUQVvNHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vRWJggM213Q/s1600-h/IMG_3131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsUQVvNHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vRWJggM213Q/s320/IMG_3131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944575556334706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma's fast asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsPgVvNGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Cz8-eW5LmO4/s1600-h/IMG_3136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsPgVvNGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Cz8-eW5LmO4/s320/IMG_3136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944493951956066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the birthday boy, Evan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsJgVvNFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aGdn5KrYgXM/s1600-h/IMG_3137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsJgVvNFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aGdn5KrYgXM/s320/IMG_3137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944390872740946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chlo&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;é&lt;/span&gt;'s present for Evan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsEwVvNEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/E8fYMlbYvGg/s1600-h/IMG_3138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsEwVvNEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/E8fYMlbYvGg/s320/IMG_3138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944309268362306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsAAVvNDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7E7yQN9fHXM/s1600-h/IMG_3139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsAAVvNDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7E7yQN9fHXM/s320/IMG_3139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944227663983666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3Er5wVvNCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/KHg3dWrQo_E/s1600-h/IMG_3140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3Er5wVvNCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/KHg3dWrQo_E/s320/IMG_3140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147944120289801250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EryAVvNBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l3S82wN4fGM/s1600-h/IMG_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EryAVvNBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l3S82wN4fGM/s320/IMG_3143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147943987145815058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken Consomme Soup&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Pasta with Streaky Bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3ErsQVvNAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DKrUEfBh9AI/s1600-h/IMG_3144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3ErsQVvNAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DKrUEfBh9AI/s320/IMG_3144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147943888361567234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken Fillet with Creamy Mushroom Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EtlAVvNJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-DYQuiATNaY/s1600-h/IMG_3145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EtlAVvNJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-DYQuiATNaY/s320/IMG_3145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147945962830771346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chlo&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;é&lt;/span&gt; carrying more of her presents&lt;br /&gt;IKEA ought to pay her for advertisement...&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/8922086-4498623549810894206?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/4498623549810894206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=4498623549810894206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4498623549810894206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4498623549810894206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/12/evans-emmas-birthday-22-dec-2007-these.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EsZwVvNII/AAAAAAAAAXk/iwhdg5iy2WE/s72-c/IMG_3134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-20009606936270521</id><published>2007-12-25T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:06.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya! this december hols has been really great so far 'cept for the fact that it keeps on raining and raining! and u know how much i hate the rain... anyways, here's what's been goin' on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 DEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gi's back from the land of sub-zero degree celcius!!!! went to see gi at the airport with kong, pi and fi at terminal 2. when we got to the arrival hall, we noticed a huge group of people awaiting at gi's gate... peak arrival season? nope. coincidentally, 99.99% of them were malays. just then, kong exclaimed, "is Hady back?" and as soon as she asked that, i saw a boy waving around a pink Hady Mirza poster... ok. the "Asian Idol" is back. same flight time, same gate. chances of seeing Gi were starting to look slim...... and so as we were patiently awaiting gi's arrival, the crowd suddenly burst into a tremendous roar of "Hady! Hady! Hady! Hady!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kong, pi and i huddled together for dear life, for strength. while fi was laughing away trying to provoke the crowd with an exclamation of "Taufik! Taufik!" just then, i turned around and realised kong, pi and fi disappeared from my sight! but what was worst was that the crowd was caving in on me! ok fine. i know my expression was priceless but i swear that moment felt worst than if i were to be on Fear Factor. thank goodness i escaped just in time. none of us wanted to be caught on national television or be falsely publicized in a statement that Hady's fans span across all races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see there's this incompatibility between us and the airport. in the past, we tried waiting for namz's arrival overnight... only to find out at 4am that her flight was the next day. we tried sending fi off to Brunei... only to find out that on that night, he's out partying at Zouk and that his flight was on the next night. and this time, in a thoughtful attempt to welcome gi back that fateful day, though we got the date and time right, Hady Mirza gotta show up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's pictorial evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWuAVvM9I/AAAAAAAAAWM/OAhLooW-Vis/s1600-h/IMG_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWuAVvM9I/AAAAAAAAAWM/OAhLooW-Vis/s320/IMG_3051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920828682154962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWpQVvM8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/WYEIcI-QtN0/s1600-h/IMG_3053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWpQVvM8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/WYEIcI-QtN0/s320/IMG_3053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920747077776322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;birthday was on that day and i had to rush off to her house. she's my little cousin. well i had to take a train down to Queenstown and walk to her apartment. however, due to the lack of luck that day, i was directed to the opposite direction. i walked and walked... in the horrible rain... risking my life, trying not to slip and fall... and then just as i thought i got the right block, i saw Commonwealth MRT Station! what!!!! it's like so wrong! tired and hungry, i stumbled to take the train back to Queenstown Station and ran the remainder in the opp direction. apparently, all i had to do was go for just a few hundred metres and walah! now, i really know this area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;É!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWQwVvM7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LFanTXvwfWk/s1600-h/IMG_3058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWQwVvM7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LFanTXvwfWk/s320/IMG_3058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920326170981298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWKgVvM6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/dth2sdRh1FY/s1600-h/IMG_3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWKgVvM6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/dth2sdRh1FY/s320/IMG_3062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920218796798882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWFgVvM5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eeWeIEMzMV0/s1600-h/IMG_3063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWFgVvM5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eeWeIEMzMV0/s320/IMG_3063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920132897452946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Evan (my newphew) &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;(my niece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EV-wVvM4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/_5pAPBnuoqk/s1600-h/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EV-wVvM4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/_5pAPBnuoqk/s320/IMG_3069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147920016933335938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EV3gVvM3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/5D2WfTStSDQ/s1600-h/IMG_3073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EV3gVvM3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/5D2WfTStSDQ/s320/IMG_3073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147919892379284338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EVswVvM2I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Xkef81wS5fE/s1600-h/IMG_3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EVswVvM2I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Xkef81wS5fE/s320/IMG_3075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147919707695690594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EVlwVvM1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/X1Tl1iVYEZI/s1600-h/IMG_3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EVlwVvM1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/X1Tl1iVYEZI/s320/IMG_3083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147919587436606290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EX4gVvM-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/IcPKGsti6pE/s1600-h/IMG_3085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EX4gVvM-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/IcPKGsti6pE/s320/IMG_3085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147922108582409186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-20009606936270521?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/20009606936270521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=20009606936270521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/20009606936270521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/20009606936270521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/12/heya-this-december-hols-has-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R3EWuAVvM9I/AAAAAAAAAWM/OAhLooW-Vis/s72-c/IMG_3051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-6555833274752420840</id><published>2007-12-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:09.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pi, kong and i were anticipating our reunion on 8 dec, sat. it was gonna be a day of swimming, tanning, squash/badsquash. a day to kick-start the re-opening of the Bummers' Academy of Fine Bumming (BAFB)! unfortunately, the RAIN had to ruin the day! instead of our original plan, we ended up making a day-trip to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KOMPLEKS ABDUL RAHMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wPLB73AKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Iuz5KdyWlrc/s1600-h/IMG_2954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wPLB73AKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Iuz5KdyWlrc/s320/IMG_2954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142001556722745506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the decor was breath-taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wOzx73AJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/iEBLW0WonDw/s1600-h/IMG_2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wOzx73AJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/iEBLW0WonDw/s320/IMG_2956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142001157290786962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just as we were eating, here comes an unexpected guest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wLmx73AII/AAAAAAAAAUU/SxXae_S_7yE/s1600-h/IMG_2957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wLmx73AII/AAAAAAAAAUU/SxXae_S_7yE/s320/IMG_2957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141997635417604226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wK1x73AHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K1aB3u-2ixQ/s1600-h/IMG_2958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wK1x73AHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K1aB3u-2ixQ/s320/IMG_2958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141996793604014194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;children were going wild.&lt;br /&gt;two girls in pink and hair up in pleated high pigtails&lt;br /&gt;looking absolutely malaysian were screaming in delight&lt;br /&gt;at the presence of KFC's mascot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls: CHICKY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;girls: mommy! can we join Chicky Club!!!?&lt;br /&gt;lady: don't join Chickly Club lah. so stupid!&lt;br /&gt;girls: but we like Chicky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just burst into roars of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wDSB73AFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZHn7AHa98GU/s1600-h/IMG_2960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wDSB73AFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZHn7AHa98GU/s320/IMG_2960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141988482842296402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we'd like to know why too... why yogurt?&lt;br /&gt;because this shop doesn't sell yogurt at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wBdR73AEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QTcUDxCq6VM/s1600-h/IMG_2961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wBdR73AEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QTcUDxCq6VM/s320/IMG_2961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141986477092569154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did i mention that the decor was breath-taking?&lt;br /&gt;we totally felt the xmas cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wBWx73ADI/AAAAAAAAATs/agJ16Nb_r90/s1600-h/IMG_2962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wBWx73ADI/AAAAAAAAATs/agJ16Nb_r90/s320/IMG_2962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141986365423419442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wh3B73ALI/AAAAAAAAAUs/dT5NrCHlWS8/s1600-h/IMG_2971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wh3B73ALI/AAAAAAAAAUs/dT5NrCHlWS8/s320/IMG_2971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142022103846289586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here at Kompleks Abdul Rahman,&lt;br /&gt;we see shops which are at the fore-front of fashion...&lt;br /&gt;we called 'em: cult brands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wBEh73ACI/AAAAAAAAATk/AobRCT8zR3w/s1600-h/IMG_2963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wBEh73ACI/AAAAAAAAATk/AobRCT8zR3w/s320/IMG_2963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141986051890806818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wA1R73ABI/AAAAAAAAATc/z27YG29r5K0/s1600-h/IMG_2964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wA1R73ABI/AAAAAAAAATc/z27YG29r5K0/s320/IMG_2964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141985789897801746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wAWx73AAI/AAAAAAAAATU/NWSq47uIbFo/s1600-h/IMG_2967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wAWx73AAI/AAAAAAAAATU/NWSq47uIbFo/s320/IMG_2967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141985265911791618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not to mention... best-sellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v_1h72__I/AAAAAAAAATM/uttOWPHrkLM/s1600-h/IMG_2969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v_1h72__I/AAAAAAAAATM/uttOWPHrkLM/s320/IMG_2969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141984694681141234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v-fx72_-I/AAAAAAAAATE/A6IC8a33N7g/s1600-h/IMG_2973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v-fx72_-I/AAAAAAAAATE/A6IC8a33N7g/s320/IMG_2973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141983221507358690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v-Jh72_9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/KJt6eQcpmt4/s1600-h/IMG_2974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v-Jh72_9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/KJt6eQcpmt4/s320/IMG_2974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141982839255269330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a place of modern living...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v8-B72_8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/-ZXCvx0ifT4/s1600-h/IMG_2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v8-B72_8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/-ZXCvx0ifT4/s320/IMG_2970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141981542175145922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so much xmas cheer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v8yR72_7I/AAAAAAAAASs/ecf-m7XTGhg/s1600-h/IMG_2972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1v8yR72_7I/AAAAAAAAASs/ecf-m7XTGhg/s320/IMG_2972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141981340311682994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the latest high-tech gadget in town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was certainly a rewarding day, well-spent at Kompleks Abdul Rahman... NOT! unfortunately, this isn't your average JB complex. looks are deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this ain't Kompleks Abdul Rahman&lt;br /&gt;it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on to your chairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomson Plaza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a shocker! we stepped into Thomson Plaza to avoid the heavy rain! and we ended up feeling as though we were teleported to a low-grade Malaysian shopping mall! horrors!!!!!!! a seemingly wasted day if not for the joke we decided to place upon this unattractive territory...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-6555833274752420840?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/6555833274752420840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=6555833274752420840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/6555833274752420840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/6555833274752420840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/12/pi-kong-and-i-were-anticipating-our.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/R1wPLB73AKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Iuz5KdyWlrc/s72-c/IMG_2954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-2085273217049311724</id><published>2007-09-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:09.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;last sunday (23 sept), a group of us from S.A.L.T. had this impromptu LANTERN FEST @ THE NEW PLAYGROUND in sengkang. png, caleb, amerie, kenneth, brandon, jo, liz, jasper, sheena, kel, marcus and myself were there. hahahaha since a pic says a thousand words, CHECK THESE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0nTHJiuRI/AAAAAAAAASk/tHKBaE_1kh0/s1600-h/Lantern+Fest+2007+000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0nTHJiuRI/AAAAAAAAASk/tHKBaE_1kh0/s320/Lantern+Fest+2007+000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287961052821778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0m33JiuPI/AAAAAAAAASU/Wf3IhIyZksg/s1600-h/Lantern+Fest+2007+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0m33JiuPI/AAAAAAAAASU/Wf3IhIyZksg/s320/Lantern+Fest+2007+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287492901386482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0m_HJiuQI/AAAAAAAAASc/kXlRqRCGnJ8/s1600-h/Lantern+Fest+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0m_HJiuQI/AAAAAAAAASc/kXlRqRCGnJ8/s320/Lantern+Fest+2007+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287617455438082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0mknJiuOI/AAAAAAAAASM/NMO1Xfa4e1E/s1600-h/Lantern+Fest+2007+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0mknJiuOI/AAAAAAAAASM/NMO1Xfa4e1E/s320/Lantern+Fest+2007+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287162188904674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's not "peace"!&lt;br /&gt;it's "second-chance"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wahhhhaahahaha! jasper shaved his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we couldn't stop teasing him.... EX-CONVICT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0mDHJiuNI/AAAAAAAAASE/cWf_KPzlq7k/s1600-h/Lantern+Fest+2007+055+%28Yellow+Ribbon%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0mDHJiuNI/AAAAAAAAASE/cWf_KPzlq7k/s320/Lantern+Fest+2007+055+%28Yellow+Ribbon%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115286586663286994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0l43JiuMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/879UumG3RkA/s1600-h/Lantern+Fest+2007+063+%28Criminal+Minds%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0l43JiuMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/879UumG3RkA/s320/Lantern+Fest+2007+063+%28Criminal+Minds%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115286410569627842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's something more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a086137d8eb505a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a086137d8eb505a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332524312%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31598E7EA716E6CF1B86C13244EAA926B89EF279.B2D040FC01A60A5500B509C11170BDA6C28ECAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a086137d8eb505a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsXytjguGBftnUM_vOO-sgMfeIEs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a086137d8eb505a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332524312%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31598E7EA716E6CF1B86C13244EAA926B89EF279.B2D040FC01A60A5500B509C11170BDA6C28ECAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a086137d8eb505a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsXytjguGBftnUM_vOO-sgMfeIEs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/8922086-2085273217049311724?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2a086137d8eb505a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/2085273217049311724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=2085273217049311724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/2085273217049311724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/2085273217049311724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-sunday-23-sept-group-of-us-from-s.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rv0nTHJiuRI/AAAAAAAAASk/tHKBaE_1kh0/s72-c/Lantern+Fest+2007+000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-4846119766607684942</id><published>2007-09-26T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:58:47.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay it's really been a long while since i last blog. the night gigi left, we were really kicking up a huge drama-mama fuss at the airport. come to think of it, we were really a sight to behold! hahhaha a group of girls huddled, over the same spot, crying our eyes out with the occasional wail of "GIGI!!!!!" bwaaaahhhh! (sobbing)... of course, we soon got over... well, that was after like another hr at the viewing gallery with a mountain of tissues/hand-wipes (courtesy of the toilet) littered around our area. but of course we figured things out... 3 more months till we'll see her again and we've got webcams and all! distance ain't a factor! well, i'm just glad tt gi's getting used to life over there in edinburgh (: and of course, us being us will not resist teasing her abt... stuff. hahahha it's an insider so i'll keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, although i hate school and all, i'm glad i've gotten to know more of the pple in my class and i was pleasantly surprised tt kat has joined my school! pity we're not in the same intake so we dun get to see each other much. i'm stressed out with how much work i'm not being able to catch up and feeling myself slipping back to those "academics-can-go-kiss-my-ass" days which i dun wanna go back to cuz i've only got this chance to prove myself worthy of my parents' hard work and effort for bringing me to earth (tho i'm a plutonian by nature and i didn't force them to bring me over here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... so i've been really busy with church stuff but i'm just so happy! like i've been having hockey as my cca for the past 6 years of my life and now tt i dun have one and i'm like so-called retiring from the sport (and the trauma of my trngs) i am starting to treat my time in church as like my cca... but it's so awesome, more awesome than anything else cuz it's something i truly enjoy and it's my religion, my life (: recently, S.A.L.T. organised a Youth Mass and everyone had worked so hard to put everything together. the band started out having almost no one but me, gen, drew and png and it became miracle that after so much praying, God provided us with more talents than we even asked for! rico, caleb, berwin, ryan and all the vocals and the list just goes on and on.... and what seemed to be a dwindling group of teens started seeing more pple coming back with a bond stronger than before. i really thank God for everyone (: as a kid, i'm constantly asking for miracles... i asked for even more miracles when i'm an adolescent going thru teenage angst... when i thot i would grow up not being able to see a miracle, i dunno how wrong i was. i almost died in an accident in p6, so now tt i'm typing here on this forsaken blog is a miracle. whatever came after, all the times i screwed up my life, i was bounced back up... everything became a miracle and all i had to do was to cry, "OH GOD! I NEED A MIRACLE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaah oh well, S.A.L.T.'s gonna go thru a whole lot of major changes and it's for the better. things are just getting better and better and better (: anyway, life's been even greater with "the usual suspects" around.... BALLS OF FURY IS HERRRREEE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-4846119766607684942?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/4846119766607684942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=4846119766607684942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4846119766607684942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4846119766607684942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-its-really-been-long-while-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-309780970726475729</id><published>2007-09-08T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:22:08.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to dedicate this entry to my very, very good friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;GIGI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;gi, as of now, it'll be around 24hrs to your departure to Edinburgh for the next 4 years of your life... although u will come back to visit within the 4 years, it will take a lot to get used to not having u a phone call away from meeting you. yeah, as such, it really pains to see u leave, yet there's so many opportunities for you out there! really hope that u'll learn and experience new things over there and make the most out of your time there! we will still keep in touch! thanks for being the one who shows care and concern to me, but laughs her ass off at me as well... at least that means we've been through all sorts of situations together! all the best gigi tong! u'll have our blessings! we'll miss uuuuu (: ♥ YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-309780970726475729?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/309780970726475729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=309780970726475729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/309780970726475729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/309780970726475729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-to-dedicate-this-entry-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-3283384483255174630</id><published>2007-07-14T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:10.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RpjdNSHFs1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/O97zXw-J77o/s1600-h/Amazing+Race+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RpjdNSHFs1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/O97zXw-J77o/s320/Amazing+Race+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087058999384585042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowee! amplify's amazing race! can't wait lah bet it'll be really fun! love this kind of thing! anw, yesterday i went Cathay to catch Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix! i can't say it's amazing... sure, the effects are really spectacular and all but it was a pity that the entire show was too short and they cut out too many parts. the book still holds much more credit. i didn't like the kissing scene (harry and cho)... in fact, i wasn't the only one. the whole theatre was boo-ing openly! hahahaha i didn't boo but i just cringed. the way the movie showed it,  it seemed very random... but if there's something positive about the movie, it's the WIT! yup, i cannot resist good wit... what's more if it's the English humour! hahaah! i tell u... after the show, u will come out a secret Snape fan! his lines were just flat wit, sarcasm-droning and his face! wahahahaa! priceless! u gotta be the "type" to get his lines and laugh about them for days! for those who don't get it, my sympathies. as a loyal viewer of "French and Saunders", i think Snape has the potential to star in his own comedy. guess kong and i will be going on abt Snape for a couple of days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-3283384483255174630?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/3283384483255174630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=3283384483255174630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/3283384483255174630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/3283384483255174630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/07/wowee-amplifys-amazing-race-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RpjdNSHFs1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/O97zXw-J77o/s72-c/Amazing+Race+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-5405033887679774228</id><published>2007-07-10T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:16:52.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:24;" &gt;awesome! awesome! awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the best vocab to describe the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AYD2007@Expo&lt;/span&gt;! it was like-a freakin' amazing! oh my gosh! so kickass! st. anne's rocks lah! we had da biggest crowd! the entire rally was two-thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most memorable part was the play! we had Auntie B, Debbie and Monica fr St. Anne's starring in the play!! it was like a talk-show called MISSION WHO ME? with Jonah from the Book of Jonah in the bible as guest-star! you should read it if u haven't! rather interesting. and then, at the part where Jonah was swallowed whole by a large fish, we were all anticipating what kind of effect they would do... and guess what! they threw huge inflated balls (like bubbles in the ocean) and a huge inflated fish!!!!! and the audience was like facinated lah! funny thing was they added a lot of humorous parts into the script! for one part, Jonah wanted to run away from God's instructions, he hopped onto a ship and one of the sailors shouted, "ok! we've got one male and one female of every animal species on the ship!" and the other sailors were like, "erm... that's like noah's arc... it happened way before..." haha! then when Jonah was thrown overboard the ship and into the ocean and was supposed to be drowning, Moses (looking like Dumbledore) came, raised his staff and parted the sea... then someone went up to him and said, "erm... Moses, you're in the wrong story!" then Moses closed back the sea and Jonah continued to be drowning! hahaha damn lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! the crowd really was great! the rally was indeed very very powerful! there's so many other stuff that was featured in the rally! experiencing it first-hand is like no other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! i'm so glad that Turning Point went out well!&lt;br /&gt;happiest thing was that many people we didn't&lt;br /&gt;expect to come did! and many people we've&lt;br /&gt;been praying turned around and gave their support!&lt;br /&gt;HUNKY BF is da MAN lah!&lt;br /&gt;now, everyday i live as though my life is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;well, now i see how HE sees it... it IS perfect!&lt;br /&gt;perfect in His eyes becuz He created it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lalalaalalalalalalalalalalala!&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/8922086-5405033887679774228?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/5405033887679774228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=5405033887679774228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5405033887679774228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5405033887679774228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/07/awesome-awesome-awesome-best-vocab-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-4297614387785100910</id><published>2007-07-07T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:19:05.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh! i want to mark this momentous occassion!&lt;br /&gt;it's like 07.07.07! like how many times&lt;br /&gt;do u have such a nice date? ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;ok, AYD will be starting in a few hr's time!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;note to live earth:&lt;br /&gt;wearing green does not help the world's&lt;br /&gt;environmental concerns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-4297614387785100910?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/4297614387785100910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=4297614387785100910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4297614387785100910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4297614387785100910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/07/gosh-i-want-to-mark-this-momentous_07.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-5108298835612197862</id><published>2007-07-06T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:50:34.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70;"&gt;KICKASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i've gotta sum-up "Transformers" in one word, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yesterday my homies and i met up to catch the movie at The Cathay. unfortunately, we were cheated cuz the show timing we wanted did not exist though it was stated according to Yahoo Movies. so, we decided to use one of their comps to search for other available showtimes at other cinemas. we couldn't afford any time later cuz i needed to go church for band prac. horrors of horrors! The Cathay is very sly! they banned any webpage from showing other showtimes from their rival cinemas! like wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we cabbed dwn to cine to catch the 1.50 show and reached there at 2. we really rushed there like mad! OMG! seriously man, the show is like better than i expected and mind you, i alr had a gd impression of it before watching. when i was young, i've actually loved watching the cartoon! so this is like a zillion times better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Good Reasons Why "Transformers" is KICKASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SHIA LABEOUF (Sam Witwicky) is super CUTE! and he has the talent and energy to carry off the character from ebay freak to a regular teen who just wanted the attitude, the car and the girl, to... (i'll leave it for u to watch the show to know)&lt;br /&gt;2. MEGAN FOX (Mikaela Banes) is like-a HOT! almost died in my seat! she too pulled off the intensity of the plot and the surging debate of fear and responsibility in her character very well.&lt;br /&gt;3. the supporting cast are very good! (see for yourself)&lt;br /&gt;4. showcases the many different divisions that comprise the Pentagon&lt;br /&gt;5. the effects are just FREAKIN' AWESOME! so good that u actually feel as though u were one of the characters in the show, fighting for your life.&lt;br /&gt;6. the HUMOUR! what's a good movie without this aspect? it's rather subtle but "at your face" as well! check out the lines in the show!&lt;br /&gt;7. last but not the least, gotta GIVE IT UP to... OPTIMUS PRIME &amp; HIS CLIQUE! they are like so so so so so COOL, they have STYLE in their (i almost said blood) mechanical parts &amp;amp; good sense of taste! we have like OP in da house (leader and makes good speeches. check out his solo cameo at the end of the show), Bumblebee (cute and has the best sense of humour ever and very loyal), Jazz (digs human culture, got the whole nigga thing goin' on), Ironhide (tough and cool steel) and Ratchet (chief mechanic, engineer and medical expert)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;bottom-line: if ya haven't watched it, just do it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after th show, i rushed to church for band prac! no matter what, i'm still gonna say that i'm really proud of all the band members! i mean, i was so impressed cuz "sense of urgency" used to be lacking but yest i got a shock. everyone was very punctual and everything was set up and ready to go. best of all, no missing scores! wow! and everything went on very well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aggie's like flexible, quick and executes the drumming like she's born with drumsticks in her hands! henry's like taking on two roles at the same time on the electric guitar and could still do it with ease! dion, need i say more, he's so good at bass he just zones out and in addition, as seen yest, his transition earns an A+! Drew improved since con camp and he's now pro and tunes the vocals very accurately! Ryan wasn't around to play for AYD but i mean he's da man lah, the x-factor in the band lah!  Gen, Png and Kel, gotta give it up to u girls too, all we need are the mics! God's really present every time we do his work and things are getting better cuz it's His will! R-E-S-P-E-C-T.&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/8922086-5108298835612197862?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/5108298835612197862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=5108298835612197862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5108298835612197862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5108298835612197862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/07/kickass-if-ive-gotta-sum-up.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-5472563613130315781</id><published>2007-07-04T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:10.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow wow wow! my whole life just switched into no-bumming mode! i'm not totally thrilled cuz kong announced that i'm officially kicked out of BAFB (Bummer's Academy of Fine Bumming) during dinner on my 1st day of school ): but surprsingly i'm coping extremely well. wanna know wad's goin' on? this was what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My First Day Of School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 02 July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was early in the morning... 7am to be exact. i didn't expect myself to wake up cuz for the past 7-8months, i've been waking up at around 11am on the average. however, it was my first day of school and i'm not the "jump-out-of-bed-feeling-so-excited" kind of person. my mum knows me well. the alarm clock is as useful as using a mic to talk to a deaf, or using a torchlight to light the way for a blind, or... ok, i think you get the picture. so she used the ULTIMATE WEAPON against my stubborn sleeping frame... SHE TURNED OFF THE AIRCON &amp; SWITCHED ON THE DAMN LIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents left for work and so i got ready for sch on my own. i didn't even intend to rush. i took my time. i always took the best option: take a chill pill. there's even time for MTV in the morning. finally, i left home and realised: oh shucks, i'm gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i arrived at room 402, i opened the door just as the Head of Admin said, "Punctuality is very important!" the whole lecture rm froze at the irony of the situation when i came in. i scurried to the nearest empty seat i could find and found myself seated next to 2 great girls: Stephanie and Lavina! long story short, Steph and i have quite a lot of common topics and she knows a number of people i know. Lav is a cute and pretty 17 yr old. when i mean cute, she's really cute! like the cutest girl i've ever met! (today she wore a pink spag and a black flowy skirt and she totally looked like an adorable ballerina! she learnt ballet before anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first lecture: econs lecture&lt;br /&gt;lecturer: Sandra Yeo&lt;br /&gt;she's like the Hong Kong version of Ellen Degeneres i tell you! she's super cool, funky and damn damn funny! when i saw her preparing a stage mic, i looked over to Lav and said, "whoa, the diva's gonna have a concert here!" but seriously, she's a very gd lecturer. i daresay she's on par with TYY but style-wise more similar to Helen Chong. her way of teaching are truely unique... here's an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra: who is this person in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;class: elvis presley...&lt;br /&gt;sandra: yes! it is him! but how do u know it's him? what is so special abt him?&lt;br /&gt;class: his hair...&lt;br /&gt;sandra: correct! what kind of hairstyle is this?&lt;br /&gt;* i was wondering how this had anything to do with econs&lt;br /&gt;class: *whispers* but no idea&lt;br /&gt;sandra: *flashes a pic of a curry puff next to elvis* this is called Curry Puff hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;* roars of laughter&lt;br /&gt;sandra: in 1977, elvis appeared in a news headline: Elvis Eats His First Burger.&lt;br /&gt;why? tell me why is it a burger? why not his first curry puff? why burger?&lt;br /&gt;* for a moment, i thought she was delusional and over-sensitive...&lt;br /&gt;me: *trying to crap up somethg econs* ...cuz there's no supply of curry puffs?&lt;br /&gt;sandra: yes, but before that?&lt;br /&gt;me: erm... there's no demand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bulls-eye! she was introducing Demand! wow! fantastic how she can link from Elvis Presley's distinctive hairstyle to econs! i mean, she is just amazing! she gave many gd and funny examples during the rest of the lecture too.. wow astounding! oh, she has a habit of putting a finger to her lips and saying "shhhh" when no one in the room is talking anyway! haha but she's damn eccentric and she's easily my favourite lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dinner With Pi &amp;amp; Kong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor gi was sick so she couldn't join us and shu left to meet her other friends. anw, we went to NYDC @ Wheelock fer dinner. pi told us about her sister's super dramatic life (the plot is better than any dumb ch8 or korean dramas. winning hands down!) kong and i started giving way to our wit yet again! first, we helped pi reply an apology sms fr the guy in her OG (in NUS orientation) who pinched her so hard she had bruises and blue-blacks everywhere during a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pointers in our suggestions: pipi....&lt;br /&gt;1) is not taking the bruises well and is lying in the ICU of NUH since it was close to NUS.&lt;br /&gt;2) is going thru a series of blood transfusion&lt;br /&gt;3) threw her blood clots at the wall in her ward and they created dents.&lt;br /&gt;2) does not want a basket of fruits from him but wants a limited edition abalone hamper with a complementary Fann Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that aside, in pi's sis's dramatic life, "punggol seaside" was mentioned. so i suggested that if her life were to become a drama series, it can be a spoof on "Laguna Beach".... entitled: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Punggol Beach"&lt;/span&gt; - (kong said: a rustic Singapore tale) we even suggested dumb settings and the most irritating cliff-hangers imaginable. the script will actually showcase flashbacks of the individual lives of each character and show that everyone is connected in many ways... and one common enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RouEKsoPbqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_ihdB0jhXJ0/s1600-h/Punggol+Beach+Img.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RouEKsoPbqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_ihdB0jhXJ0/s320/Punggol+Beach+Img.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083301923731238562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;click for larger view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;then kong and i decided to go to the washroom...&lt;br /&gt;me: kong, actually we can even do a drama series on our lives. it'll be amusing...&lt;br /&gt;kong: from and about the makers of "Punggol Beach" comes...&lt;br /&gt;me: ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And So There Were Five"&lt;/span&gt; (omg we'll be condemned for life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why "ASTWF" will be even better than "Punggol Beach":&lt;br /&gt;1) while PB has flashbacks, ASTWF has flashbacks of flashbacks of flashbacks of a flashback.&lt;br /&gt;2) multiple settings: you'll never know where we'll be next&lt;br /&gt;3) multi-sensory effects: with every level of flashback, the frame of the screen will get more and more misty.&lt;br /&gt;4) excellent production crew: when it gets too foggy, we will swipe the haze away and wipe the camera with a cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click for larger view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RouEFsoPbpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/x2vbP9JIsyA/s1600-h/ASTWF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RouEFsoPbpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/x2vbP9JIsyA/s320/ASTWF.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083301837831892626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More drama. More haze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-5472563613130315781?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/5472563613130315781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=5472563613130315781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5472563613130315781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5472563613130315781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-wow-wow-my-whole-life-just-switched_2886.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RouEKsoPbqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_ihdB0jhXJ0/s72-c/Punggol+Beach+Img.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-6744243405471768372</id><published>2007-07-04T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:12.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Friday Night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AUNTY DEE flew off to Sydney for the Hillsong Conference already! my YI group, Acts met up at the airport to send dee off! we were not the only one cuz a horde of Amplify people went to send off their fellow Amplify friends too! we were like some humongous fan club at the check-in glass divider and the security guards were looking at us quizzically! ok yeah yeah, we know it's only 2 weeks and not 2 years... but we just couldn't help dramatizing a little! while awaiting for the sending off, we took some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3JXsoPb7I/AAAAAAAAARk/q_nhUeXUXrM/s1600-h/img07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3JXsoPb7I/AAAAAAAAARk/q_nhUeXUXrM/s320/img07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083940963325276082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3I88oPb2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8HpzK7QHq1Q/s320/img22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083940503763775330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3I5coPb1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L5L7KYqZp7Y/s1600-h/img23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3I5coPb1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L5L7KYqZp7Y/s320/img23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083940443634233170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when the going gets tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tough meditates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3Iv8oPb0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/9PGXUzaOb2E/s1600-h/img11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3Iv8oPb0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/9PGXUzaOb2E/s320/img11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083940280425475906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3JosoPb8I/AAAAAAAAARs/H9aI8oYVfX0/s1600-h/img13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3JosoPb8I/AAAAAAAAARs/H9aI8oYVfX0/s320/img13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083941255383052226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3IhcoPbyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/CnPBhV1d1ro/s1600-h/img27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3IhcoPbyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/CnPBhV1d1ro/s320/img27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083940031317372706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;have lotsa fun aunty dee! we'll all miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my last day teaching creative writing to my p3- p6 folks and it's a pretty sad thing because i've been their tutor for 6 months. i'll miss them lah... their nonsense, their laughters, their mischievousness, some of their lame jokes and of cuz, them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3IHsoPbxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ofhw-GGsjDk/s1600-h/A+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3IHsoPbxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ofhw-GGsjDk/s320/A+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083939588935741202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;encouragement sticks for p5/6 classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3IDMoPbwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NnooPp_On10/s1600-h/A+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3IDMoPbwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NnooPp_On10/s320/A+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083939511626329858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RotQzMoPbdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AM6nbqF6gA8/s1600-h/A+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RotQzMoPbdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AM6nbqF6gA8/s320/A+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083245444911295954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prizes for the top 7 in my p3/4 class&lt;br /&gt;and consolation prizes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3H5soPbvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/38qI6JiDebM/s1600-h/A+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3H5soPbvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/38qI6JiDebM/s320/A+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083939348417572594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourite class (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from top (left-right):&lt;/span&gt;me, zhengjie (the boy who alws wears the&lt;br /&gt;same doraemon tee every wk)&lt;br /&gt;melvin (the talkative), gerald (my pride &amp; glory),&lt;br /&gt;ryan (the cheeky boy who said he'll buy me a car&lt;br /&gt;but has yet to do so), cheeonn (a true intellect),&lt;br /&gt;zong qing/zong hong (either one of the twins),&lt;br /&gt;weimin (the gentleman who topped the class),&lt;br /&gt;zong hong/zong qing (the other twin)&lt;br /&gt;hazimah (the girl who can only do spelling),&lt;br /&gt;lava (new student) &amp;amp; nive (the active involver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who's missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kian (my sunshine boy who&lt;br /&gt;tells lame jokes), bryan boy (i wanted him&lt;br /&gt;to be my son), jack can [do what?](&lt;do&gt;boy with&lt;br /&gt;the cool name), claire (the shopperholic - al&lt;/do&gt;&lt;do&gt;ws absent&lt;br /&gt;fr class due to wkend shopping) &amp; all&lt;/do&gt;&lt;do&gt; those&lt;/do&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;do&gt;whom i used to teach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/do&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3HfsoPbuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/FaEy-DIu7H0/s1600-h/A+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro3HfsoPbuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/FaEy-DIu7H0/s320/A+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083938901740973794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Upcoming Events!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro2_FsoPbsI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Y1OC-KWZZFI/s1600-h/AYD+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro2_FsoPbsI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Y1OC-KWZZFI/s320/AYD+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083929658971352770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RotPEMoPbaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/exngk2ImdzM/s1600-h/AYD+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RotPEMoPbaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/exngk2ImdzM/s320/AYD+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083243537945816482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AYD 2007&lt;br /&gt;happening on...&lt;br /&gt;07.07.07&lt;br /&gt;venue: expo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro2-HcoPbrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TaGPmKm1zlo/s1600-h/YI+Session+Publicity+Card+Sample.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Ro2-HcoPbrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TaGPmKm1zlo/s320/YI+Session+Publicity+Card+Sample.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083928589524496050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YISS 2007 Testimony Session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;must-come for all SALTies and Confirmants!&lt;br /&gt;a possible solution to "what's next?"&lt;br /&gt;in your Christian life for the lost, straying,&lt;br /&gt;confused and 'thirsty'&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/8922086-6744243405471768372?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/6744243405471768372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=6744243405471768372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-7433073514935595573</id><published>2007-06-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:18:41.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;From The Inside Out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times I've failed&lt;br /&gt;Still Your mercy remains&lt;br /&gt;And should I stumble again&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting,&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending,&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-chorus:&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;I give You control&lt;br /&gt;Consume me from the inside out, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Let justice and praise&lt;br /&gt;Become my embrace&lt;br /&gt;To love you from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your will above all else&lt;br /&gt;My purpose remains&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing myself&lt;br /&gt;In bringing You praise&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre-chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Never ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;From the inside out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lord my soul cries out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My soul cries out to you&lt;br /&gt;My soul cries out to you&lt;br /&gt;To you, to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre-chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord my soul cries out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(repeat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=wwJEdo1FlMo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ this song very much cuz the lyrics are&lt;br /&gt;astounding and the chorus is very impactful.&lt;br /&gt;everything makes so much sense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-7433073514935595573?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/7433073514935595573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=7433073514935595573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/7433073514935595573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/7433073514935595573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/06/from-inside-out-thousand-times-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-2541834561298965287</id><published>2007-06-26T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:13.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the time of year dudettes! GSS: when retail therapy is the greatest remedy! i'm kinda sick of shopping now and most probably swear off any kind of shopping for at least the next 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day i met up with my bestie, we hunted for the shop in Chinatown that allows us to make our own accessories by choosing the pieces we want, while the shop owner will piece 'em up tgt with a expert and agile hands! ahahahaha i walked home with a necklace with a traditional western babyroom theme (whatever that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoEuz8xGEoI/AAAAAAAAALc/Zqw0joW6k_Y/s1600-h/img02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoEuz8xGEoI/AAAAAAAAALc/Zqw0joW6k_Y/s320/img02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080393324670882434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another day, i met up with kong, shu and pi @ vivo to shop till we drop.... i reallie spent a lot and i dun wanna publish the figures cuz it'll just make me feel even more guilty. but if it's counted per piece, my buys were really the most worth-it of all (: oh! and i spotted an OWL TOTE @ Topshop! i CANNOT resist the likes of adorable owl stuff! i'm a sucker for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoEvZ8xGEpI/AAAAAAAAALk/awS9C8i9fvo/s1600-h/img06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoEvZ8xGEpI/AAAAAAAAALk/awS9C8i9fvo/s320/img06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080393977505911442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i met up with shu and kong for swimming and tanning @ the usual place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoE2mcxGEqI/AAAAAAAAALs/GaU5rOk2drU/s1600-h/img05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoE2mcxGEqI/AAAAAAAAALs/GaU5rOk2drU/s320/img05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080401888835670690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;let's go swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was so darn egoistic, the temp was probably like 33 deg cel. i swam 20 laps (: after that, we cabbed to town. the cab driver was damn farnie! he kept talking abt how horrid the weather was and then he blasted his radio. the music was quite hip and happening lah! hahahah the only track i remembered was an old favourite: Semi-charmed Life! love it! we ate Soupspoon for lunch and the QC there is really 2 thumbs up! even after redeeming a free large cup of ice lemon tea, the person said we can redeem again cuz like he won't indicate that we already redeemed once. WOW! capital G in Generosity! so like after that, we went Mango to shop... hahhah kong and i were in a WILD CARDIGAN CRAZE! and guess wad! we found treasure lah! we both ended up buying this cardigan that is actually a walking AIRCON! cuz it cools ur skin but at the same time u feel warm. like the perfect condition for kong and me to sleep at home: COLD but WARM! and the cardigan's like only 23$ lah! i got an electric blue one while she got a lighting bolt yellow! AWESOME! shu got a fantastic multi-coloured cardigan which really suited her! then, we headed to far east to do more shopping. shu brought us to a Skinnies shop! we made friends with the Aunty! hahahaha! we both bought 2 items each! WOW! like we spent a BOMB! fer dinner, we went Gelare for waffles and ice-cream! ok as usual, our day ended with a BIG HOLE in our pockets and TOTAL DISFIGURATION of our bank accounts.... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Witticism of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we were sipping our drink at Gelare, shu brought up a topic about selling away our old stuff at flea markets. then she mentioned a friend's sis who is setting up a shop at The Loft, and we can also try setting up a shop but we have to make the biz lucrative. there's a theme for the coming Loft event: Fairytale, and shu's friend's sis is having a Cinderella theme to her shop (if it fits, the item will be sold at a 50% discount. of cuz the clothes will be random and do not have fixed sizes.) so, we came up with a way to sell our old stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cinderella's Step Sisters" presents..... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DERELICT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;derelict: (adj) left or deserted, as by the owner or guardian; abandoned. / (noun) personal property abandoned or thrown away by the owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we would be wearing stupid but creative staff uniforms like pipi's Sundress (garbage bag dress + a pattern of a sun on it), T-shirt (literally a T-shaped shirt) and like an Apron (an apron shaped in the letter A with the word 'pron' on it). not forgetting our "100% Derelict Material" tees for the staff (made from literally derelict cloth!) publicising-wise.... 1) Derelict: ugly is the new beautiful. 2) Derelict: now, you can finally blame your clothes. 3) Derelict: natural ugliness beats artificial beauty. 4) Derelict: enhances your beauty, indirectly. etc... HAHAHAH! corny! we'll like use trash cans to classify our items and sell them damn cheaply! we came up with too many nonsense to be true... can't blog everything down cuz they were like spurs of the moment. lol! ok, and so ends my day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;derelict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(100% derelict material)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;are you derelict material?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(pun intended.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copyrights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shout Out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) pipi! take care of yourself in camp! just pretend to be friendly and sociable! will miss you! may u be able to pole dance with "gigi"!&lt;br /&gt;2) bestie! you too! have loads of fun in camp!&lt;br /&gt;3) gigi, i miss you! glad to know ur reunion went well (: half-expected it'll be bad cuz of the SOS message to kong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-2541834561298965287?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/2541834561298965287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=2541834561298965287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/2541834561298965287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/2541834561298965287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-time-of-year-dudettes-gss-when.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoEuz8xGEoI/AAAAAAAAALc/Zqw0joW6k_Y/s72-c/img02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-1570363333073399435</id><published>2007-06-22T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:14.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey I'M BACK! the past two weeks had been just AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that i have a really, really awful SORE THROAT!&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i'm recovering and my fever is gone already...&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SINGING!&lt;br /&gt;I CROAK LIKE A FROG NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(no offense, to all frogs in the world, including Kermit)&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme do a little flashback and updating here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CON CAMP 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con camp 2007 (8-10june)was like quite a blast! though not as wonderful as my own con camp (haha) but nonetheless, God was there to help us see through a smooth and successful camp! and just as i thot my voice will fail me, i really thank God for he helped me pull through our last band rehearsal (which was just the nite before con camp from 8 till damn damn late) and of course the actual P&amp;W session! AWESOME! i mean seriously! we didn't think it'll be that good! minor hiccups but they always serve the lighten up the atmosphere (: the confirmants and the facils were very spot-on! so, thank you everyone and hopefully everyone did enjoy the session! the other sessions during the camp were really informative and the sharings were just great! Anne-Marie's my co-fac and YOU ROCK MY SOCKS, AMERIE! yeah, she's one brave girl and she makes a really good leader now and in the future! i'm really happy with my group cuz like they were very cooperative and all! 2 peeps i alr knew b4 the camp: Rico and Rachel (Gabe's sis)! i see new faces (to me) and yeah i really hope the camp would be as memorable to them as mine was to me! my bro was one of the confirmants, and i did the IMPOSSIBLE: i actually hugged him during the most touching session and i reconciled with him. HAHAHA oh yes, and i found a new FAVE song: Why by Nichole Nordeman! i tell u man, i totally cried my eyes out when i saw the flash vid of this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHOUT OUT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEN, AGGIE, RYAN, HENRY, ANDREW &amp;amp; DION, YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME ALL DAY, EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus we're living for Your name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll never be ashamed of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoa oh oh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our praise and all we are today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take take take it all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take take take it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAKE A CHILL PILL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after camp, the next day, i just dived into the pool! literally! i'm back to swimming with the usual girls! i have this fetish for swimming nowadays.. in fact it's here to stay! shu and kong are in APS so they really taught me the proper technique of swimming since i didnt really took lessons and all. now it's almost like a breeze! better yet, i got my tan back! muaahahaahah :D rejoice! returned to bumming and well, it's just so normal-life to me (: but one thing i was looking forward to was YISS 2007! which was on the thursday of that week! like i would have gone for 2 consecutive camps by the end of june! like WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have turned, my mourning into dancing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have turned, my sorrows into joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;YISS 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns7qMxGElI/AAAAAAAAALE/Odm5Uz325eE/s1600-h/YISS+2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns7qMxGElI/AAAAAAAAALE/Odm5Uz325eE/s320/YISS+2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078718600958054994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(14-18june) AHHHH! THE AWESOMEST CAMP I'VE EVA BEEN TO! like 100 times better than con camp cuz it really gets better &amp; better when your faith grows! ok i shan't be a spoiler for future batches of YISS participants... anyway, gen, eunice, ann, kel and me represented St Anne's for the camp! though we were split into diff grps, we were still having a whale of time there! meeting new people is indeed cool and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grp ACTS 2:28 happened to be an all-girls grp. my facs were LYDIA &amp;amp; ANGELE and my intercessor, Daisy's sis, SHIRLEY! in case u're wondering what's ACTS 2:28, it's a verse from the Bible, "Thou hast made known to me the ways of Life; thou wilt make me full of gladness with thy presence." i guess that is what i'm searching for in life: Happiness (: anyway, gosh i can't tell you how AWESOME the camp is lah! but anyway, we all picked up some lines we became so totally addicted to: "Awesome!" (which we alr ♥ it) "It's the strangest thing!" and "It's the weirdest thing!" yeah! we saw this really awesome video clip which i cannot reveal either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that the camp is life-changing... you don't know how true that is! i camp out of the camp and realised that the old me just DIED! and the new me was just BORNED! it's very hard to explain though. of cuz i still keep the good parts of the old me though... and God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit (WHO MAKE UP MY HUNKY BOYFRIEND ♥) is ever so close to me. like... i can't find another word then the oftenly-used word they use: TANGIBLE. and truly, God really works in each of us. we are so connected that everyone has at least a person he/she can help and at least a person that helped him/her. we are not as alone as we thought we are. we are very very blessed actually (: my facs have been so nice as to make fluffy wands and wrote us like damn nice notes lah! hahaha art friend rocks! in brief, YISS ROCKS &amp; SALTies, GO FOR IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns7M8xGEkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6mQZ6jVeBcM/s1600-h/img01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns7M8xGEkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6mQZ6jVeBcM/s320/img01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078718098446881346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the whole YISS group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns8K8xGEmI/AAAAAAAAALM/Jm5Cg86Vp4M/s1600-h/img06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns8K8xGEmI/AAAAAAAAALM/Jm5Cg86Vp4M/s320/img06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078719163598770786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acts 2:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RnuBS8xGEnI/AAAAAAAAALU/XUkwjSJmlB8/s1600-h/The+Apple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RnuBS8xGEnI/AAAAAAAAALU/XUkwjSJmlB8/s320/The+Apple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078795167340040818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;took this pic from kel cuz... i ate my apple already!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;"OK, THANK YOU HUNKY BF!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoE4qsxGErI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3sTJpBAvJoc/s1600-h/The+Wand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoE4qsxGErI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3sTJpBAvJoc/s320/The+Wand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080404160873370290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my Acts wand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="intelliTXT"&gt;Savior, He can move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;My God is Mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;He is Mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;Forever, Author of Salvation&lt;br /&gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, among all the spiritual stuff i was able to do, i'm glad to help my bestie back to the religion... it's a personal experience and i'll tell only if necessary. GOD ♥s YOU, BERN (: yeah, gosh, for like the longest time eva, i made her cry out tears of joy lah! JOY YOU KNOW! she's really gone thru tough times and still is going thru... that's why i'm here i guess. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gg for AMPLIFY FRIDAY later (: can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i've got a new eye-candy&lt;br /&gt;(err, ok God besides you cuz i'm alr attached to u... pun intended)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-1570363333073399435?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/1570363333073399435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=1570363333073399435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/1570363333073399435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/1570363333073399435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-im-back-past-two-weeks-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rns7qMxGElI/AAAAAAAAALE/Odm5Uz325eE/s72-c/YISS+2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-4763419592726719859</id><published>2007-05-23T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:20.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP4c1J_ofI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wvb_cDHxXoA/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067667179910963698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP4c1J_ofI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wvb_cDHxXoA/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(14-18 may 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 days of fun, laughter and much much more with elly and cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the first day started off with the 3 of us meeting up at Changi Airport Terminal 2 Pacific Coffee Company (PCC) at around past 12am. since we have to check in at around 4.30am at Terminal 1, we might as well stay over at the airport... and so, it seemed like hours as we waited and waited and waited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPfTVJ_odI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jZB_djFMsVI/s1600-h/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067639528911512018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPfTVJ_odI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jZB_djFMsVI/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPezVJ_ocI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GXGAAzp9Qc8/s1600-h/IMG_1828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067638979155698114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPezVJ_ocI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GXGAAzp9Qc8/s320/IMG_1828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPeulJ_obI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TKT6vJSdq88/s1600-h/IMG_1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067638897551319474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPeulJ_obI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TKT6vJSdq88/s320/IMG_1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPepVJ_oaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_YnoFgh0gIE/s1600-h/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067638807357006242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPepVJ_oaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_YnoFgh0gIE/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPd8FJ_oZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VZO_eAYnD3c/s1600-h/IMG_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067638029967925650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPd8FJ_oZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VZO_eAYnD3c/s320/IMG_1834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPduFJ_oYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0DcEQ5eQ8NE/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067637789449757058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPduFJ_oYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0DcEQ5eQ8NE/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wassup cheryl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPdoVJ_oXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GzFn2xzz9vw/s1600-h/IMG_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067637690665509234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPdoVJ_oXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GzFn2xzz9vw/s320/IMG_1846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPdOFJ_oWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RBoRqERpWmc/s1600-h/IMG_1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067637239693943138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPdOFJ_oWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RBoRqERpWmc/s320/IMG_1851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPch1J_oVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Er5mQ-oakb0/s1600-h/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067636479484731730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPch1J_oVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Er5mQ-oakb0/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gotta fatten up before the flight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soon, it was almost time and we wanted to take a skytrain to Terminal 1 but realised that it doesn't operate from 1-6am. thankfully, a female came towards us and told us that she's a bus driver meant to fetch us to Terminal 1! WOW! before the trip, i prayed to God that he will take good care of us and keep us safe on this trip, and this was his first miracle to me (: finally after arriving at Terminal 1 and checking in our luggage, we still had to WAIT... and there was a sudden influx of SNOOPYS (codename. ask me if you wanna know.) argh! we dun really like SNOOPYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPcNlJ_oTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/o9uqUwrEanw/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067636131592380722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPcNlJ_oTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/o9uqUwrEanw/s320/IMG_1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPb7FJ_oSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PAdyyI-iE6E/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067635813764800802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPb7FJ_oSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PAdyyI-iE6E/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finally,&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE OFF!&lt;br /&gt;(photo taken by me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbzFJ_oRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eG5Z_QCyBzY/s1600-h/IMG_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067635676325847314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbzFJ_oRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eG5Z_QCyBzY/s320/IMG_1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after a few hours of sleep and waking up with stiff necks...&lt;br /&gt;WE ARRIVED IN HK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbtFJ_oQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BgZvJ0E4l3s/s1600-h/IMG_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067635573246632194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbtFJ_oQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BgZvJ0E4l3s/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the three-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbQlJ_oPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PWyjMW5YMiI/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067635083620360434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbQlJ_oPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PWyjMW5YMiI/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met Oscar! well, he's the man at the ticketing booth where we needed to get our Airport Express cum Octopus cards. he looked a little like Aaron Kwok! wahahaha! elly likes him. after making our way to our hotel, BP International Hotel, we put our stuff in our room and headed straight for a good place to eat! we need food! elly recommended &lt;strong&gt;Xiao Fei Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang&lt;/strong&gt; @ Kimberly Street, Tsim Sha Tsui... Dim Sum Buffet HK$40 (S$8) 2-4pm! we rushed there immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbKFJ_oOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ms-jW5PL5fU/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067634971951210722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPbKFJ_oOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ms-jW5PL5fU/s320/IMG_1886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we ordered, and ordered, and ordered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPa8FJ_oNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bR3Cr6n82EU/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067634731433042130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPa8FJ_oNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bR3Cr6n82EU/s320/IMG_1892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and ate, and ate, and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPa01J_oMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/h0lhqpMUEKw/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067634606878990530" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPa01J_oMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/h0lhqpMUEKw/s320/IMG_1887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoU9UcoPbXI/AAAAAAAAAME/d5UGn6Fp9js/s1600-h/hongkong02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoU9UcoPbXI/AAAAAAAAAME/d5UGn6Fp9js/s320/hongkong02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081535176049126770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPaVFJ_oKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rIbMAGV0rAI/s1600-h/IMG_1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067634061418143906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPaVFJ_oKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rIbMAGV0rAI/s320/IMG_1898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Temple Street Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPaJVJ_oJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nZi6ISzC4k8/s1600-h/IMG_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067633859554680978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPaJVJ_oJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nZi6ISzC4k8/s320/IMG_1903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mido Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous for local delights!&lt;br /&gt;looks totally old, traditional and... local&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day One was spent walking around Tsim Sha Tsui and Jordan &amp; Temple Street Market (: got to drink their famous Mango whatever drink there! nice, very nice. oh! and we met.... Thomas. Thomas is the front-desk manager at the hotel. he is middle-aged, seemingly married, average-looking but he provides excellent service and helped us with our reservation and site-seeing needs! speaking good English was a perk! and so... we gave him a nickname: Nanny. Thomas rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY TWO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the morning, we made our way to Central and had breakfast at a dim sum place with 70 yrs of reknown history... &lt;strong&gt;Lin Heung Tea House&lt;/strong&gt;! the food is really zhen zhong and cheap!we spent the whole day and afternoon at Ocean Park!!!! i sat most of the thrill rides and the 3 of us tried our luck at some game booths.... i only won this ugly hei zhi ma toufu (black sesame toufu) soft toy... and it's purple... weird and disgusting! but we enjoyed ourselves most when we visited the sealions and their "underwater world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(since i'm waiting for some pictures from elly and cheryl, the &lt;em&gt;OCEAN P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARK QUIZ&lt;/em&gt; will be uploaded onto this entry at a later time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after a long day at Ocean Park, we took a long bus ride back to Admiralty station and decided to go to the nearest place to chill and grab a drink as we were all tired, perspiring from the summer heat and very very thirsty as we did not carry any water there.... Admitalty Macs was where i was glad to see this really cute guy! almost the guy of my dreams. boyish grin, baby face, mischievous twinkle in his eyes and a nice cap. somehow the lady at the counter just couldn't understand my order even though i've pointed out the picture and so the guy stepped in to help me. but i got a feeling he'd end of being with a lian-ish girl. whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok we were so lazy and tired that we napped in the hotel until we decided to go out again. at night, we went to Lan Kwai Fong (their supposed Club Street). was kinda in for a disappointment actually... but we got to know some friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPaBVJ_oII/AAAAAAAAAG8/C5MP3Gc3AAk/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067633722115727490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPaBVJ_oII/AAAAAAAAAG8/C5MP3Gc3AAk/s320/IMG_1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPZ4VJ_oHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wZQe8w8YSVE/s1600-h/IMG_1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067633567496904818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPZ4VJ_oHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wZQe8w8YSVE/s320/IMG_1912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took very long to decide which bar to go into cuz all of them didn't seem quite entertaining. in the end i chose Club97. there, we met a pretty waitress named Pramita whom i feel resembled May and Choy. she was a new staff so we took quite some time ordering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: what's the difference between O**** Silver and O**** Gold? ( i was ordering some Tequila)&lt;br /&gt;pramita: i'm not sure. let me check that for you.&lt;br /&gt;pramita: oh, the O*** Silver is Silver and the other one is Gold.&lt;br /&gt;me: you mean the colour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pramita: hahha yah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPZpVJ_oGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YSG6jXIh8OI/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067633309798867042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPZpVJ_oGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YSG6jXIh8OI/s320/IMG_1922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoU8ccoPbWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eHUU1pFKaIw/s1600-h/hongkong01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoU8ccoPbWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eHUU1pFKaIw/s320/hongkong01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081534213976452450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, elly, cheryl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;she's so nice and she kept asking us if we were enjoying ourselves and she told the DJ to turn up the music and play nicer songs for us. so sweet! the club's choice of songs were hip-hop/rnb. however, the dj had a knack for playing the song for too long a time and his sequencing isn't very good. elly and i had to dedicate certain songs to get the people to move their asses to the dancefloor. finally everything kicked in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPZQ1J_oEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wzXtxBSMZEU/s1600-h/IMG_1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067632888892072002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPZQ1J_oEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wzXtxBSMZEU/s320/IMG_1941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; this is sara. i think she's from nepal. i met her when i saw her alone when she just entered the club/bar and she looked pretty lost. so i went up to her and introduced elly and myself and we got to know her! she's a really sweet girl and kept calling me cute as if that's my name. at one point when we were at another part of the street, i thought i lost elly and cheryl and my phone batt died. she was willing to accompany me until they return. actually, the club wasn't all clean... we had frightening experiences with strangers and thank God he really protected all of us from up there. we managed to catch the last train and we went back to the hotel and all our stuff stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY THREE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day Three was spent in Wan Chai &amp; Causeway Bay areas. first stop was their famous wanton/dumpling noodle shop which we researched on, &lt;strong&gt;Wing Wah Noodle Shop&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoU-IcoPbYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8PFPZJzbfQ8/s1600-h/hk03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RoU-IcoPbYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8PFPZJzbfQ8/s320/hk03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081536069402324354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPY9lJ_oCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7Ke-_svACCc/s1600-h/IMG_1947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067632558179590178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPY9lJ_oCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7Ke-_svACCc/s320/IMG_1947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we then spent the time on &lt;strong&gt;Spring Garden Lane &lt;/strong&gt;which is a Street Market. in the afternoon, we went to eat desserts and this is one of the recommended places for local desserts with a great variety of creative ones to choose from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPYqVJ_oBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uavaz7eSm0U/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067632227467108370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPYqVJ_oBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uavaz7eSm0U/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPYj1J_oAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dSh_pbczTvM/s1600-h/IMG_1948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067632115797958658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPYj1J_oAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dSh_pbczTvM/s320/IMG_1948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPX8FJ_n-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8MfjxZyeGuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067631432898158562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPX8FJ_n-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8MfjxZyeGuQ/s320/IMG_1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we bought traditional tidbits @ Central from this lao zi hao: &lt;strong&gt;Chan Yee Jai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXyFJ_n9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/UP6vpivEIQo/s1600-h/IMG_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067631261099466706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXyFJ_n9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/UP6vpivEIQo/s320/IMG_1957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mong Kok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXmVJ_n8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xQ6Wsc3wudU/s1600-h/IMG_1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067631059236003778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXmVJ_n8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xQ6Wsc3wudU/s320/IMG_1959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ladies Street Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after a day long of eating and street marketing, we went back to the hotel tired as usual. elly then asked me to accompany her to the 7-11 opposite the hotel to get some snacks. i needed to buy some food and drinks too so i went with her. imagine both of us in home tees and AJ's PE shorts and slippers! hahahah! we went to 7-11 and i saw this nerdy-looking guy at the counter. but he was an attractive nerd... but i still disliked his thick black framed glasses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;elly: what do you think of that guy at the counter?&lt;br /&gt;me: i think he has the potential to look better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahhahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day Four... elly and cheryl shopped like crazy! hahaha! i didnt see anything i liked. they splurged at Mong Kok's Esprit store which was 3 levels high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXb1J_n7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wZik_kzSYfc/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067630878847377330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXb1J_n7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wZik_kzSYfc/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXSFJ_n6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/9ZfdR2m6x2A/s1600-h/IMG_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067630711343652770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXSFJ_n6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/9ZfdR2m6x2A/s320/IMG_1962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; elly ever commented that the ratio of pretty girls to handsome guys in HK was like 50:1 somehow, all the good-looking guys became actors and the rest are left to the streets. we can only oggle at their actors through posters like the one above... but WHERE ARE THEY???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXFlJ_n5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MHWlqUm2NdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067630496595287954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPXFlJ_n5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MHWlqUm2NdQ/s320/IMG_1970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPW3VJ_n4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/DfgSA6aOg6g/s1600-h/IMG_1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067630251782152066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPW3VJ_n4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/DfgSA6aOg6g/s320/IMG_1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison Chen!&lt;br /&gt;URGH! ONLY ON POSTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPWrVJ_n3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/k6YEghDEziU/s1600-h/IMG_1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067630045623721842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPWrVJ_n3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/k6YEghDEziU/s320/IMG_1977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chilling is a must!&lt;br /&gt;HK PCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPWilJ_n2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/G37mMFlgBo4/s1600-h/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067629895299866466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPWilJ_n2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/G37mMFlgBo4/s320/IMG_1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPWalJ_n1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DmeRkAt9W_4/s1600-h/IMG_1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067629757860912978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPWalJ_n1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DmeRkAt9W_4/s320/IMG_1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPV21J_n0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/pYDeGY_CVUw/s1600-h/IMG_1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067629143680589634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPV21J_n0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/pYDeGY_CVUw/s320/IMG_1986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVpFJ_nzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xz9_ss-zqPg/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067628907457388338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVpFJ_nzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xz9_ss-zqPg/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the best Lao Po Bing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we went to their "far east" - King Wah Shopping Mall @ Mong Kok but i was thoroughly disappointed ): but we met 2 pretty and funny salesgirls in this shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salesgirl1: my english isn't very good. my chinese isn't good also. are you all from other countries?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we: we 're from singapore. it's ok, we understand you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cheryl wanted to buy a nice purple purse. and i wanted to try out cantonese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: hou lang (beautiful) ( i was referring to the purse).&lt;br /&gt;salesgirl2: thanked me profusely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: i mean the purse...&lt;br /&gt;salesgirls: *laughed uncontrollably* the girl thought i was referring to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but since both of them are pretty and cute, i called them "lang loi" (pretty girls)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LESSON LEARNT: i should never speak dialect :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, we shopped along Granville Road, Tsim Sha Tsui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVh1J_nyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YRa-LeIvIlo/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067628782903336738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVh1J_nyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YRa-LeIvIlo/s320/IMG_1992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we came across this...&lt;br /&gt;ACS PE/house t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;HK$19 (S$3.80)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahahhhahahahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, HORRORS OF ALL HORRORS! elly and i found out how broke broke broke broke we are! i was left with HK$40 while elly had HK$80 left. i couldnt change money cuz the exchange rate was very very very bad there. we realised how poor we were that we began to suck up to cheryl with all kinds of methods and crapping nonsense. we regretted bullying her throughout the trip. hahhahahha we were both so upset that we didn't even wanna go anywhere for dinner. we just wanted to purchase instant noodles (2 for HK$10) at our 7-11... elly and i even shared ten curry fishballs and didn't want to waste a single drop of sauce! hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVH1J_nxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VacZ6EAMesI/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067628336226737938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVH1J_nxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VacZ6EAMesI/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just then, i noticed the nerdy guy from last night.&lt;br /&gt;he was so not nerdy! he somehow didn't wear&lt;br /&gt;his glasses that night. i think he wore contacts.&lt;br /&gt;and he was so so so so so CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;the WHOLE package!&lt;br /&gt;my ideal guy standing in front of me&lt;br /&gt;i almost fainted and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVCVJ_nwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KfSgaPMbvfI/s1600-h/IMG_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067628241737457410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPVCVJ_nwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KfSgaPMbvfI/s320/IMG_1996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my only source of survival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPUb1J_nvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dJhywkldiIU/s1600-h/IMG_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067627580312493810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPUb1J_nvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dJhywkldiIU/s320/IMG_2001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; since we had to leave... duh.&lt;br /&gt;we thought of giving Thomas a little&lt;br /&gt;token of appreciation from us.&lt;br /&gt;we saw this towel of the cartoon train engine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at one of the Street Markets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPS31J_nuI/AAAAAAAAADs/fcNygTYYznA/s1600-h/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067625862325575394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlPS31J_nuI/AAAAAAAAADs/fcNygTYYznA/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;he got a shock when we gave this to him.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to reach the airport early... after giving Thomas our gift which he was totally stunned when he saw it, we rushed to catch our shuttle bus to the airport. we ate their Ajisen which was really better than S'pore's. as we waited to board the plane, elly and i went to the bathroom. as we were done, elly was washing her hands when the SNOOPY beside her screamed, "si le! si le! mei you shui! (die! die! there's no more water!)" apparently, the sensor could not sense the presence of her hands and she panicked! hahahaah elly couldn't stop laughing. then her sensor couldnt sense hers. and the woman panicked again until water came out! (there were 10 other sinks around her) elly said she was the funniest SNOOPY on our trip. then there was a bunch of SNOOPYs wearing yellow caps lining up to board the plane. elly said, "don't rush, let the ducklings go first!" wahahahhaah (: oh, elly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and so ends our fantastic trip to HK.... pretty short but worthwhile (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you ELLY AND CHERYL for showing me a wonderful and hilarious time there!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;Thomas will always remember us.... haha! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-4763419592726719859?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/4763419592726719859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=4763419592726719859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4763419592726719859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4763419592726719859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/05/14-18-may-2007-5-days-of-fun-laughter.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP4c1J_ofI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wvb_cDHxXoA/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_1836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-8730558817989277586</id><published>2007-05-18T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;back last week before leaving for hongkong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had to fulfill one important matter... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that is to enroll myself back into the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bumming Academy of Fine Bumming (BAFB). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;being expelled from the school had a great &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;impact in my life and i know that i cannot live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;without being able to bum professionally again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had to submit my application to Kong and Pipi.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(i even bothered to create an official logo) :D&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065842720753295042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rk19HVJ_nsI/AAAAAAAAADc/16XWX4VpS5U/s320/BAFB+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;© copyrights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got my presidential position back now (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-8730558817989277586?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/8730558817989277586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=8730558817989277586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/8730558817989277586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/8730558817989277586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-last-week-before-leaving-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rk19HVJ_nsI/AAAAAAAAADc/16XWX4VpS5U/s72-c/BAFB+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-1682500697763466378</id><published>2007-05-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:20:39.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Bye Bye Gigi!&lt;br /&gt;have a safe trip to Germany and back!&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;we won't be seeing each other cuz i'll be flying too...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, GIGI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fiance's gone ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-1682500697763466378?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/1682500697763466378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=1682500697763466378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/1682500697763466378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/1682500697763466378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/05/bye-bye-gigi-have-safe-trip-to-germany.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-4356625929213194957</id><published>2007-05-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:47:56.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A (Humorous) Report On My Ex-Job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for the past two months (5mar-4may), i had been slogging at Sentosa Office's Finance Dept. being the "bumming is my true nature" person (and yes, the ex-president and recent drop-put of my own establishment - The Bummer's Academy of Fine Bumming), it was a tough experience. i realised i was juggling two jobs. my admin job and my tuition job. i worked 6 days a week for 2 months. obviously, i had not met any criteria worthy of a place in BAFB... and so, kong took over my position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during those 2 months, i thought i went to hell for the first few weeks. i felt alien. i felt wrong. jessica chew and numbers/maths have always been a mismatch. why did i accept the job? i asked myself that too. was i outta my mind? did i hit my head on a wall? i thought: i knew it was a mistake to answer that call from the Sentosa HR dept with sleepy eyes and a groggy mind. but part of me reasoned: hey, you said you never want to do desk-bound jobs in future. why not try this out to reaffirm that you are really unsuited for such jobs? nothing to lose. if you have not tried, how can you be so sure? (and so, i was reaffirmed...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many a times, i had suicidal tendencies during work. i had thoughts of killing myself with a staple bullet. but of course, no idiot would die of that! i ever thought of killing myself with several paper cuts... but somehow all papers seemed blunt. i even thought of killing myself with the electric letter-opener... but my finger can't fit into it. but after a few weeks, i was finally getting used to the workload, the lack of being able to slack off, and well, the management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i met a few people whom i like and could get along well with. one event that helped me feel better about my job was the &lt;strong&gt;stock-taking day&lt;/strong&gt;. i got to travel round Sentosa. got to visit the Golf Club with all it's splendor. got to ride the buggy. got a bird's eye view of Sentosa Cove. got to check out how dirty a kitchen can be. got to know that looking at the background of all operations, the place isn't that alluring after all. got to see scandalous caucasians hanging out at IlLido. got to experience what's it like to be in a 0 deg celcius chiller in my freakin' shorts and tee. got to test out my endurance level in a stuffy container counting loads and loads and loads and loads of dry goods in record time at like 10pm++. got to test out how great my mental sums and times table are at the Cool Deck where i count an infinite amount of different alcoholic and non-alcoholic bottled beverages without succumbing to the temptation of stealing one bottle. fortunately, my mental sums and times table were a-ok and applaudable. got to correct that cute teen at the deck too. got to oggle for a few seconds at 2 surprsingly gd-looking auditors (or perhaps i was seeing things cuz it was pretty late at night and i was tired). it was a one-day thing, but i'll always remember it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on my last day of work, i was glad that things ended off well. my manager was truly going all out of something for me. she brought me and some of my colleagues (fouziah, sri and kishan) to Sakae Sushi at Siloso Beach. she ordered many plates delicious food and was so worried that we were not full, so she kept ordering more. we got to eat an Italian dessert in 3 different flavours. it actually has many layers of ice-cream and the base is a form of jelly and the shape is very unique. the taste? obviously, HEAVENLY! the 3 flavours were: Peach Fantasia, Apple Sensation and (our fave) &lt;strong&gt;Tartufo&lt;/strong&gt;!! after the meal, my manager treated us to the Sky Ride at the Luge! sri was hilarious as she was so afraid of height and was video conferencing with her husband while crying out, "I WANT TO GET DOWN!" kishan was like, "ok let's get down" and he almost lifted the handle bars while we were like in mid air. sri was so frightened that she closed her eyes. hahaha. later on, we hopped onto a Red Line Bus that had an open-aired top. we ended up returning to work at 3.15pm. WOW! i felt very honoured that she'll do so much for me (who's just a temp). kishan told me this was the first ever time a temp got such treatment. past temps and interns were never that lucky. awwww... shucks..... who can resist me? hahhaahaha just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i never thought i'd cry... in fact i didn't cry until the last moment. when i had to part with fouziah as we were heading different directions. i couldn't help it. seeing her eyes well up with tears, i realised my became teary too. i certainly missed her the most cuz she was like a 2nd mum to me at work and she was always so thoughtful and caring towards me. i wish she'll get better treatment in the future. she's so kind and optimistic and soft-hearted that i am a little afraid that others may dump some of their work at her desk. haiz... office politics... something i experienced myself. well, fruitful, eventful... learnt a lot aft this job. i must admit wad i learnt will be useful in my future business so that's a good sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i gotta go submit my online application to BAFB... kong told me she doesnt mind that i resume my position as president but i would have a black mark on my record ): oh well, better than nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK YO!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-4356625929213194957?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/4356625929213194957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=4356625929213194957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4356625929213194957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/4356625929213194957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/05/humorous-report-on-my-ex-job-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-6233734181736884989</id><published>2007-04-30T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:21.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last week, we had a Girls' Night Out, otherwise known as GNO. hahaha silly making a short-form for that. oh well, we really had the time of our lives (: can't provide much details though cuz it's forbidden and an internal affair... but we really did enjoy ourselves to the max until we had no choice but to leave cuz it's closing its doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8plJ_okI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DVZ2HqadXxU/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067671985979368018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP80lJ_olI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cRMz2cDWv9g/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8SlJ_ojI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nQ0fj-RXIV4/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067671401863815730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8SlJ_ojI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nQ0fj-RXIV4/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8MlJ_oiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nssKe93WlNw/s1600-h/IMG_1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067671298784600610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8MlJ_oiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nssKe93WlNw/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8FVJ_ohI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_gK_Lx2RCRw/s1600-h/IMG_1737b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067671174230549010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP8FVJ_ohI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_gK_Lx2RCRw/s320/IMG_1737b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP70lJ_ogI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CJXCkdm0T8Y/s1600-h/IMG_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067670886467740162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP70lJ_ogI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CJXCkdm0T8Y/s320/IMG_1741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that week was pretty eventful too cuz we celebrated fifi's bdae... belated bdae actually. i can't believe we did the stupidest/lamest crap. we ditched him for a few minutes in Billy Bombers and ran away with our bags. he thought we intended to order and flee. but we ended up entering from another entrance wearing nigga outfits and our assorted mesh caps from taiwan and trying to speak the way niggas would speak. dawg. dude. peace out. etc... hahahaa! it was such a public thing. people outside Cathay and inside Billy Bombers were astounded. hahhaa but it's fun yo! we agreed to do poses at the window but most of us forgot and pi was the only one who did a pose and i tnk that got fifi wondering wad the hell was she doing! hope he liked the present we got him cuz it's spankin' cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my last week of work in the horrid island! woohoo! ok in case some of u dun know, i've been working close to 2 months in Sentosa's Office's finance dept and doing multiple jobs and running errants for the perms. i'll blog a summary of what i've learnt on my last day (that's sounds so goofy) hahaha. it makes an amusing content im sure of it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been meeting up with my bestie a lot during my working period and i'm so glad to have her! oh, so you're what's missing in my life these past 2 years! no wonder i felt there's a little area in me void of something... hehe :D unfortunately, after working for UOB (which she found to be the most stingy local bank surprisingly), she got a job at ABN (which is good), just that... she encountered THE SUPERVISOR FROM HELL! she's evil's incarnate in human form. she is what i would call a saddistic, lousy excuse of a supervisor. she forces my bestie to work overtime till like 9pm++ on a daily basis and recently, on saturdays too! wth! my bestie insisted that she did not want to work overtime but she kept dropping hints and deliberately gave her additional workload for every time she show's a shred of defiance! WHAT IS THE CORPORATE WORLD COMING TO? my bestie's a temp! TEMPS aren't supposed to work more and until later hours than PERMS!!!! is this the millenium's sick new version and concept of CHILD ABUSE? ok, that felt better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, thanks jo for introducing the best of the best of the best site i've ever come across! &lt;a href="http://www.tv-links.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.tv-links.co.uk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it truly has almost all of the latest and the greatest and the worth-watching tv and movie titles! it even takes the liberty to classify episodes into seasons and include episode titles! LOVE IT!!! ok, and so i was watching The L Word yesterday online and i came across this statement (applies to females only): If your Ring finger is longer than your Index finger, you're gay. If they are of the same length, you're bi. If your Ring finger is shorter than your Index finger, you are totally straight. at first i was skeptical, so i told Kong and we both were like... gosh we are so, so, so, so, GAY! if we were to hang out at a club on Lesbian Nights, we'd succumb to our true nature... and then Kong read this article online: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.independent.co.uk/uk/health_medical/article1768833.ece"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ARTICLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you'd be interested. click on it!) &lt;/p&gt;well, in brief, it sort of scientifically proved that the statement above is true and other interesting facts. for us, we run faster and we die earlier (mostly due to heart diseases). it's a good thing you know... i quote Kong, "we die earlier and we are not subjected to physical disfiguration too!" awwww, that's so sweet, Kong! yup, rejoice all those who have longer ring fingers! ahhaahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I CAN'T WAIT TO GO HONGKONG!!!!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-6233734181736884989?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/6233734181736884989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=6233734181736884989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/6233734181736884989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/6233734181736884989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-week-we-had-girls-night-out.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RlP80lJ_olI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cRMz2cDWv9g/s72-c/IMG_1721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-8987085966953051478</id><published>2007-04-10T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:21.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;cobwebs are seriously accumulating here! (not that i really give a damn) right now, i am so, so, so like expelled from the "academy of fine bumming" in which i was the ex-president of. reason being i'm a workaholic now... from one day work week to an upgraded six day work week. my jobs are really draining me, sapping me from the essence of life! i mean, i don't feel human. bumming is human nature. this phenomenon called "work" isn't my human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, my babes are back from Taiwan! really glad they had loads of fun there! it's really nice of them to have gotten me some nice food, especially the caramel apple and not forgetting a... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051474115032281490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="211" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rhpw8ZqUcZI/AAAAAAAAABs/sp26pNX0CUg/s320/IMG_1695.JPG" width="257" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;COOKIE MONSTER MESH CAP! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;isn't it utterly adorable? i love cookie monster (: big big big shout out to them, "thank you!!!" can't wait to have a vacation myself... cheryl, elly and i are going to Hong Kong soon during May and it'll be totally awesome! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;last saturday night (or rather sunday morning), i met up with elly and her friends, xue qing and germaine, @ MoS. i rushed there like crazy cuz it was really late already. i got into a cab at 12.40am and just as elly msged me in hope that i would not get an old driver, i got an old driver. he asked things like, "orh! MoS arh... disco is it? the 'o' stands for what arh?" i was resisting laughter. the night was alright and xue qing and germaine were great company. met some people whom i don't know really. later on elly and i went to macs to grab a bite and we met a freak. he was trying to take our picture from like 2 seats away. elly shouted at him to come over to our table without the cam to ask him what he was up to. then the weird guy said he wanted to befriend us. hahaahah! his name was like what... ebo?! whatever. he's kinda corny but really freaky. most of the time we were laughing at him, not with him actually, until his friends decided to leave. then i met natasha from sentosa flowers. she told me she just came from Zouk. met 2 other people but i don't feel like talking about them.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051480329849958818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rhp2mJqUcaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5wdv1HF-QWE/s320/IMG_1692b.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;elly! remember that i'm always here for ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-8987085966953051478?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/8987085966953051478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=8987085966953051478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/8987085966953051478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/8987085966953051478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/04/cobwebs-are-seriously-accumulating-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/Rhpw8ZqUcZI/AAAAAAAAABs/sp26pNX0CUg/s72-c/IMG_1695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-5877769654600074273</id><published>2007-02-16T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:31:21.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RdVJBoRUR2I/AAAAAAAAABU/stZ8fXa4GeA/s1600-h/SR6-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032008450995144546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RdVJBoRUR2I/AAAAAAAAABU/stZ8fXa4GeA/s320/SR6-3.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Rendezvous @ DXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 March 2007&lt;br /&gt;{clickonpicturefordetails}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8922086-5877769654600074273?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/5877769654600074273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=5877769654600074273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5877769654600074273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/5877769654600074273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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/_a-V1NK7DqjA/RdVJBoRUR2I/AAAAAAAAABU/stZ8fXa4GeA/s72-c/SR6-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922086.post-116793261783447855</id><published>2007-01-05T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:24:18.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/7999/IMG_1229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/800388/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; a tribute to&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILL PILL DAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this picture. it isn't 3 macs meals. it's almost 4. well, this picture brings back the memory of CHILL PILL DAY I (13/12/2006)! it all started on 11/12/2006... it was a special day because it was shu's first day at work at Conrad International. we sent her off to work with tears brimming in our eyes (that's not really true) as though it's our daughter's first day in school! well, we're definitely proud of her! SHU: THE HIGH-POTENTIAL CREPE MASTER CHEF and so, shu went to her job, pipi had to go home early as she was flying to Haerbin the next day and guess who's left: lili, gigi and me. THE LONESOME 3SOME. we have so much in common in a sad way.... so we decided: ditch all the guys in the world and form the 3some. who needs guys anyway. haha! now that was the 0th ANNIVERSARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ CHILL PILL DAY I }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, 13/12/2006, we had to send zizi off at the airport. she was going to India until feb 2007 and that's gonna be real long. my spouse!!!! (weeps) ok so we realised, oh it's we 3 again! lili, gigi and me. the 3some. what's 3 girls to do on a day with nothing better to accomplish? it was so early in the morning and we were starving. we went up to the 2nd floor to find food but nothing was opened. that level of the airport was like some twilight zone. if we were to die of starvation, no one will notice. in the end we decided to go macs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's where the story begins (groans)&lt;br /&gt;we met a rather unintelligent but hopelessly generous macs staff. this guy. he's really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: gigi, can u help me get more sugar please?&lt;br /&gt;gigi: excuse me, can i have some packets of sugar?&lt;br /&gt;guy: gives like 6 packets of chilli and 3 packets of sugar&lt;br /&gt;lili: why did the guy give you chilli for?&lt;br /&gt;me: maybe he was trying to hint that u're hot, gigi!&lt;br /&gt;(roars of laughter)&lt;br /&gt;lili: i need maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;me: lili, can u help me get 2 packets of butter as well? tell the guy specifically 1 maple syrup and 2 butter. he won't go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;lili: 1 maple syrup and 2 butter&lt;br /&gt;guy: gives like 2 maple syrup and 3 butter&lt;br /&gt;lili: i think he wants us to have diabetes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, unintelligent but hopelessly generous. hahaah. we like binged on macs and then lili and i went to the toilet and when we were walking back, i tnk we saw some illegal exchange going on between 2 people. the most dangerous place is the safest place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh have u seen the BUDGET TERMINAL? well we hadn't so since we had nothing to do, we thought why not pay a visit to the budget terminal for kicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/701102/IMG_1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/354928/IMG_1230.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: lili, why are there so little chairs here? so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;lili: cuz it's a budget terminal! u're supposed to sit on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;good answer. 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/840615/IMG_1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/720617/IMG_1231.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so there's only one place to eat: HANS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/353263/IMG_1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/889862/IMG_1233.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/150952/IMG_1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/889615/IMG_1234.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/646139/IMG_1237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/589356/IMG_1237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/781935/IMG_1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/674115/IMG_1238.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i''m sure there's plenty of room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess this is what people, who have seriously nothing to do, do. we decided to check out the arrival hall which was... erm about 100m away. that's how small the terminal is. since we dream to backpack around many countries in future, we thought we might pick out some tips from the real deal! guess wad we picked up: 2 really HOT caucasian guys who look like they popped out from Amazing Race! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Backpackers Tips:&lt;br /&gt;1) wear shades (even if u're indoors)&lt;br /&gt;2) bring along a ginormous haversack (even though it may be half-filled)&lt;br /&gt;3) wear caps&lt;br /&gt;4) (for girls only) the more spaghetti straps the better&lt;br /&gt;5) berms&lt;br /&gt;6) disheavaled, wind-swept, but still has an element of style, hair&lt;br /&gt;7) flip flops&lt;br /&gt;8) bikini under spaghtti&lt;br /&gt;9) as many brochures and maps in hands as possible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, we decided to take bus 27 to IKEA Tampines which is our first ever visit there. we were really tired and we were slacking off in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;me: hey i tnk we need to get down at the next stop but i'm not very sure.&lt;br /&gt;lili: take a chill pill man, it doesnt matter if we missed it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the reigning attitude, the stop after was an expressway away and in Sengkang. hahhaahha! we had to take the bus back. all we ended up doing in IKEA was eating, lying on every sofa and bed and say the magic words before collapsing into oblivion, "POSTUREPEDIC!", crapping, photo-whoring and making our own show. 3some rocks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/842293/IMG_1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/753321/IMG_1241.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/286375/IMG_1243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/820360/IMG_1243.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/167975/IMG_1245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/975885/IMG_1245.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/562610/IMG_1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/727870/IMG_1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/315855/IMG_1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/761831/IMG_1247.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/404857/IMG_1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/292969/IMG_1253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/856744/IMG_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/78416/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/379247/IMG_1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/54290/IMG_1257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/874171/IMG_1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/22325/IMG_1256.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/895477/IMG_1260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/331272/IMG_1260.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ CHILL PILL DAY II }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill Pill Day II took place on 23/12/2006. on the day, another new set of 3: shu, kong and i went to terminal 2 to send xixi off to Vietnam with jing niu and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/964710/IMG_1268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/596410/IMG_1268.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, kong, shu and xixi&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had nothing to do as usual. shu and kong decided to come to my house since it was rather nearby. they found out that my house is perpetually dark even in the day and it induces sleep. since i sort of knew they were coming and i remembered promising them that they will get to see my eccentric younger brother in an exhibition style... i did this before my brother opened the door/enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/633671/IMG_1270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/662334/IMG_1270.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kong and shu were surfing the net for an apartment or house to rent in Aus while i served them Toasted Almond Ice-cream (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/554419/IMG_1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/490330/IMG_1279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, we went town to meet pipi (: we were so bored, we ended up going to Art Friend to fool around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/277915/IMG_1294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/371762/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/856029/IMG_1295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/75041/IMG_1295.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/598949/IMG_1296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/933197/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a while, shu had to go meet her jie mei friend. so there was a new set of 3: pipi, kong and me! we went to Spenelli to chill and just chat up. we talked about lotsa random topics... from pipi's trip to Haerbin and the story of how she got herself into 5 layers of fugly track pants, to our future backpacking and travelling adventures, to THE BOOK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/302220/IMG_1298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/627023/IMG_1298.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/357274/IMG_1301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/446294/IMG_1301.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/592024/IMG_1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/403622/IMG_1304.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kinda overshot our time and ended up going home late but still, Chill Pill Day II... yet another ful-filling but at the same time an unaccomplishing bum-around day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ CHILL PILL DAY III }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill Pill Day III. as you might have guessed it already, chill pill days are destined to have only 3 people. on this day, there was a new 3some: gigi, shu and me! we went to pipi's house in the morning for a swim and tanning. but the sun was being egoistical so we didn't get tanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/709139/IMG_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/581023/IMG_1347.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, gigi had to go meet her friend so shu and i met up with kong in town! oooh! back to the previous previous three-o: shu, kong and me! we went to borders and like did nothing. kong and i found this book with a lot of alliteration of "h" and we were reading it like some tongue-twister thing. in the evening, we made our way to Esplanade or rather Colours By The Bay to catch pipi's sister's performance. KEWEI!!! yeah she was really really awesome! she sang a lot of jazz numbers, a canto song and a few chinese songs. i thought that the last song by David Tao suited her the most since she worked with him. we pretended to be a sub-committee of her fan club... ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/958824/IMG_1356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/513553/IMG_1356.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on shu, kong and me went to Glutton's Bay to eat! we ordered one plate of carrot cake, kaya fondue and satay (with prawns)!!! after makaning, we had to go home but we just had to be spastic for one last time before the day ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/316892/IMG_1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/913258/IMG_1358.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/294830/IMG_1360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/580763/IMG_1360.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/180004/IMG_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/596994/IMG_1368.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/548009/IMG_1369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/479817/IMG_1369.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/528032/IMG_1370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PROM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th-7th Dec 2006&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i promised i'd blog about this since i have the time now. what could possibly get twisted in preparation for prom? ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING! this is the tale of a century. never could we have thot our road to prom could be this... lemme find the word... weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ 3 DAYS TO PROM }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flew back from HK on 3rd dec. which gives me 3 more days to prepare for prom! thankfully my trusty mates (the mamasans) sourced out my prom dress and did the alterations for me before i touched down! A BIG THANK YOU TO ALL OF YOU! i really have to give my hats off to them cuz they had been beeing through town day in, day out for 5 days in a row before i returned! 4th dec, i went shopping with them to get my shoes and some accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weird tale begins...&lt;br /&gt;one of the days while i was still in HK, shu received a call fr her VJ friends asking her if she wants to play poker. by some twist of fate, shu (who usually would decline n cont. sleeping), actually showed up at the intended location far away from her place. she was introduced to a guy called Kenji (whom is a very generous person and a nice guy as we got to know him in the future). coincidentally, our prom is on the same day as VJ's prom, different hotels though. K was really nice to have offered to arrange for make-up and hair styling for us. joy to the world! we don't have to make our own arrangements n not trusting whether things will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ 2 DAYS TO PROM }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess fate has a thing for games... 2 days away from prom and K called to say there would not be arrangements for hairstyling. naturally, our first reaction was panic. we were suffering from a couple of problems already actually... we were at Plaza Sing when this occurred. immediately, shu and lili went to Jean Yip with the intention of booking a time slot for us all. just then, shu's phone rang! (ok tt's not very surprising) she picked up, and guess what... SHE WON $500 WORTH OF MAKEOVER! but still, she booked the slot just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ 1 DAY TO PROM }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided after all the drama, we should just hang out at shu's place while she attempted to put her manicure skills to the test! poor shu.. she tried to do for all of us and she really tired herself. that's a good deed she had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ DAY OF PROM }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we seriously prayed nth more could go wrong. and guess what! aft all the sufferings, aft things couldnt get worst but can still get weirder, here comes the rewards! in the morning, i went to shu's house cuz the day before, i had a last minute fill-in for one of the teachers and ended up working from 6-10pm, ruining the nails she did for me. as she was doing all over again tt morning, she received a call! CONGRATULATIONS, YOU'VE WON A COMPLEMENTARY SPA TREATMENT! shu was on a roll! a winning streak! ya see, that's karma! she decided not to go for the $500 makeover thing cuz it requires photoshoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met pi at j8 and cabbed to plaza sing. lili, shu, pipi, gigi n i went for the hair appointment at Jean Yip. the place looks more professional than the other branches but we didn't know what was coming our way. we sat there. each of us had different hairstylist. boy were they good! lili's got ROCKER doing her hair! as they were doing our hair, lotsa younger hairstylists were watching the "show". we were at first thinking, perhaps they were learning from the more experienced ones here. soon, we got to know that our hairstylists were the ones who do for celebrities in Star Awards! WHAT!!! WHAT!!! shocked to my bones! and we only payed $35 each! what luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i felt i popped out from goong, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;pi: she had a rock-chick hairstyle! love it!&lt;br /&gt;gi: simple but elegant!&lt;br /&gt;li: OMG! seriously i didnt noe wad to expect cuz her hair is the shortest. the rocker actually did a bun like thing but covered it with a rocker-elegante feel! the rocker really rocks! and he's cute!&lt;br /&gt;shu: ahhh! she can rock on with pi cuz hers shouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/861245/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/753122/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me, shu, lili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/142335/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/326569/07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/404338/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/347002/09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;pi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/771789/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/239536/02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/352939/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/466864/17.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shu&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gigi went to book our hotel at Hotel Rendezvous, while xixi and zizi will be giving us a surprise later on. things were lookin' up. we made our way to Hotel Rendezvous to meet gigi. after that we had to find our way to Ritz Carlton to do make-up. problem was, it was further than expected. we almost took a bus which would be really awkward. K's friend, Mattew (another very nice and generous guy) offered to pick us up. but we had a little trouble with directions and he couldn't find us. we ended up walking from the hotel all the way to Chijmes! ahahah it was a very memorable experience... we made it to Ritz eventually of cuz thanks to Mattew. K actually booked the biggest suite at the highest level (31) of Ritz. it's a really gorgeous place with a wonderful panoramic view of the city. we're really sorry we made the make-up artist wait for an hr. she's really pretty though! i felt really bad. esp since when she helped we with my make-up, i was a bad customer. i'm not friends with make-up and i'm really freaked out esp when there's this scissor-like thing for the eyelashes and when she tells me not to blink i ended up tearing cuz i just have to blink! she said, "relax" like close to 35 times during the whole "procedure". like sorrie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can describe prom in one word: ASTOUNDING. astounding at the host (whom i shall not name) because he 1) cannot host properly 2) does not engage my interest 3) tried too hard to be humorous 4) needs to head back to vocabulary for P3s. the hostess was good and she, in some ways, salvaged the situation. A BIG BOO HOO TO THE HOST! u noe the piece of cloth a prom king or queen wears? it's called a SASH. he had to say the word SASHAY like 5 times n still not realizing his uncanny mistake! i wanted to throw the roasted chicken at him! but that would be a waste of my money. plus the chicken might very well fly away before touching his face (i'm joking). ok i'm babbling. so here's some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/992963/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/678881/29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/474659/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/343098/32.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/379528/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/427587/33.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/830410/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/262853/30.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/251687/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/813851/06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;shu &amp; lili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/78253/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/350061/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;pipi, gigi, xixi, fifi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/315924/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/324219/36.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp; gigi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/807987/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/439330/31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;shu &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/559630/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/583380/21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;shu &amp; pipi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/836038/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/622013/38.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp; wangchin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/971626/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/729535/39.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; mei, me, cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/30247/41.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp; dil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/78314/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/184464/37.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp; xixi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/381922/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/141997/34.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;retro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/597172/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/719035/42.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/193909/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/549207/44.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp; lili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/769986/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/911568/45.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp; ms zhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/73491/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/515759/46.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;me,shu, gigi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/426602/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/159500/47.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE MAMASANS&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the dinner, there was a video. ms zhu addressed her message to our class 34/05. man, it was a real tear-jerker... WE'LL MISS YOU MS ZHU! oh yeah, guess what! just as i was saying, "can't they start with 5?" for the lucky draw, they called shu's number! SHE WON THE 3RD PRICE: A COMPACT DVD PLAYER! after prom, we headed back to Hotel Rendezvous to change for after-prom @ MOMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/479227/43.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;gigi, me, pipi, zizi&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after-prom was okay. the club's real crammed up and there were people who were pissing me off. for those who's heels stepped on my left foot twice, it's okay not you. it's this crazy guy whom i tnk is drunk or had a screw-loose who was dancing while flinging him arms everywhere! &lt;b&gt;do you know how dangerous (not in a sexy way but literally) you are??&lt;/b&gt; some other person, a rather huge guy was dancing like a... SWIVEL CHAIR! meaning he just shifts his weight from left to right to left. he's wasting the space! anyway, thank you Justin from Volleyball for shooing the first one away cuz he was a manace to many folks on the dancefloor. there was a funny event gg on in the mainroom... super hilarious but it's confidential cuz if other people got to know about it, he would have to go for plastic surgery (which i'll advice him to do so at his current state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after after-prom, we headed over to Ritz to play cards with K and friends. oh yeah! we got him a present! ok presents actually. they're hand-picked by us ok! and the card is 100% original putting lili's photoshopping skills to the test once again since our WTC's teachers' day project. well, hope that he liked everything lah. what do u know! before we arrived at Ritz, the Prince of Saudi Arabia paid a visit to K and friends cuz he booked the rest of the suites at that level so that makes him and K and friends the only people on level 31! i won't say why he booked so many suites. leaving that to your imagination. just a clue, he's a playboy. now, it's really weird isn't it? one boo-hoo was that the darn security guard kept coming to our hotel room to check on us. saying we're too noisy and all. well, i'm down right sure we ain't disturbing the Prince at all since he's a real busy man that night! for goodness sake, level 31 is strictly private! he could have been fired if we filed a complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, prom's really interesting. and shu... she just got luckier and luckier... she did passed some luck over to me though cuz 2 days later i went out with church peeps to catch a movie (Deck the Halls) and there was some weird smell from some paint job... and now i've got a complementary ticket at THE CATHAY! my mum got a $700 voucher from the major departmental stores i guess she's willing to share it. ok that's all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-116653664340322821?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/116653664340322821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=116653664340322821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/116653664340322821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/116653664340322821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/12/prom-6th-7th-dec-2006-ok-i-promised-id.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-116651399890824990</id><published>2006-12-19T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:08:21.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yes sparkle, u're right. i've not been updating for 2 months! well, guess now my life's settled down a little from all the experiences i've encounted during these few months... and so, i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONG KONG &amp; MACAU (27NOV-3DEC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously enjoyed this trip! for one entire week, i spent my 1st ever trip to HK and Macau with my family and my godparents (: it wasn't like a any other overseas vacation cuz it's TOTALLY free and easy... to the point we rent our own apartment for accomodation, check into hotels ourselves and of cuz travel 'round the 2 countries PERMANENT RESIDENTIAL STYLE! i'm referring to public transportation of course! trains, buses, trams, turbojet... ya name it! 'cept for the helicopter ride we almost took in Macau. Another time then. a personal satisfaction to me was all the pictures i've took during the trip! ya know... (phyllis should be familiar with this)... THE GETTYIMAGES WAY! i'll most likely post some in this entry (: another personal satisfaction was that i was the official navigator for the whole trip with my handy dandy maps, tourist attraction brochures and of cuz my natural instincts. since navigating for Junko in OBS, i didn't realise my skills had increased! to actually know all the bus routes and the 6 train lines and the trams i'm pretty proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/372102/IMG_1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/128171/IMG_1002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;DESTINATION: HONG KONG (VIA CATHAY PACIFIC)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/375943/IMG_1008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HONG KONG INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/343833/IMG_1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/867414/IMG_1016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and so i took the Airport Express to Tsing Yi!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsing Yi (Green Shirt in Mandrin, and so happens my fave colour is green..) is in the middle of the HK International Airport and HK Island! plus it's only a train stop away from HK Disneyland! we rented an apartment in Greenfield Gardens (frankly, i can't rmb the name) it's some condo. obviously with the help of my godparents' contacts in HK. i didn't know tt for a period of time my godpa worked in HK and my godma would shop until he ended work everyday... what a life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/460481/IMG_1019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/45046/IMG_1019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;as u can see, the train's real fast&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/699767/IMG_1029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/159082/IMG_1029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;finally, i arrived at Tsing Yi station&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it resembles a little bit like Singapore's MRT station but much cleaner and i must say their designs are more high-tech and neater! well, i realised that the train system in HK is actually called MTR (Mass Transit Railway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/603933/IMG_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/27308/IMG_1033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this pic is really a sweat-dropper but it's truly the first toilet i've seen in this place. guess what! there are toilet rolls on both sides! cheap thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/38167/IMG_1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/592702/IMG_1049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my family&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll share some pics of a typical day in Tsing Yi&lt;br /&gt;(The Gettyimages Way!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/50952/IMG_1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/102871/IMG_1051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/763901/IMG_1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/7069/IMG_1052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/607411/IMG_1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/556011/IMG_1054.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/439415/IMG_1055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/260711/IMG_1055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/453564/IMG_1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/771681/IMG_1076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/370983/IMG_1077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/47733/IMG_1077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we travelled to HONG KONG ISLAND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/607536/IMG_1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/896098/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/761157/IMG_1058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/240032/IMG_1058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/384235/IMG_1064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/602528/IMG_1064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;THE IFC (International Financial Centre)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/114442/IMG_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/590142/IMG_1063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/331706/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/369753/IMG_1066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/580650/IMG_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/967386/IMG_1070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the city tram&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/207719/IMG_1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/690350/IMG_1072.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/801675/IMG_1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/51498/IMG_1073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;STREETS OF HONG KONG&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the amount of people! overpopulation i say! if u don't walk fast enuff, u're bound to be the manace of the city... and tt's how i got the HK foot (hurts like hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to take a short trip to Macau and stay there for 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/3719/IMG_1069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/803991/IMG_1069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;DESTINATION: MACAU (VIA TURBOJET)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/858849/IMG_1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/818268/IMG_1068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;see the white boat over to the left? yeah tt's the turbojet. very fast!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/500970/IMG_1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/982951/IMG_1081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;GRANDVIEW HOTEL, TAIPA, MACAU&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/199050/IMG_1082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/12632/IMG_1082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/774015/IMG_1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/504990/IMG_1084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/479317/IMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/975424/IMG_1085.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/590101/IMG_1086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/919279/IMG_1086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/776986/IMG_1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/608528/IMG_1087.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Portugese-themed streets in Taipa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/167952/IMG_1090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/445310/IMG_1090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spy with my little eye... A HOCKEY PITCH!!! i can't believe it! oooh and there's some hockey guys too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macau's known for its historical heritage, namely the Portugese architecture and of course the old churches which is one of the reasons i'm thrilled to capture the sights it had to offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/136492/IMG_1094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/680334/IMG_1094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*PIC OF THE TRIP*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/831759/IMG_1095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/22185/IMG_1095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Senado Square&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/938905/IMG_1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/862589/IMG_1097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;check out the spoiler... Macs&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/732669/IMG_1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/200/IMG_1100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/602935/IMG_1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/2205/IMG_1102.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Cathedral&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went into The Cathedral which is actually a church to commemorate Mother Mary, and the first statue i saw was the statue of St. Jude (frankly i never heard of him)... i read the description. it claims that he is the Patron Saint for the Hopeless Case... well, i decided to pray for my A's (haha!) how befitting! lemme tell u this, the statues, the interior and the stained glass windows are so rich and full of majesty! if u ever visit Macau, u should check this place out. and dun forget to give love offerings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/570448/IMG_1103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/555547/IMG_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/919429/IMG_1112.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my godparents, bro and me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ruins of St. Paul&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/392589/IMG_1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/209368/IMG_1116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;a restaurant in Casino Lisboa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macau's full of great food! from the Portugese egg tarts to the local sweets to my new love... PIGEONS! i mean, seriously, it's the best poultry i've ever tasted all my life! what have i been missin'?! it combines 2 delicacies in 1.. tender meat (like the roasted chicken/turkey) and crispy skin on the outside (like the suckling pig)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to HONG KONG... more glimpse of the city, the horizon of skyscrapers, more people pushing me as i attempt to walk as fast as my legs could muster while reading the darn map, a visit to THE PEAK and what's the trip without a whole day-out at DISNEYLAND (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/957254/IMG_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/319462/IMG_1119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;something u'd see out of a HK drama&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/957878/IMG_1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/440236/IMG_1120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/621862/IMG_1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/191560/IMG_1122.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the house at the highest part of HK&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/401146/IMG_1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/962373/IMG_1125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Peak&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%; color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONG KONG DISNEYLAND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's pretty small really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/642637/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/2509/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the train's cute&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/952601/IMG_1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/595680/IMG_1128.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/532131/IMG_1130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/472391/IMG_1130.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/343073/IMG_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/791590/IMG_1134.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/668284/IMG_1136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/856234/IMG_1136.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/154105/IMG_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/947364/IMG_1138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/730510/IMG_1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/513551/IMG_1143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sleeping Beauty's Castle, Fantasyland&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/721019/IMG_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/836587/IMG_1144.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;hi, mum!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/466406/IMG_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/279810/IMG_1149.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i love you, pooh!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/352039/IMG_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/610337/IMG_1159.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i like fluffy things, especially this one.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/601642/IMG_1163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/481597/IMG_1163.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;when i saw this one, i went, "MUSHUUU!!!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/303455/IMG_1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/404986/IMG_1168.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;TOMMORROWLAND&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn fun! the first ride we sat there was the roller coaster ride... i thought it was some motion master thing... but i was wrong. it's very blast to the future kind the ride by far the most awesome in the whole place cuz the effects are very realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/688170/IMG_1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/742579/IMG_1169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ADVENTURELAND (dad and bro)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_1170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/681000/IMG_1170.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro: the boy whom i tricked into eating tissue paper... looking as gullible as always (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/799274/IMG_1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/737410/IMG_1183.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/897063/IMG_1173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/170181/IMG_1173.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/266269/IMG_1179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/988751/IMG_1179.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;tarzan's treehouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/594596/IMG_1191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/592468/IMG_1191.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched 2 awesome shows there. 1 was like 3D Fantasia (i forgot the name) really cool it's a medley of all the Disney Cartoon Movies in 3D.. u'll see like stuff flying at your faces! love it! but the better one was Golden Mickeys (a broadway show with a lot of Disney characters featured like an award show) the actors were so awesome. i love their voices and the stunts! totally acrobatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and what's disneyland without watching the PARADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/749344/IMG_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/367591/IMG_1195.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/458428/IMG_1196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/130809/IMG_1196.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/529504/IMG_1198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/930641/IMG_1198.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/357036/IMG_1199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/341597/IMG_1199.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;CHIP AND DALE!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/500473/IMG_1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/705671/IMG_1202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/30872/IMG_1205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/458813/IMG_1205.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/569881/IMG_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/542854/IMG_1206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the dwarf is so adorable!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/794280/IMG_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/760966/IMG_1207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/628209/IMG_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/745472/IMG_1208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/92365/IMG_1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/233013/IMG_1209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/396429/IMG_1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/932300/IMG_1212.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/947291/IMG_1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/389898/IMG_1217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*FLOAT OF THE PARADE*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/541919/IMG_1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/89435/IMG_1215.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/494527/IMG_1216.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*PIC OF THE CENTURY*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click for larger view&lt;br /&gt;I CAN TOTALLY SELL THIS PIC TO GETTYIMAGES.COM LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/976532/IMG_1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/472540/IMG_1221.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/172102/IMG_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/395359/IMG_1224.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/1600/440086/IMG_1226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5804/179/200/689647/IMG_1226.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;bye donald!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER...&lt;br /&gt;THE END!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-116651399890824990?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/116651399890824990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=116651399890824990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/116651399890824990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/116651399890824990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha-yes-sparkle-ure-right.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-116084610519348002</id><published>2006-10-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:45:28.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POST-GRADUATION CONFESSIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's been many months since i've blogged and well, today, i feel like removing some cobwebs i've accumulated. i just graduated from AJ yesterday which was 13 October 2006. funny thing how my (ex-)school had a knack for choosing the wrong dates... (e.g. prelims on Sept 11 and grad on Friday the 13th)... hate to admit it but, i really miss AJ despite suffering from 2 years of the uncomfortable and dull uniform. in fact, i miss all my memories in AJ so much i feel like doing a little tribute entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ FAREWELL EVE }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last assembly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;our last assembly... how it has always been... (cept for the fact that i didn't complete my econs case)... well as usual, refusing the stand up n get ready for flag raising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0815.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 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 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 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 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 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;shu and kong... inseparable even until the last day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xixi and zizi... sweet as ever (: what else can i say?&lt;br /&gt;and in case you're wondering where's pipi? well she's the photographer. for once, i actually sang the national anthem. sometimes you just don't treasure certain things until it's gone... i know it's weird to say this but, i actually feel weird knowing that it'll be my last time singing the national anthem and tho one can claim i can always sing it like during national day again... it's just different... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the last showering session after pe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pictures speak more than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0819.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0832.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0832.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ FAREWELL DAY }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i stepped into the hall and this thought came into my mind: i've never thought this day will come. not in an elated way, but i just felt that i've been a student for all my life, jc was the toughest years but also at the same time the happiest years of my life. and suddenly, school life ends now, ends today... u know i've been wearing school uniforms for 12 years, that day was the last day i ever touch one... sadly, i feel a void in me. i told xixi today y we pobably feel so down after graduation... we've been permanently removed from our comfort zone (school) and suddenly shoved into reality... we're on our own... we're no long AJ students, we're just candidates for A'levels... doesn't it feel strange, cold and distant now that school isn't around any more? guess i have only memories to fall back on.... so here's how it was during the farewell ceremony.... i must compliment the teachers of AJ... i know they are smart and responsible... but it never occurred to me how creative the teachers were!!! the maths department changing Beyonce's Crazy In Love to something totally hilarious and full of awesome spoofiness! like a total musical on stage!!! the science teachers are great as well! i've never seen such an interesting video using various mysterious science demonstrations to bring out their messages to us! here's some pictures....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the farewell ceremony.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0873.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0888.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0895.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0898.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0898.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0899.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0899.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ms Zhu gave everyone in the class this book by Dr Suess... OH, THE PLACES YOU'LL GO... a simple and inspiring book... it was devastating... almost everyone in class cried while reading the book... ms zhu cried too seeing us so upset... what touched me the most was the individual messages she wrote for us all... nothing is more precious than her well-wishes... I just want to say that Ms Zhu has been the best form teacher i've ever had in all my 18 years... she understands our needs very well and she's very sincere and responsible and approachable... and above all, she loves us... she really does and we love her too... it's sad that we have to leave eventually and that day caught up with us sooner than expected... still, thank you ms zhu for all that you've done... in turn, we gave her a close to one year's supply of candy... since she has done much sweet things for us, it is time we give our&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/IMG_0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/IMG_0939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s to her x infinity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ THANKS }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are especially the people i want to thank for making my stay in AJ enjoyable and certainly memorable... thank you for all your support these past 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;mamasans: gigi, pipi, shu, kong, zizi and xixi&lt;br /&gt;34/05: the entire entire class&lt;br /&gt;ajhockey'05/06: ROCK ON DUDES AND DUDETTES! (inclusive of SENIORS!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;hockey TIC: ms tay, ms toh, mr sanuse, mr larry lee&lt;br /&gt;coach: charles!!&lt;br /&gt;teachers: MS ZHU, MRS TAN, MR PHANG, MS TAN, MS DAWN TAN&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL SO SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;Once we know&lt;br /&gt;That we are&lt;br /&gt;We're all stars&lt;br /&gt;And we see that&lt;br /&gt;We're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;And it shows&lt;br /&gt;When we stand&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Make our dreams come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;When we reach&lt;br /&gt;We can fly&lt;br /&gt;Know inside&lt;br /&gt;We can make it&lt;br /&gt;We're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;Once we see&lt;br /&gt;Theres a chance&lt;br /&gt;That we have&lt;br /&gt;And we take it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- We're All In This Together,&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah we're all in this together, u're not alone... i hope that for everyone out there that we'll be strong and focused until we reach our ultimate goal... the A's! &lt;strong&gt;all the best&lt;/strong&gt;! the sky ain't the limit! there's so much more out there just waiting for us...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-116084610519348002?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/116084610519348002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=116084610519348002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/116084610519348002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/116084610519348002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-graduation-confessions-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-114456926445252419</id><published>2006-04-09T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:54:24.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's only been a few weeks since i last blogged n there seems to be so many things happening suddenly n i'm just too tired to for anything! right now all i wanna do is concentrate n give my all in preparation for the A'div Hockey Tournament, which is just around the corner! this period of time for me is probably the best n worst in my life... worst becuz it aint easy jugglin' schoolwork, hockey n my other commitments. i feel so stretched that whatever extra duties i take up, i gotta be careful i won't snap and break! time is definitely not on my side. but then, this period of time is when the team's at its peak in terms of skills n the bond we share (: its something i wish will never fade away. i'm just very contented with the team and i hope all our hard work will pay off! ok, dun ask me y i have to start of my entry moody and all... i think its just getting reality to knock on my own door. ok let's go on to smthg more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AJ IDOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint pipi the most adorable "baby" in this world? yes, she is and i daresay gen would agree to that a million times more than anyone else. now, apart from having to wreck our brains for a song to sing, the worst decision was the Group Name. i mean, it's so difficult to choose the right name without it sounding...&lt;br /&gt;1. childish&lt;br /&gt;2. cutesey&lt;br /&gt;3. unoriginal&lt;br /&gt;4. ....disgusting&lt;br /&gt;seriously, we thought of plenty but some fell into the above categories like "the munchkins", "hihi&amp;pipi", "hipi" and the likes of it! oh please! in the end, when we were desperate n the deadline was smiling at us, we had to write down the most ridiculous name: 153.5 (ok i'll leave u here guessing wad it stands for tho its quite obvious n some alr guessed it. i really dunno how AJ's Ryan Seacrest is gonna introduce us if we even get thru the auditions) seriously, look at some names n (no offense) u'd feel like bursting into roars of laughter! when i read one: Sour Cream and Onion... i told pipi, "u noe wad, y didnt we name ourselves ORIGINAL FLAVA!" i was joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we practiced like a billion times! in the pool, in the room, in aj square, in the toilet, in the canteen... yeah so on n so forth. until we were so sick of that song! pipi, i dun tnk i can ever stand listening to More Than Words ever again! hahahaa! its a popular oldie.. pretty common.. but the word is "SAFE". plus harmonizing was a bonus. just wanna thank my hockey babes for all their support n they were so loud when they did the crazy cheer! hahaah! baby was happy too! n not forgetting the mamasans who supported us for the auditions too! altho some (whom i shall not mention) stuffed themselves with so much food they end up bloated n collapsed in a block 11 room instead of showing their physical presence at block 10! baby was so afraid! but i had faith she'll pull thru! i mean, her voice is brilliant! and so while doing our preview... qicai suddenly asked us to go inside the dreaded rm when we actually had 3 other grps b4 us! so we just went in hoping we'll blow the judges away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judge1: u two should have chosen a more adventurous song. hope to see u sing more adventurous songs. (pipi who was hugging me already attempted to suffocate me)&lt;br /&gt;judge2: u definitely can sing. individually, ur voices r powerful but u have to work on ur teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;judge3 (ms zhu who finally closed her gaping jaw): nice. very nice. beginning a little shaky but u pulled off well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess pi n i floated out... woohoo! finally over! after some time, ms zhu msged n said how proud she was of us! ahhhh! she's so sweet! right now, dun really feel a thing cuz like if we get in then ok its good, if we dun then we dun. results r comin' soon so it'll be interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIELD EVENTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! went to school early in the morn n saw elly n fen! found out they had Javelin events! they made some funny joke abt javelin throwing! turned out they had to qualify first before anything. ahahah heard tt fen got 4th! now, where was i? i was the field judge for Discus. this is just sick! i mean, not only was i standing under the HOT SUN for 4 HOURS but i had to listen to this BASTARD barking away!! Discus starts at 9.30 and like it was barely 9am! so wangchin, jz n i sat on the stands to watch the track events! lili got 2nd for 100m! then this SICKENING SISSY NINCUMPOOP comes along using his loud haler and screamed, "why are the Discus judges sitting here?" n like that made the world looked at us n do u noe how embarrassing it was? n lucky i came up with a few good (and true) reasons then n there n i argued professionally with his DUMBASS EXCUSE FOR A BRAIN! im tellin' u man! tt !#$%^&amp;amp;* is such a PAIN IN THE NECK! i swear i nv wanna see his SHITHOLE FACE ever agn! grrrr im so angry at tt fella tt im capable of much more flowery words! ok lucky some funny incidents during the discus events sort of calmed my rage... for example... (im sorry but i have to say this) FEN'S BOYFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me (thought): woah! Phang is next! he looks like he can throw damn well!&lt;br /&gt;*phang throws the discus! discus hits the cage and rebounded back at him!*&lt;br /&gt;WOAH! hahahahaahhahhahahahhahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;although, many participants were unable to get their discus pass the qualifying mark, but at least they got it out of the discus cage! hahaahah! maybe he was distracted cuz not too far away was fen throwing javelin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SECRET HOCKEY TRAINING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, at West Coast Park where the grass patches are wide n McDonald's is always inviting! i spent most of the time with elly cuz she's my partner yesterday! gosh! the stupid things we do when we're tgt! ahhahahaha! but the most priceless thing was when i hit to elly (who was standing next to a puddle of water) and the water splashed at her like someone accidentally turned on a sprinkler! i laughed so hard! sorry elly! we went like hitting all over the place! there was no patch of grass left untouched by us! n then we were getting bored... so we came up with a new game tt will not only force us to whack harder but improves our accuracy! we call it, "HIT THE TREE!" the aim is just to get the ball to hit to a selected tree. soon, we decided to do shots on target... but problem was, there wasnt any goals! so our attention came to a flock of birds.. a BIG flock of birds just randomly standing around each other... n so we each had to whack the ball real hard n see how many birds fly away! the more the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as we wanted to stop training and head off, this pufferfish-bodied security guard screamed at us to stop hitting! n we were like criminals! we hurriedly grabbed our stuff n made a run for it! do u tnk some dude complained tt elly n i were deforestating? soon, we'll be banned by some National Board of Parks or something... oh, while having dinner at Macs, some of us found out a HORRIBLE TRUTH! Cheryl was in CHOIR in sec! WAHAHAHA! i shall not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been playing tricks on me n now im messed up inside. tnk i shldnt care. well, one more wk to go n tournament will officially kick off! this is like the final lap, girls! all the best! we'll overcome any obstacles together! lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-114456926445252419?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/114456926445252419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=114456926445252419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114456926445252419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114456926445252419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-only-been-few-weeks-since-i-last_09.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-114255669284313551</id><published>2006-03-17T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:23:23.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday (thurs) had training at NYP n the water (i must say) is pathetic! yes, they sprayed water on the pitch but like after 5 minutes or so, i see a desert! oh per-lease! spray more water n spray it for a longer time! either that or there's something wrong with the pitch! ok heck. even with such harsh conditions (haha) trng was very very fruitful! we really had a chance to put some of our attacking skills to practise n try out more advance skills n (my favourite) short corner set pieces! after trng, we went lunching then most of us went home to (i) bathe (ii) sleep (iii) change (iv) go out to meet each other at City Hall. i secretly wish i can sleep more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! met up with FEN &amp; MANDA! 2 chicks! ok u have to read on cuz i'm gonna talk abt something extremely FREAKY that took place on NEL... and so we were on NEL trying to get some sleep but Manda wouldnt shut her mouth! in a blink of an eye, we were just 1 stop away from Dhouby Ghaut where we need to get off n transfer to another train. when the train stopped at Little India, this old man with slippers n shorts n an old tee holding a red market plastic bag walked in. little did we expect he is MAD! u noe how it feels like when u see mad people on trains. i have nothing against them cuz they are just simply unfortunate, but it's not ok when they target u! oh dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u been in a train with the Magnolia Milk ad? on the floor of the train, u will notice an ad with 2 sets of foot prints (one big one small) indicating n adult n a child. n so this mad man started his ways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man: hey girl ah!&lt;/strong&gt; (referring to 3 of us) &lt;strong&gt;next time hor, ur children like this one!&lt;/strong&gt; (points at the small set of footprints)&lt;br /&gt;while manda n fen r in total shock n starring at him, i chose to respond uninterestingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: errr... okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man: yar! u see 10 years time ur children will be like this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: *laughs bitterly*... okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man:&lt;/strong&gt; (continues talking shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all: &lt;/strong&gt;(looked away speaking between gritted teeth)&lt;strong&gt; omg... wad a freak... wth...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just then, this Caucasian couple stepped into the train. my sympathies to u. unfortunately, the man tried to start a conversation with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man: eh! u 2 from England ah!&lt;/strong&gt; (he means Europe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;female: &lt;/strong&gt;(stares suspiciously)&lt;strong&gt; er.. yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man: u 2 come Singapore?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pls stop scaring them! they will NEVER return here ever agn n it's ur fault!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;female: actually we've been here n we're going to Australia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man: orh! u noe the King? the King of England?&lt;/strong&gt; (he means Queen...)&lt;br /&gt;(omg! stop flaunting ur dreadful english! u have just thrown the whole country's face in public!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;female: err yes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man: King coming Singapore! Last time.. err i think 12 years ago, he got come here! Last time very pretty! now quite old!&lt;/strong&gt; (he really meant the Queen... like look who's talking, u r old too... plus insane!)&lt;br /&gt;he seriously shows NO respect to the Royal Family. he addressed Prince Charles as Charles n Charlie... like his friend! my goodness *faints* everybody in the carriage was traumatised. the Caucasian male was... STUNNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the duration from Little India to Douby Ghaut seemed very long... once the train stopped at Douby Ghaut n we went to the further exit in the carriage, this sick man had to traumatise us for one last time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man:&lt;/strong&gt; (shouts across the carriage) &lt;strong&gt;eh! remember! ur children next time like this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i could mutter under my breath before the door opens n we ran was, "Oh shut up u idiot!". and so, we finally made it to City Hall! phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner at Sportz Ballz was really great! the food was nice! love the punch the most! we all had fun playing the Football machine, darts n pool (wahhaa i seriously suck at pool! ought to be shot dead) Wendy, Dorene, Fen &amp;amp; Manda are like PRO! Charles even more PRO! totally one man show! darts was hilarious! Mei was damn expert! Fen she anyhow throw but scored high points as well. i've learnt not to laugh at people. it's Karma. when u do so, u end up doing the same thing n others will laugh at u. Jun Xian threw the darts n they went a bit off course... so i laughed... then my turn to throw at the girls side... oh fish! i scored 3! ahhhaaah! my record was then broken by Peisee with 2! ahhaaa she's damn adorable!&lt;br /&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;All in all, we had a wonderful time out. i guess although the team sees each other every single day this wk, i tnk no matter where or when, i'll never get sick of these people cuz they just Rock my Socks! today's our friendly with VJ.. hmm i kinda dun feel anything, just happy i'll get to see Joyce and Xinyi! one thing i like abt my team is that, we may not have many experienced players but tt only means wadever we lack, we make up in other areas. n as far as i can tell now, we have great great great team spirit, we compliment each other, we r all very optimistic n we're humble n not complacent (: i hope all things will go well later on! all the best to the guys too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-114255669284313551?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/114255669284313551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=114255669284313551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114255669284313551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114255669284313551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterday-thurs-had-training-at-nyp-n.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-114216773767297062</id><published>2006-03-12T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T21:02:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yest was simply AMAZING! everything seemed destined for.. i had this sudden urge to write something to my hockey mates, so i got up real early in da morn n i was like typin' love letters to them. we were gonna have a match against TWSS yest. though they're only Secondary but heard tt they beat Crescent (no offence gigi) n Charles say they may put up a good fight against us. We prepared ourselves early so i guess it helped a bit. Straight after warm ups was a little line-up talk by coach n we just went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheer was loud n awesome n we didnt forget to do the hi 5s n hug each other n said things like, "see you at half time!" it was Charles' idea n i tnk it's effective. t think we put up a really good fight for the first half. we had a great start just as we have strategized. i can still rmb the first goal! hahaah! coach shouted for me to go inside the D n wen took the long corner shot n i tnk diana pushed it to peisee on the keeper's right post n she pushed a horizontal to me n coincidentally i was there n it went in in a split second. the whole thing was super fast! like WOAH! only a TEAM can do this kind of stunt! it was way past nomal half time n everyone was panting under the hot weather... i guess everyone was really tired n the opponents was still strong. it was a mistake tt we let in one goal. actually Za caught it but it somehow slipped out frm between her leg guards n this girl happen to be there! argh! hahahaa nvm it's not GLAMOUROUS, it's like... sympathy points! ahaha kidding lah. we played like what.. 40mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second half was like OMG!!! we are like some unstoppable machine! the goals kept rolling in n we conceded another 5 goals! but probably cuz they changed to their lousier team but we were still doing stunts man! defenders say they didn't need to do anything n wendy said she didnt touch the ball which is a good sign lah! 6-1 is a pretty good score but we all thot that we should count it as 1-1. i'm glad the team got to know how it feels like to win n we're more confident tt it's a preview of the real thing! hey hey! who says we will nv win? (shall not single u out) tmr's gonna be another match with TWSS but it's gonna be a tougher match i guess. WE'RE UP FOR IT ANYWAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooohooo! somebody public announcement in CCAB toilet! ahhahahah we were all like WOAH by the announcement! ahahaha! then we paparazzi! aft tt some of us went to this Prata Cafe opp CCAB n like WOAH! the food is SPLENDID! there were so many pple tt we ended up AL FRESCO dining! n i took like dunno how many hrs to finish my food cuz it's so damn spicy! ok maybe 1 n a half hrs. we talked a lot as always aft meal! hahaha i love this team.. can u read this? ok lemme bold it!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE L-O-V-E THIS TEAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth in this world can come in between our friendship! RIGHTEOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: i'm sure i'm not the only one who feels this way... March Hols: Trngs- all days except fri n wkends + HW- Mount Everest = Huh? What Holidays? Dun u dare look me in the face n ask a stupid question like, "did u enjoy ur holidays?" (unless u r trying to be sarcastic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS FLASH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH! step aside Phang cuz we've got a new Poet Pair in da team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Za + Fi&lt;/strong&gt;! they created an awesome HOCKEY POEM! like WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was a game called hockey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which many thot was funky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When training started slowly, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when Charles came dwn suddenly,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead of Mr Lee,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many became jittery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And trainings were quite scary,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And many became weary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They started to get cranky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thots to quit were aplenty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But now we're back to 20.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesnt matter rain or sunny,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We train hard even tho some so puny&lt;/strong&gt;. (I RESENT THIS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 miles or fitness is no biggie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cuz we'll stick together for eternity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-114216773767297062?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/114216773767297062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=114216773767297062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114216773767297062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114216773767297062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/03/yest-was-simply-amazing-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-114132304138826591</id><published>2006-03-03T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T02:10:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GP &amp; Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed's GP tutorial was surprisingly (for once) interesting! why? do not assume that TLH got any more exciting or cool... in fact that part of her will remain stagnant forever... but what was so interesting wasn't only the "March of the Penguins" vid she showed us at the beginning, but also what really comes after it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went like this...&lt;br /&gt;that day we had to present the essay outline for the Music question.&lt;br /&gt;TLH seems to know a lot about music...&lt;br /&gt;to substantiate my point, ladies &amp;amp; gentlemen, here's an EXample...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TLH: Name some artists with the "Bad Boy" image.&lt;br /&gt;We: 50 Cent!&lt;br /&gt;TLH: What? 50 Cents?&lt;br /&gt;We: *burst into roars of laughter*&lt;br /&gt;omfg! 50 cents... THAT's a CLASSIC! TLH Cool Factor: 4/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when things couldn't get worst... it can.&lt;br /&gt;TLH: Music nowadays die out very fast. Who here still listens to (as pronounced by her) Maa-ree-ah Carry (Mariah Carey pronounced like a maid's name, Maria)&lt;br /&gt;We: *roars of laughter*&lt;br /&gt;we still do listen to her... Emancipation of Mimi earned her a Grammy!&lt;br /&gt;Fifi: Hahahaha! Maria Carry! Maria Carry what? Maria Carry my bag arh!&lt;br /&gt;TLH Cool Factor: 0/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolls! this is the ULTIMATE! we have a GP tcher who says "don't" as "donch" and has a knack for inserting the "t" sound any old how into words that doesn't require so... now it's MARIA CARRY (MARIAH CAREY)! gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2ND MARCH 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day is unforgettable! today morning was the Hits for Sports Day during our morning PE. and something unknown to ourselves... 34 SERIOUSLY BAO KA LIAO! 1st and 2nd positions (for girls) were mostly dominated by us! this is really something out of the ordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34/05 teams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4x100m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(adapted from kong)&lt;br /&gt;Heats 1 /Lane 5 - shu, pi, mimi, lili&lt;br /&gt;time:64secs.&lt;br /&gt;position: FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;this was a good start! real morale booster for our class! shu was leading from the start, pipi and kong was like horse power! wow the lead was incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heats 2 /Lane 5 - me, zizi, xixi, gigi&lt;br /&gt;time: 67 secs.&lt;br /&gt;position: FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;yaayy! another first! that was another morale booster! seriously, first time fer me as starter.. the guy went, "ker garisan... sediyah... (wadeva the spelling is) ... wait, someone did wrongly." wah lao! i wanted to kill that person! zizi inspired me to lead the start by moving so fast into the yellow-red section, zizi with her air-borne ostrich-speed sprint, xixi leading the bent, finally gigi with her shoulder-shaking expertise till the finishing line leading by a whooping huge margin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reporter kong lili: woot man! like go girls! for both heats, we were like leading since first quarter due to excellent starts. cept for slight interference for first heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heats 3 /Lane 5 - edna, cheryl, wangchin, isabel&lt;br /&gt;time: ??&lt;br /&gt;position: SECOND.&lt;br /&gt;not bad! the difference was probably abt 20m! well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was not the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8x50m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heats 1 /Lane 5 - all mamasans running in 4x100 groups&lt;br /&gt;position: FIRST. BY LARGE MARGIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE ON THE ROOLLLLL! SHEER MAMASAN HORSE POWER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heats 2 / Lane 5 - edna, cheryl, isabel, wangchin, zijie, huiping, mel, k&lt;br /&gt;position: SECOND.&lt;br /&gt;they were leading by a lot at first thanks to MFF's ability to fly! but lost out to the winner by just a bit! overall it was a good fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34/05 SCREAMS! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-114132304138826591?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/114132304138826591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=114132304138826591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114132304138826591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114132304138826591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/03/gp-gentlemen-heres-example.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-114097283891366053</id><published>2006-02-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T01:01:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna keep this entry short so i can sleep (: hehe... alright. here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should've written a bit more on some of the gifts received during vday. but that's ok cuz fortunately, lovely lili has done it and it can be found in her blog. why mention this when vday is long gone? lemme tell u a tragic tale....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on vday, lili &amp; qiqi gave me a beautiful neon blue &amp;amp; orange fish. it came in a MEMOIRS OF A MAMASAN pack and so, as my name, HiHi starts with "H", what better name to give my lovely fish than a kawaii jap name starting with h like.... HATSUMOMO! the name seemed very fitting for this simple yet mesmerizing fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was love at first sight... Hatsumomo was kept in a small (really small) jam jar. it could hardly move. i had plans for it. i wanted it to be the most fortunate pet fish on earth! i wanted to make a town for it! i wanted it to have a home in a bigger jar... like in this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/200/hatsumomo.0.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt; click to have a larger view&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, when i brought it home, i forgot to change the jar. i was complacent. it had been a lot of hours and my fish is still alive! mimi's one died on the day itself. i went to bed smiling.... the next morning... OMFG! HATSUMOMO IS DEAD! how can this be? i asked myself. and i realised... it died of IMMOBILITY. my poor Hatsumomo! if only i can turn back time, i would've transferred it to a bigger area where it can swim more freely! but i didn't! i killed Hatsumomo... my plans for my fish shattered. i felt this sudden void in my heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/200/hatsumomosgrave.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt; click to have a larger view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;goodbye my lover...&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNCHKINLAND!&lt;br /&gt;one fine day, pipi n i were just standing while the others sat on the chairs n all... we were kinda outside the boundaries of Ohana... all of a sudden, they realised how small we are. then the newest addition to the already extended list of nicknames came.... MUNCHKIN! OUT OF THIS WORLD MAN! i guess that day i was like on a roll.... MUNCHKIN TO MUUNCHKIN SHOW TO MUNCHKINLAND... LEMME INTRODUCE U TO OUR VERY OWN MUNCHKINLETS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/200/MUNCHKINLAND.1.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;click to have a larger view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;awww.... aren't they the best?&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/8922086-114097283891366053?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/114097283891366053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=114097283891366053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114097283891366053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114097283891366053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-gonna-keep-this-entry-short-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-114028972640111706</id><published>2006-02-19T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:20:54.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm finally back! really attempting to blog during the week but it was highly impossible! there was so many things goin' on in this really weird life... seriously, i barely slept during this wk... the sum of this wk's hrs of slp can be counted with my fingers! uurrrgghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so without further ado, lemme tell u what REALLY happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. PREPARATION FOR VDAY WITH ZIZI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this one, we ran round s'pore in search of our materials! it was so tough! we had only that amt of hours n it was like a race against time! after shopping at IKEA for really really odd n random things, we decided to take bus to zizi's hse... while waiting for our 2nd bus at a really ulu bus stop sprouting from nowhere, we met ms williams n her (our guess is tt he's her BF or smthg along tt line) friend (: wad were the chances? anw, when our bus finally found its way to this ulu bus stop, we boarded it n then... things went a bit weird... smthg as simple as me complaining abt how short i m transformed into a totally ridiculous song parody... this is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome To My (short) Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by zizi &amp; hihi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;Do u ever feel like u're a dwarf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do u ever feel like u're a shrub&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like somehow u're just far too short &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; no one seems to see u &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;Do u ever wanna jump a lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do u lock urself in ur room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Try to skip &amp; skip to grow so tall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it never seems to work&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;No, u dun know wad it's like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nth's at ur height&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U dun know wad it's like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To feel ti-nyyyy&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;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be short&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be puny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be ignored by everybody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be kicked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz u're down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be the shortest one in town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be on the edge of breakin' dwn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz no one ever sees u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, u dun know wad it's like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my short life&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;Bridge:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone looks straight in ur face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one only sees the top of ur head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U might think i'm happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But í'm not gonna be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U could alws get what u wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U never had to get the help of a chair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U don't know what it's like.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What it's like...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you zizi my dearly beloved spouse! we rock n so do our presents! wad presents? read on to find out wad we did...&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;/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 align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. VDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Operation Vday Prezzies: reached sch at 6.45am (tried my best)... zizi n i had brought all our materials! step 1: at the AJ Square where our class line is supposed to be, we laid name tags in a straight line. step 2: distribute the prezzies for the class pple which is a bunch of sweets wrapped with red crate paper n my lovely silver ribbons (: step 3: blow air into Mamasans prezzies n hide them under plastic bags for the surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What did we decide to give the Mamasans on this special day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year's vday prezzie must be random, unique &amp;amp; horrifying! It's da last yr for us n it must be special! we found funky coulourful dish-washing gloves n we stuffed sweets into each finger, popped threw in a pencil with their names n some other stuff, stuff the cup into the glove (i stupidly think the cup n go in!) but cuz it can't, the glove ended up bloated up with air with the cup acting as a stopper! wow! we tied a hairtie with a heatshaped thing &amp; orange hair clips for qiqi &amp;amp; lili to secure the cup! ok this is freaky cuz when u remove the plastic bag, u see a hand protruding from the ground! n it has air in it so u can like shake it! wahhahhaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was really presents galore! my adidas paper bag couldnt be more bloated (: i wanna thank all u wonderful pple in my life for giving all these thotful gifts (: hahahaa vday was really interesting cuz we found out new scandals + gigi's latest admirer... mr unmemorable face! hehe wonder wad i gave for my team mates? wahahahah in a paper box, there's a note, some stickers, some recieved hair ties for those who can tie their hair and....... ok this shld not be brought to public's knowledge...... just know it's a team thing n u can wear it internally with a cute print of our mascot (chicken little) &amp; tied using my silver ribbons! &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LONELY HEARTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after sch... while couples walked hand in hand enjoying the day in each other's presence, it's time to introduce the.... LONELY HEARTS EXCO: lili, qiqi, gigi &amp;amp; me. hahahaha seriously, this is such a depressing position! we cabbed down to Marina Square (the lastest shopping paradise) to catch the movie: Walk The Line (abt the famous singer, Johnny Cash) after smuggling tons of food in shu's enormous plastic bag, we left the scene of Unlonely Hearts (who have bad choices for watching movies on vday cuz they shld do smthg better). i sat next to kong &amp; as the show gets rather boring &amp;amp; turned out to be a country concert, we talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: i think... this show is not meant to be watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kong: why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: becuz it's so boring tt couples will have to do smthg else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(we looked arnd at the theatre- half-filled with couples &amp; the other half empty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kong: actually, if they wanna do smthg, they shld sit in front cuz got nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;both of us looked in front &amp;amp; to our amazement, we saw a couple with their heads appearing &amp; disappearing!!!! aaaahhhhh! what were they doing??? beats me. &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;/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 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. ANALITY&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; (wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SNMS are under attack again! ahhhhh! SNMS = qiqi + me... &amp;amp; it means St Nicks Monsters... just cuz we have similar behaviour or actions, pple as cruel as lili &amp; gigi had to label us! today they simply found the HYGIENIC &amp;amp; NEAT side of us... we are NOT ANAL! not really... just because we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a) clean our stationery everyday (in primary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;b) washes our recorder after every use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;c) arranges our books in ascending size order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;QIQI = SNAM (ST NICKS ANAL MONSTER)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HIHI = SNMAM (ST NICKS MOST ANAL MONSTER) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cuz i still do part (c) &amp; i used to have this polypocket pencil case &amp;amp; i bathe my polypocket figures everyday so they'd be sparkly clean....&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. PREPARATION FOR SHU'S BDAE CELEBRATION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;planning commitee: pipi, gigi, lili &amp; me. hehe this is gonna be really interesting for shu! ahaha this woman, very sly... suspecting tt we're gonna plan out something n so it was quite difficult to ditch her... but we did n we ended up at Far East to get things done! we went round n round walking with a lot of gusto to get her top + some materials @ Art Friends in Taka (this shop rocks!) spoof prezzies? maybe but it's mroe interesting &amp;amp; draining this time! shu's gonna SCREAM!!! what did we have up our sleeves? read on...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. HAPPY 18TH BDAE SHU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; (friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we totally did not even wish shu happy bdae (well cuz it wasnt her bdae yet till sun) &amp; she thot we weren't doing anything... boy was she so WRONG... the plan took place after sch... n it went exactly like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We told shu to take smthg frm the locker. At the locker was this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/SNAM%20amazing%20race.0.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;what does SNAM mean? St Nicks Anal Monster = Shu (explaination above on wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;this sign was placed over the locker number so shu happily tried to open the locker beside it thinking it was hers! hahaa! until she noticed the sign n thot: how come got this thing? so cute. then she realised her name was on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FSQ: PULL TO START&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION #1:&lt;br /&gt;CLUE:&lt;br /&gt;G O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shu cleverly thought we were at the track... we werent there... then she thot she must look for someone with the surname Goh... highly impossible... she wanted to go out to the traffic lights outside sch cuz Go is signalled by the green traffic light! wahahahaha in the end after we waited for like damn damn long, we decided to call her n tell her our location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Host hihi: WELCOME TO THE AMAZING RACE SNAM EDITION!&lt;br /&gt;Shu, u have been chosen to be put thru a series of gruelling tasks, both physically &amp; mentally challenging. A grand prize awaits you at the end of the game! Are u ready to accept this challenge? If so, please step forward. (all the mamasans stepped backwards &amp;amp; shu screamed) Let the game begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TASK #1: COUNT THE NO. OF KOIS IN THE FOUNTAIN (Ans: 24)&lt;br /&gt;shu counted from 18 all the way to 32! we decided to drop hints.. she went crazy as the others went, "there's one here! another one there! did u count this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TASK #2: (venue- MPH) DO 10 INCLINE PULL-UPS WITHOUT SCREAMING &amp; WHILE SINGING THE HOKKIEN SONG&lt;br /&gt;pls save our ears bcuz shu was squealing rather than singing the song! haha! but she did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TASK #3: FINISH 3 SCOOPS OF ICE CREAM IN 1/1/2 MINS&lt;br /&gt;shu was complaining why the ice cream was so hard! n she gobbled down the last scoop in whole! hahaah well done! poor girl... pple were watching her ferocious act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TASK #4: CHOOSE EITHER PHYSICAL / MENTAL&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICAL: LUNGES ACROSS AJ SQ WITH ARMS &amp;amp; LEGS IN SYNC&lt;br /&gt;MENTAL: HOW WELL DO U KNOW THE MAMASANS? 10 QNS (&gt;5 correct no forefeit)&lt;br /&gt;hahhaah the qns r rather tough n stupid! poor shu didnt follow her instinct n chose the wrong options! too bad she had only 4 qns rite so she had to do the forefeit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forfeit: go to the auntie at the cafe &amp; say this, "Auntie wo yao yi wan xia mian, bu yao yu bing, bu yao xia, bu yao huang mian, duo yi dian la jiao, kuai yi dian!" there were 2 customers listening to shu's outrageous order! hahhahaah they were staring at her! the auntie very nice, she was like playing along with the act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TASK #5: (venue: track) FIND ALL THE POST-ITS ONE BY ONE TO COLLECT UR PRIZES!&lt;br /&gt;the post-its were placed all over the specs stand n there are only 6 to find... shu was quite a fast finder! i bet she was really really shagged... so now let's go on to prize presentation.. what did shu redeemed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wrapped with numerous layers.... emerging fromt he wrappings is a CUBIC BISKIT TIN WRAPPED IN GRAY PAPER WITH THE NUM LOGO! shu wanted this new urban male bag which is priced at $149... so since it's really ex, we decided to get her her bery own NUM bag! complete with a string for easy carrying! (kong didnt wash the inside!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. her top! this lovely stripey top would look great on her! hope she likes it (: thanks kong for doing the wrapping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. last but not the least.... &lt;strong&gt;MARGARET FU'S DEBUT ALBUM&lt;/strong&gt;! margaret fu refers to none other than the bdae girl: fu shuqi.... we have &lt;strong&gt;Technical &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; Recording Engineer: KONG LILI! &amp; Creative Director &amp;amp; Designer: CHEW HIHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;product of our collaboration: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/SNAM%20Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="282" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/SNAM%20Cover.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/SNAM%20Bio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="110" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/SNAM%20Bio.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Biography: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At this time last year nobody knew of Margaret Fu (otherwise known as Heidi Ravishing Shu). Back then, the 17 year-old songstress was a hidden gem in the wave of emerging talent, but now, twelve months on, she's the most dynamic, alluring and gifted female artist with a wealth of achievements under her belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret's humble beginnings stems from an underprivileged family. At the young age of 7, she began contributing to her family income by singing on Ge Tais during the 7th month of every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her impressive vocals were so compelling that spirits of the netherworld were seen diffusing back through the hell gates. Only until the age of 17 was Margaret talent-spotted by the executive director of Yan Luo Wang Music Inc. who was amongst her audience and he was blown away by her flair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her critically acclaimed, debut album ''NAAA'' has been certified platinum with sales over 350,000 and launched two hit singles, including the Top Ten smash hits ''Naaa'' and ''???????''. Margaret was nominated for the 'Best Newcomer Award' and clinched the award for 'Most Unique Artiste' in the MTV Asia Awards in 2005. She is now the spokesperson of MasterCard and renown movie producers are bombarding her with numerous movie deals. Margaret is now preparing for her first ever Asia concert tour this autumn and her follow-up album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Fu - the pride and glory of Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/1600/SNAM%20Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5804/179/320/SNAM%20Back.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WE LOVE YOU FUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE EIGHTEEN!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-114028972640111706?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/114028972640111706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=114028972640111706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114028972640111706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/114028972640111706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-finally-back-really-attempting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113859714799438584</id><published>2006-01-30T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:23:13.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Q: CAN MAMASANS GET MORE OUTRAGOUS THAN IT ALREADY IS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: I'M AFRAID SO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27TH JANUARY 2006&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll rmb this day forever!&lt;br /&gt;wondering what happened?&lt;br /&gt;you MUST read on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY PIPI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although pipi's bday is on 29th Jan, we decided to have an earlier celebration due to chi new yr. if you think a bdae in sch consists of a cake, candles, the bday song, eating and bye bye, i tnk u shld learn from the experts! we guarentee pipi's never gonna forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ultimate Preparation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as they alws say, "if you fail to plan, u plan to fail!" so after sch, while poor pipi went off to do her CWO, qiqi, lili, gigi n me (who claimed we wanted to go home n sleep) gustoed to J8 to get things ready for the celebration! although, we already bought her presents (1 RED &amp; WHITE STRIPED SUNDRESS WITH A BUBBLE SKIRT, 1 PAIR FOR RED &amp;amp; WHITE EARRINGS, 1 PAIR OF RED SHOES &amp; A GUMBALL MACHINE) what's gonna make this celebration the ULTIMATE whould be our very own..... SPOOFPRESENTS&amp;amp;CO! yes! IT'S WACKY SPOOF PRESENTS GALORE FOR OUR PIPI! we bought a really really really nice cake from Sweet Secrets and went to do a little bit of shopping for last minute items.... next thing we knew, we're in QIQI'S ROOM HIGHING AWAY! i shall spare the details. lili &amp; gigi ganged up against SNGIRLS, calling qiqi n me SNMS (St Nicks MonsterS) they had the guts to bully qiqi. while the 3 of them rolled on the floor attacking each other, i just continued doing the presents. no worries, with fu shuqi around, those two will surrender in no time! only now n then would i throw a tennis ball at gigi or lili (sorry lili, i hit ur assets!)..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NEXT DAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made pipi stand on the bench in the middle of the whole canteen singing, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME" we made her sing until we felt it was loud enough! then we the traditional bday song, wish &amp;amp; blowing out of candles... then it was time to present pipi with her "PRESENTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 SUNDRESS&lt;/strong&gt; $0.05 (MADE FROM A BLACK GARBAGE BAG CUT INTO A DRESS AND A BIG PAPER RED SUN SMACK IN THE MIDDLE) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 PAIR OF CUSTOMISED PIPI EARRINGS&lt;/strong&gt; $FREE (MADE FROM PIPI'S UGLIEST PHOTO PRINTED ONTO THICK GLOSSY PAPER, CUT AND MADE INTO A PAIR OF EARRINGS COMPLETE WITH HOOKS. TOTALLY PROFESSIONAL.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 WALLET&lt;/strong&gt; $FREE (A GLITTERY DELIGHT. BLUE, SHINY, AND THE UGLIEST CLOTH-MADE CAT ON THE COVER. LOOKED LIKE IT COSTS $0.50. GIVEN TO KONG N SHE HATES IT)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 GUO MEI MEI'S CD&lt;/strong&gt; $FREE (ANOTHER LOSERFIED GIFT TO KONG FRM GOD-KNOWS-WHO... SORRY AIN'T NOBODY'S GONNA LISTEN TO U SINGING ABT UR COURAGE OVER ROACHES BABE!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;to convince our dear pipi that it's the real gift, we said, "we felt that it was more sincere if presents are hand-made rather than bought." WHERE'S THE FUN IF WE DON'T FORCE PIPI TO WEAR THEM IN FRONT OF THE MASSES IN A CROWDED CANTEEN? so, she did without hesitation! i admire her bravery! hey guo mei mei, this is wad i call courage!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. LAO YU SHENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oh goodness... y r we so retarded? we brought the yu sheng, it has every ingredient... except... the shreded radish n carrot! that's like the MAIN ingredient! nvm. they say, "mistakes may lead to the discovery of something new" (maybe that's how cooked food came along. some ancient barbarian probably accidentally dropped his raw fish into the fire while keeping warm and he realised later it tastes better)... anw, THE OTHER YU SHENG INGREDIENTS PLUS LOTSA POK CHUI BISKITS seems more appealing! u shld try it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. KBOX MADNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this one is a real ENERGY-SAPPING TALE TO TELL. qiqi, lili, gigi, pipi &amp; fifi went to cine's kbox on the 8th storey! whoo! it was big! like a maze! the price is horrendous! but we made it WORTH IT! we cleverly smuggled Kobayashi into our room 16 which was not too small, not too big. COSY was the word. the 3 walls without the door were lined with black sofas. we offed the lights cuz we didn't wanna get caught with our Kobayashi and later on, if pple outside were to see how HAVOC we were, they'd run to signal an alarm! we were... OUT OF CONTROL AND SUPER HIGH! kong's a genius. wad would trigger us to get high after settling down? why of cuz that would be BARBIE GIRL by AQUA! hahhahha! oh my gosh the MTVs are so horrible + cheapo + budget! how can u show boats (n a disgusting woman touching herself) with BARBIE GIRL playing? hahahhahaha! but it got the job done and soon we were REALLY REALLY HIGH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BARBIE GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; (AND THE OBSCENE VIDEO)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AI BU PA by GRASSHOPPER&lt;/strong&gt; (NO KBOXING IS COMPLETE WITHOUT THIS SONG! IT'S WHEN EVERYBODY IN THE ROOM MUST TAKE OFF UR SHOES N JUMP ON THE SOFAS AND FOLLOWING THE ACTIONS IN THE VIDEO! SHOUT AT THE BEGINNING: ALAMA WASUPA PILI PALA AI BU PA! AND MOVE UR ARMS FROM LEFT TO RIGHT THEN RIGHT TO LEFT SHOUTING: WOOAAAHH OOAAHH OOAH!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOKKIEN SONGS by FUSHUQI&lt;/strong&gt; (THERE'S NTH MORE EXTREME THEN FUSHUQI SINGING HOKKIEN SONGS WITH ORHBIANG MTVS! SHE IS RAW TALENT IN ACTION! THE PRONUNCIATION, THE &lt;s&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/s&gt; MELODIOUS SCREECHING, THE DRAMATISED ACTION &amp;amp; THE EMOTIONAL VOICE BELLOWING IN AGONY! THANKS GIGI FOR FILMING THE WHOLE THING DOWN! THAT WAS HISTORY IN THE MAKING!) P/S: SHU, WANNA CONSIDER S'PORE IDOL?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JAY CHOU FT. ZAINUL ARIFFIN&lt;/strong&gt; (ZAI NUI . AH LI FEN) (WE WERE SINGING TO JAY CHOU'S "BA WO HUI LAI LE" N FIFI HAS NO IDEA WAD WE ARE SINGING CUZ HE DUNNO CHI. SO HE WAS WITH THE MIC N HE WENT RAPPING IN BETWEEN THE LINES! ANOTHER UNDER-RATED TALENT! THE LYRICS R SO.. RELEVANT! BUT SERIOUSLY, DO IT AGAIN MAN! WE WERE DAMN IMPRESSED BY HIS ON-THE-SPOT RAPPING IN ENG TO A CHI SONG HE REALLY DOESN'T KNOW &amp;amp; YET IT FITS LIKE.... A BOTTLE CAP TO A BOTTLE MOUTH.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;woo! im already tired just typing all these! im as tired as on that day itself. jumping on sofas and moving to the music n laughing so hard at qiqi! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OBS REUNION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, i went off earlier to meet my OBS mates! woooohooo! but only a few of us cuz the rest couldn't make it! arh! so sad! there was: joshua, ben, wen si, jun kai, yvonne n me! we were at Marina Bay ready to eat our CHIN HUAT! already i was feeling my throat getting sore! all the screaming in KBOX! gosh, who ever said mics are needed? our voice can beat any noise-amplifying equipment! (ok, not really) but the point is, we were so DAMN LOUD! so i must admit, sore throat + steamboat = wanna die is it? but who cares guess everyone shld be having the time of their lives since it's the HOLS! surprisingly, there seemed to be loads of AJ peeps at CHIN HUAT that day! wooaaahh! joshua n i went on a KILLING LIVE PRAWNS RAMPAGE! we ate like the whole container full of innocent prawns struggling to stay alive by attempting to jump but the only place it's gonna jump into will be the boiling pot n our stomachs! HEHEHEHE! realised im a bit saddistic when it comes to PRAWNS! yvonne is so nice! she's like the typical wife for junkai.. cooking for kai n us! putting food on our plates! sometimes she got too stressed that she served us raw food! waahahha! kai u better treasure her! then we walked arnd aft our meal, walk here walk there, followed this mysterious path... n we found.... A SECRETLY BEAUTIFUL PLACE!!! WOW! so peaceful! n we sat at the stone ground where the river waves came crashing on the banks! hahaha! WOAH i really got very exhausted! i slept for only 2hrs the day b4 n with so much HIGH events, i was physically n mentally drained!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TO ALL THESE PEEPS... THANKS SO MUCH FOR THAT WONDERFUL 27TH JAN! ENJOY THE HOLS WHILE IT LASTS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113859714799438584?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113859714799438584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113859714799438584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113859714799438584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113859714799438584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/q-can-mamasans-get-more-outragous-than.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113820401118769239</id><published>2006-01-25T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:46:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh, it's been ancient since i last blogged. lotsa things have been occurring in my life and i got to think over a lot of matters... haha one thing i know is that i'm over-stressed with all my commitments and there are some things i feel like quitting and dropping out of... but then God is amazing. somehow he answers my prayers through music and the wonderful people and friends around me. at times when i ask myself, "how did i got myself into all these things?" and then at the end of the day, the answer was that God has a lot of plans for me and i should feel blessed knowing i do have my set of gifts. it got me thinking... about something i read quite long ago: &lt;strong&gt;God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.&lt;/strong&gt; when things go wrong, when i feel lost, these r one of the times i m thankful that i have a religion, a faith to hold on to. when there are problems tt i feel are too personal, a strong belief is what keeps me going. hahhaha omg! i sound like a preacher! haha! gosh im in one of my those, u noe, preachy mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... pipi (embarassingly) threw a milo packet at gen. her motive is innocently sweet and thoughtful... but this was what happened:&lt;br /&gt;pipi: gen! *throws milo packet with full force*&lt;br /&gt;*milo packet hit a plastic thing.. smack! n fell onto the floor*&lt;br /&gt;everything was probably in a state of awkward silence&lt;br /&gt;pipi's actions are unidentifiable.&lt;br /&gt;*milo packet lays on the floor... DENTED*&lt;br /&gt;hahahha dear pipi, this is so YOU! ur actions are so... unimaginable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch, went squash court. qiqi, gigi, lili n i decided to brave the sport! 4 pple in 1 court taking turns. qiqi n gigi totally tennis style... but i tnk kong n i were the laughing stock! i play squash like hockey when the ball rolls near the floor... while kong... she's in track so she's not really friends with equipment... this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;me: *whacked the ball*&lt;br /&gt;kong: *attempts to save it by doing a superwoman dive*&lt;br /&gt;dived in mid air n plopped down on the hard floor like a dead fish!&lt;br /&gt;ROARS OF LAUGHTER SOARED! everyone was literally rolling on the squash ground!&lt;br /&gt;lili! i admire your courage! u r one of a kind! BADSQUASH DUO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the most degrading thing in the world! hockey babes cleaning canteen tables to remove stickiness left by our flyers! do u know it was super throw face? everyone thot we were doing CWO! n like elly n i went round cleaning.... then this table of mayflower pple said, "erm you can sit down actually" so we sat down n cleaned the sticky area trying not to look obvious! hahahahahhaha humour of the century! gigi n qiqi had to pay a visit n laughed! wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wend, we all love you and are proud of you! u're strength and perseverence in whatever you do is really inspiring! please do take care of your current state of health! after what happened today, our team should remain strong and supportive of each other for wendy! za, i know u have ur set of problems too n i just want you to know that i cannot handle all these without your help! i want to thank you for always being so dedicated and selfless! i am truely honoured to have known you! no matter what, stay strong! you have the support of the whole team! never feel tt u have disappointed us because instead, u r the one that lifts us up! to the team, we have pple like wend n za who have that fighting spirit and that drive for the welfare of the team... everyone of us should learn from them. it's not about you, it's about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how u all r feeling now but to clear any doubts lurking in ur mind, once a hockey player, always a hockey player! u have made the choice, be responsible of ur choice and tell urself u wun regret it at the end of the day. i once wanted to quit the sport, but when i was banned from it, n i could only stare at my stick longingly n not able to play it, i really felt that something significant has been taken away from my life. i realised i cannot do without a team! the team is what makes my life more fulfilling! and it is only right for me to give my team a more fulfilling life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113820401118769239?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113820401118769239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113820401118769239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113820401118769239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113820401118769239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/gosh-its-been-ancient-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113776401863949896</id><published>2006-01-20T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:33:38.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this entry is a follow up of my name-generator-crazed one (19/01/06).. if you're not crazy over name generators as yet, u should be! and so, let's increase their level of ludicrousness and you get the following....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Fluffy Kitten Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/64/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/64/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Cassie LovesFishies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Inner Blonde Self Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/6596/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/6596/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: The blonde in you is Heidi Scarlet Mansmeadow a bleached blonde NFL cheerleader known for her tight 200 lb frame and her cherry highlights &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesbian Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/6594/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/6594/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Megain Fame&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Mafia Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/1311/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/1311/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Giuseppina Castiglione &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Egyptian Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/1580/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/1580/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Rehema (compassionate)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Russian Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/869/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/869/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Valentina Vasilev &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Dirty-Sounding Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/1166/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/1166/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Semour Asscrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Perfect Job Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/2841/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/2841/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Being married to a rich man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Unbeleivably Long "What My Name Should Be If My Parents Could Name Me Right" Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/120/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/120/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Ferrari Antigone Carmen Marie Celia Lee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rejected Disney Character Name Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/638/"&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/638/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result: Laqueesha The Cheese Wheel &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: what's with me and cheese? as if my gay name is not bad enough......&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/8922086-113776401863949896?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113776401863949896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113776401863949896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113776401863949896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113776401863949896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-entry-is-follow-up-of-my-name.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113767196290351377</id><published>2006-01-19T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:15:25.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's been great (: sincerely and most truthfully, i feel that there's much more meaning to life this year! my groupie is still incredibly an insane bunch made up of doctrines of crapology and embarrassintrists and pple who r plain irritating and loves innocent, nonsensical fun! my team... the gift from heaven! impressive! u girls r the best! most united, most skillful, most enthusiastic... how can i miss this out... and the most beautiful above all! wonderful teachers like ms zhu, tyy, ms tan, mr chin... and mr phang! thank you thank you! i always believe in miracles and that nth is impossible... sometimes i lose that hope and whenever i do, i pray for strength and determination to persevere even when things don't go my way or turn out well... and then, it came. the miracle. i dun wanna boast or brag (pls dun get the wrong idea)... i had Fs in all my maths test for the whole of J1 and the only time i got an A for maths was in the O's (my first time). demoralised? feel like giving up? asked myself why i'm so lousy? been there, done that. then my first official test- power series... i was shocked, surprised, stunned to hear that i've achieved an A n clinched the highest along with xixi... what does this mean? im smart? no! cuz anybody can get an A... for me, from an F to an A... that is what i call (not just a miracle) but hope and conviction. if i'm so stupid and i can work out a miracle, everyone can! hope anybody reading this never give up on urself in the course of your academic journey (: thanks mr phang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt like typing that chunk! haha... now, when you're BORED, what do you do? nowadays, i find NAME GENERATORS particularly interesting (: you should try em out just for fun and when you feel you need a DE-STRESSER! so here's my list of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;STRESS-BUSTING NAME GENERATORS FOR BOREDIANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my elf name: Nessa Elendil (The Elvish Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;2. my fairy name: Tangle Elfglitter (The Original Fairy Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;3. my british name: Chloe Chamberlain (The Very British Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;4. my jap name: Shizuka Hachirobei (The Kawaii Japanese Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;5. my hobbit name: Ruby Peatfingers of Brockenborings (The Hobbit Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;6. my emo song name: stab my heart because you hate me (The "If Your Name Was An Emo Song... Generator Thingy")&lt;br /&gt;7. my dragon name: Aqwers the Ice Breather (Dragon Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;8. my hippie name: Oceania Holder (The Damned Hippie Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;9. my gangsta name: White Red Snappa (The Original Gangsta Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;10. my gay name: Irresistably cool Emperor of cheese (The "totally gay nickname Carl would give you" Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;11. my fantasy name: Keliea (What's Your Fantasy Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;12. my vampire name: Empress of The Arctic (The Vampire Name Generator)&lt;br /&gt;13. my hit single names: I Changed My Horse / Stab My Homework Because I Hate The World / Slap Them Bitches / Chemical Sunshine (The "If Your Name Was A Hit Single" Name Generator)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113767196290351377?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113767196290351377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113767196290351377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113767196290351377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113767196290351377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/lifes-been-great-sincerely-and-most_19.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113707512471122076</id><published>2006-01-12T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:12:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HIGHLIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA CARNIVAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;weeee! that day was great! felt like a damn slack day and soon it was time to meet up with my babes! aaah i love them! haha we were suppose to man the booths and u noe like help out but we shove everything to the guys and went to played volleyball on the track! haha my team coincidentally all the volleyball CMIs inclusive of me! hahaah! why did we play volleyball? 1. we found the ball, 2. we were bored, 3. we were pretending to be volleyballers so the J1s would think that AJ Volleyball CMI and hence will not join! what can i say? HOCKEY GUYS &amp; GALS ROCK! we totally went around sch showing our spirit man! and kian lin was our cheerleader! wahahahaha! haha then we danced the N'Sync song! haha meimei, cindia, elly n i totally dunno then we just anyhow try! so embarrassing! dunno what the pple behind us will think! then we had our own circle n we danced the Boriquitto (frankly, i nv knew how to spell it) damn fun but kinda tiring.. elly became mad! before the dance, we were slacking in the canteen n Karma was played and elly start doing stupid actions that follows the lyrics: what goes around comes around what goes up must come down! we laughed until almost died! then after the dance in the hall, she went round shouting: hey! join DANCE! and self-proclaiming that she's the vice-pres of Dance! wahahahahaha! COOL! LOTSA LOTSA PPLE SIGNED UP! i guess cuz we were so thick-skinned and we kept saying we are the IN THING and everybody signed up so if they didn't, they will LOSE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Song Alert:&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY (by ELLY)  * tune of "saints go marching in"&lt;br /&gt;We are so Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;We are so Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;We are so P-R-E-T-T-Y!&lt;br /&gt;We are so Pretty so you must see me!&lt;br /&gt;We are so P-R-E-T-T-Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were training and the rain just kept pouring....&lt;br /&gt;It is so Rainy!&lt;br /&gt;It is so Rainy!&lt;br /&gt;It is so R-A-I-N-Y!&lt;br /&gt;It is so Rainy so we must go home!&lt;br /&gt;It is so R-A-I-N-Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DOWNLIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TLH's lesson... how terribly unfortunate we are to have known this biatch! she is sly and treacherous! i asked nicely whether she can let our class off on time for PE! and she tried to be witty lah! kiss my ass! then when i got home, ms tay called to tell me i have to see mr lim! guess what! TLH COMPLAINED TO MR LIM ABT ME saying i told her she must let the class out 5 mins early! APPLAUSE! OSCAR WINNER FOR BEST SCRIPTWRITER! SINCE WHEN DID I SAY THAT? SHE CAN TWIST MY WORDS FROM ANT TO GIANT LAH! my gosh! such an underhand method! tsk tsk! she prev lesson before pe made my entire class late for 10mins i nv complain lor! SHE HAS CROSSED THE LINE THIS TIME MAN! introducing... Operation TLH-Must-Die (TMD) tah ma de!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113707512471122076?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113707512471122076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113707512471122076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113707512471122076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113707512471122076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/highlight-cca-carnival-weeee-that-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113660312263622367</id><published>2006-01-07T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T11:13:52.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things that happened in the past 2 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Tan Lok Huang... the sickening GP biatch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*xixi n lili trying to sit as far away frm her as possible* first period of the day n i was overwhelmed by her maliciousness! i'm sure i wasn't the only one who felt that way! first thing of the day: she called gigi to pull down the OHP screen. gigi laffed at me cuz i wasnt asked to cuz im short... wahaha. then when gigi was trying to pull down the screen, mamasans laffed. bitch said, "the least u all could do was volunteer yourselves instead of laffing at the person who helped!" hello! it was just a tease! chill man! wassup wit' being spiteful? bloody moron! den she was explaining that the other sections of the ST is impt n we shldnt only read the Main and Home sections... *flashes Urban on the projector* Urban 05/01/06 MISS SIXTY on the cover (showing 3 old women trying to wear hip clothes but end up looking like plants)... LAUGHED! no wonder she likes Urban! she can be on the cover as well! old... and still a miss! then she asked the class who will choose Creative over iPod? kong raised her hand up in a very deliberate fashion! *mamasans laughed* she wanted Tan to ask her.. Tan asked her why she chose Creative..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kong: BRAND LOYALTY!&lt;br /&gt;tan: *too stupid to get it* still asked for the reason&lt;br /&gt;kong: (irritated) I LIKE IT WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;lili! i give u a standing ovation! u r so brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The Wag-Finger Songs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off with kong's mp3 which contains this particularly interesting song... why is it interesting? firstly, the start of the song sounds like some underwater lobster shaking a shell making a ringing-tinkling sound... then the beat n music becomes totally never-heard-before-but-super-funky-and-i-like-it! and magically, u begin wagging ur index finger side to side n so does ur head! WOW! hahaha i dunno man, that song is addictive! ok when the chinese singer comes in, it's a bit weird. but the beggining of the song is the ultimate! TLH's lesson... fifi n i were reading the newspaper (Urban) when we saw Madonna in her fish-net stockings! fifi somehow suggested he wear them on BU day! wad the heck? and then we were forced to discuss our PBL (which we have not even started) while fifi was doing the dance action in the "Hung Up" MTV! then cuz we like the song so we started singing: time goes by so slowly! time goes by so slowly!... (fifi starts to do the actions) every little thing that u say or do! hung up! i'm hanging up on u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our PBL is abt suggesting an educational policy for Indonesia...&lt;br /&gt;fifi got carried away with the actions&lt;br /&gt;me: so that's ur educational policy for Indonesia?&lt;br /&gt;fifi': what's wrong? it stimulates creativity!&lt;br /&gt;me: the morning pe can be the madonna actions and the school songs: time goes by so slowly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaa can just imagine! and yes in the end, HUNG UP can be officially labelled as a WAG-FINGER SONG. dun believe? TRY IT! gigi n pipi can do the catwalk + madonna actions while listening to iPod simultaneously very well! then was listening to some songs... and realised Kylie Minogue's songs are Wag-Fingers too! try: "Come Into My World" and "Locomotion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Marigold Angsana Petunia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lazy to type: read kong's blog-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. (this is quite random) JZ's Crabtree &amp; Evelyn Butter Cookies Pencil Case&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was travelling to Geog lecture, saw Dil and JZ at the tables studying and noticed his pencil case... it's the Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn Butter Cookies yellow tin.. not bad.. but JZ could just get a decent pencil case since he's loaded! and so i was being retarded.. reading the words on the tin in my "rich, english" accent.... then i said, "i got so much stationery, i would use a Kong Guan Biskit Tin!" but cannot fit in my bag, so pipi offered to glue down straps! can carry like handbag! WAHAHAHA! what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. MONG Episode #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, Geog lecture was another "Attack of Mong"! wahahaha! with her voice raising ever higher and her sentences flowering more Teochew terms! to my mum and my ah ma: you 2 dun need to be afraid your dialect will cease to pass down from me onwards.... my teochew not bad now! (all thanks to my goeg teacher) one thing i appreciate having her for a lecturer is that the way she conducts the lecture, leaves u everytime with quite a deep impression of the topic. thanks man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new additions: tat zui (offend), women are very strong, not under the table but on the table, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Mr Phang's Lessons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the bell rang signally our break was over and that the next lesson was maths, mimi, gigi, pipi, zizi n i screamed together: "MR PHANG!" and we ran! we were zooming thru the hallways and corridors to the classroom n we sprinted when we saw Mr Phang outside already! why did we run? not becuz we are afraid of his wrath, but cuz he's our favourite teacher! and we dun want to disappoint him by coming late for classes or delaying hw or not paying attention! he is the kind of SUPER GOOD TEACHER that only comes by once in ur life! he seems to know exactly right on the dot 100% accurate what we are unsure of n he can remedy all our doubts! he can explain in a way that we can 100% guarentee get it! we love his lessons n his extra lessons! haaha the y2 curves that i dread forever now seemed to be not that bad after all! seeing his Bao/FanTuan sketches makes it easier to rmb! maths rock now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113660312263622367?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113660312263622367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113660312263622367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113660312263622367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113660312263622367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-that-happened-in-past-2-days-1.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113646508264702103</id><published>2006-01-05T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:44:42.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARNING: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what you will be seeing next is highly nonsensical and crappy! not for the faint-hearted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, a simple conversation about whether our school is gonna have a CNY celebration ended up in the creation of a totally absurb CNY Rap! pipi just had to start the ball rolling with her attempt on rapping, "xing nian dao! xing nian dao!" and just then, for the next one hour, while walking to NYP, eating at NYP, and walking back to school.... this happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CNY RAP 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by FLS (fu lu shou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Yo! Everybody! Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;It?s the C to the N to the Y celebration!&lt;br /&gt;This is the REMIX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(50 Cent?s ?In Da Club? tune)&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo mortals!&lt;br /&gt;It?s the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;We?re gonna party like it?s the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna eat ba gua like it?s no one?s business&lt;br /&gt;Until your tummy feels like it is gonna burst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kelis? ?Milkshake? tune)&lt;br /&gt;Our lanterns bring all the luck to the year,&lt;br /&gt;And they're like, it?s luckier than yours,&lt;br /&gt;Damn right it's luckier than yours,&lt;br /&gt;I can teach you, but I have to charge! (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention everybody! We?re the FLS!&lt;br /&gt;And we?re taking you through the rest of our rap!&lt;br /&gt;Listen everybody get a hold of this rap!&lt;br /&gt;Let?s start the beat by slapping our laps!&lt;br /&gt;(crowd: boom boom clap! boom clap!)&lt;br /&gt;Yo! People in da house!&lt;br /&gt;(crowd: yeah?!)&lt;br /&gt;Hold your ang baos in the air like you just don?t care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spice Girls? ?Wannabe? tune)&lt;br /&gt;Yo I?ll tell you what I want, what I really, really want&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what u want, what u really, really want&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna 8 dollar ang bao n a pair of mandarins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if? you?re not in the CNY mood&lt;br /&gt;Stuff yourself with some Chinese food&lt;br /&gt;And make sure it?s something good&lt;br /&gt;Like some ba gua, egg roll, ong lai tart dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody! (crowd: yeah?!)&lt;br /&gt;Take out the Fu Lu Shou and wipe it...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah y-yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Let?s wipe it!&lt;br /&gt;?Cause this is the end of our CNY rap&lt;br /&gt;And we thank you all for taking this crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- The End ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are wondering who's FLS, it's me, pipi and lili! at first it was only pipi and me (hipi/hippy) but after we found our ultimate "band" name, we needed another (also short) member... and lili appeared like a divine blessing from the heavens! this crazy rap is the edited version. copy rights reserved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THAT was really a magical piece of crap!" &lt;em&gt;-The Gigi Times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113646508264702103?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113646508264702103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113646508264702103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113646508264702103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113646508264702103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/warning-what-you-will-be-seeing-next.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113629407920060129</id><published>2006-01-03T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:49:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. lazy to blog nowadays. guess i was too busy with all the visitings i had and yup my daddy's bdae! bought him a special belt that can be easily loosen cuz i bet his tummy is like growing bigger every year! anw, met up with the MAMASANS on 2nd Jan! i have not seen these babes since... lemme estimate... 2 months? all the laughter and jokes and pauses before jokes came rolling back! what the hell! they kept laffing at me instead of my stories which i still insist are funny! wad's happening? haha pipi was hilarious! she's so gullible! which reminds me of cheryl only thing her case was better.. lols! we were at Marina Square's Yoshinoya eating and we bluffed her that we were at gigi's house. then we know that pipi doesnt know gigi's address at all tho she ever visited her hse many times... so we told her to take a cab to 53 Jalan Kuluyok! wahahaahah and she believed! she believed it exists! we spent quite sometime figuring out a fake street name n some other suggestions were absolutely hilarious (i kinda forgot tho...) we were all waiting for intently for pipi's reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pipi: isn't kuluyok the chinese dish that i never knew?&lt;br /&gt;we: no! it's a different spelling n pronunciation... spelled as Goolooyoke&lt;br /&gt;*laughs out loud*&lt;br /&gt;pipi: who's there? what r u all doing?&lt;br /&gt;we: we're at gigi's hse cleaning the fu lu shou statues! fifi's religion forbids him to touch the fu lu shou! (the rest trying to make background noises like "do i need to clean this?"/"oh no! dun drop the fu!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, our kind-hearted qiqi told pipi the truth! qiqi came to meet us and gave us our presents (which she spent 1 month doing)! there were other gifts too and im damn happy! zizi gave us the rubbery pencils n elephant keychain from india! n of cuz my sis... confidential! i wun expose it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;03 JAN 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;first day of sch n i'm telling u, it's far from boring! we were all dreading our new PD tutor (mong) and then ms zhu descended like a fairy from the sky! ahhhh! she's still our PD tutor after her so-called long story... damn happy! oh ms zhu rocks! i tnk mong doesnt want our class... sure vomit blood! only our dear MS ZHU can handle us! first 2 periods- GEOG! MONG IS THE ULTIMATE! she's damn hilarious! we were all laughing at the things she said n definitely the way she says them! looking forward to more of Geog lectures! hahaaha n thru out the lecture i was like, "oh! so this is what my buddy had to go thru!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trademarks of mong: tai-tai-ness, age secret, the meaning of secret, her soldiers, compound words, youth n vitality, shi ba yi duo hua, seahorses &amp; ugly hippos, F1, do your duty... more to come folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like orientation for the J1s.. can just see the dreadfulness etched on their faces. this yr's batch... according to our freak show observation, they're very unenthusiastic! want to cheer, cheer louder lah, if not dun cheer at all and act dao! so neither here nor there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY! (03/01/2006) OPERATION GEN XIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. red marker (just bought frm bkshop) ---- check!&lt;br /&gt;2. pinky ---- check!&lt;br /&gt;3. fake passerbys/guards (the rest of the mamasans) ---- check!&lt;br /&gt;travelled to our homeroom... 223&lt;br /&gt;4. homeroom for the operation ---- check!&lt;br /&gt;pipi thot for very very very long with many screams n laughter in between n finally decided on what to write on the board for gengen...&lt;br /&gt;GENGEN, BE WITH ME? YES/NO PLEASE CIRCLE ONE OPTION.&lt;br /&gt;she was hiding in the next classroom.. rest of us sneaked opp n became spies.&lt;br /&gt;gen was taking a very long time to walk!&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, jojo popped into the classroom! he was tricked by fifi! lucky he didnt read the board! fifi, u suck! phew phew! den... gen appeared! took the marker n circled! we gestured for pipi to get out of the rm she was hiding in... she bumped into gen... gen said, "i circled already" n he left for his class which he was alr very late... pipi was screaming... we ran... OMG HE CIRCLED YES!!!! *marriage music playing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we now pronounce Gen n Pipi officially together! poor gigi... she refused to sign the divorce papers! but we did for her anyway! now there's double happiness! Gen (Riri) + Pipi &amp;amp; Gigi + Didi (the dustbin).... welcome GEN to the mamasan extended family! u r officially our brother-in-law! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW FOUND HOPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new maths teacher... MR PHANG! nope not Jonathan Phang (but maybe they're related) but MR PHANG WEI CHENG! he's like the light in our tunnel of hopelessly lousy maths results.... he has given us a sense of purpose n has shown us our direction! he is the man that can perform miracles! aaaahhhh! after today's maths lesson... we were awfully inspired! for the first time aft PE, we wanted to rush back home to do maths! MR PHANG, U ROCK! i see hope for the A'levels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113629407920060129?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113629407920060129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113629407920060129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113629407920060129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113629407920060129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-peeps-bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113575969164120241</id><published>2005-12-28T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T17:02:44.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lately, i hav been deeply humored&lt;br /&gt;by what i can certainly say the funniest blog&lt;br /&gt;i've eva come across in my life! yes!&lt;br /&gt;all thx to andrew's blog which provided the link to it!&lt;br /&gt;at first, upon clicking the link, the diaryland blog&lt;br /&gt;did not seem vry appealing... it's design is simple&lt;br /&gt;(n tt probably has something to do with its&lt;br /&gt;owner's simplistic character).. n then the pic&lt;br /&gt;of a tearing forever friends bear (no comments)..&lt;br /&gt;the background is just of a single colour...&lt;br /&gt;over all, it looks pretty plain as the only buttons&lt;br /&gt;provided are the back and next entry buttons.&lt;br /&gt;however, to my utter surprise,&lt;br /&gt;i haven't gone pass the first line n&lt;br /&gt;i'm already bursting into roars of laughter&lt;br /&gt;n clutching my stomach to stop the aching!&lt;br /&gt;i was practically rolling n if i wasn't careful,&lt;br /&gt;i wld hav rolled off my chair n injure myself!&lt;br /&gt;my goodness! i hav to say the same for&lt;br /&gt;all the entries so far! seriously!&lt;br /&gt;who cares abt reading blogs of people&lt;br /&gt;like XiaXue or Dawn? if there's one thing&lt;br /&gt;every tom, dick or harry needs OUTTA LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;it's pure, innocent, clueless, original.......&lt;br /&gt;HUMOUR! where can you find it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://MEIYONGDE.DIARYLAND.COM"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;HTTP://MEIYONGDE.DIARYLAND.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~*~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt the owner of that blog:&lt;br /&gt;he is so humble. he doesn't even know that he's a zillion times better than those so-called celebrity bloggers blind people proclaim! look at his blog add! JUST LOOK AT IT! hahahaha! how many people in this world can actually find a blog add that truely, flawlessly describes his attitude? yes... you get my point right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let's put our hands together for the one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SINGAPORE'S #1 FUNNIEST (OR EVEN THE ULTIMATE) BLOGGER....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JONATHAN PHANG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is this person? hey people from my ex-class 35/05 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;during the first 3 months at the begginning of 2005 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and who took CLAO will know who he is! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gigi u ought to know who he is... (ta gen lao shi fang dian!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113575969164120241?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113575969164120241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113575969164120241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113575969164120241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113575969164120241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/lately-i-hav-been-deeply-humored-by.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113539481820207436</id><published>2005-12-24T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:54:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and foremost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MERRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X'MAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FOLKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's training @ NYP was the last trng for this yr... wow time really flew past! Charles wasnt around cuz he's on vacation with his family, so Saiful stood in! hahahahaha *roars of cheers from the hockey girls* yup! it was really very very enjoyable!! elly kept emphasizing on diana's name!!! omg! and... seniors came! well at least this time there were more! but we didnt get to play testi match!!!! aud's hair is very.... golden brown! i couldnt recognise her from far! ari has nice highlights yeah! bel is still beautiful and auntie-like! and den n nick r still a lovable couple! ok aft trng, we did this totally thoughtful and special thank-you to Saiful for training us yest! it went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elly n i make the best pair of hosts and using our water bottles as our mic!&lt;br /&gt;elly: good afternn ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls and our distinguished guests, ms tay and ms toh!&lt;br /&gt;me: now, we would like to extend our heart-felt gratitude to our idol and inspiration for today...&lt;br /&gt;elly (screeching loudly): SAIFUL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*saiful looks down in embarrassment*&lt;br /&gt;elly: the aj hockey girls team 2005 would like to present a&lt;br /&gt;me: special thank-you performance!&lt;br /&gt;*we ran back to our positions where the other girls were already standing from tallest to shortest (peisee took my position as 2nd shortest! how can! she's shorter than me! all her hair's fault!)*&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY: THANK YOU SAIFUL! *KALLANG BOW TALLEST TO SHORTEST*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaahhahha! then we took a pic with him! haha so lame! omg i wonder how he feels! lemme guess... DEEPLY TOUCHED? awww! must be! oh yes, i would like to thank my wonderful sibling from the fish family who is as crappy as me.... FISHBALL! fishcake loves you! thank you mei mei for the lovely x'mas card that u gave the whole team! i'm so touched by ur sincere words inside! haha oh yes, ms tay told us abt our Hockey SL project! 3rd wk of Jan next yr is the Healthy Lifestyle Wk... and hockey girls have to promote it! wah the sch so resourceful arh! straight away find the prettiest girls in sch to do! WAHAHAHA! can u imagine? elly's gonna be our SL leader? self-appointed! SOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! something we've finally done up... THE AJHOCKEY'05 BLOG! yes yes! even if u're not from AJ, or not from Hockey, u can still go read it! why? becuz then u'll know how cool, lovable and outragously hilarious we all are! and some pics will be posted so u can see all our gorgeous faces! YEAH MAN! seriously, if u want a GOOD LAUGH, visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://AJHOCKEY-.BLOGSPOT.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HTTP://AJHOCKEY-.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, u will really enjoy your visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------cut here-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, besides the twisted x'mas carols the team conjured up, these are a few songs i'm really into listening now! maybe u've not heard of some.. some quite long ago but i still find em nice! introducing.... &lt;strong&gt;MY END OF YR SONG LIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up, the Hockey Girls' Theme Song&lt;br /&gt;(bcuz we like telling each other abt each other's big ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY GOT BACK by SIR MIX-A-LOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preview:&lt;br /&gt;I like big butts and I cannot lie&lt;br /&gt;You other brothers can't deny&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/sir-mix-a-lot-baby-got-back-lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.lyricstime.com/sir-mix-a-lot-baby-got-back-lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i like this song cuz it's catchy! n the whole song rhymes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT'S TRICKY by RUN-D.M.C.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preview:&lt;br /&gt;It's tricky to rock a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To rock a rhyme that's right on time&lt;br /&gt;It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/run-d-m-c-it-s-tricky-lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.lyricstime.com/run-d-m-c-it-s-tricky-lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, this is a classic...&lt;br /&gt;at first when x'mas was round the corner, they keep playing it everywhere! i mean everywhere! like toilets, shopping malls, radio, roadsides.... and i want to shout- shut up! but now this song reflects the moods of Cheryl &amp;amp; me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAST CHRISTMAS by WHAM!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preview:&lt;br /&gt;Last x'mas I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day, you gave it away...&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/23/wham/last_christmas.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsdomain.com/23/wham/last_christmas.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, manda n i r addicted to this song! it's new but how can anyone not notice this song?&lt;br /&gt;we love it! L-O-V-E love it! so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY ONLY WISH (THIS YEAR) by BRITNEY SPEARS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preview:&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here...&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/britney-spears-my-only-wish-this-year-lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.lyricstime.com/britney-spears-my-only-wish-this-year-lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup these 4 highly recommended songs to wrap up this year! we're all gonna move on from here! stronger and better!&lt;br /&gt;once again, MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113539481820207436?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113539481820207436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113539481820207436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113539481820207436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113539481820207436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-and-foremost.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113507580933130785</id><published>2005-12-20T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T19:00:57.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH MAN! WOOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooohoo! the trip's great! yeaaah man! i wanna thank God for giving me a super bonded team, full of beautiful girls inside and out, a great coach who helped us thru everything and being ever-thoughtful, and... wahahahahaha the chance to meet Saiful! (i'm sure the whole team agrees to that!) the guys were exceptionally uncooperative than usual but they are quite nice except some pple like my mortal who failed to reply me and stone-faced me even tho i treat him so nicely! and so, that's nothing to thank for :P the trip there was really long but shorter than the previous time i went! phew! the bus was damn shiok! we girls really had fun writing to our mortals even tho they never wrote back but some did return gifts. yeah, i particularly enjoyed threatening to stab my mortal with... a toothpick from the buffet breakfast and that was his present (maybe that's y he nv wrote back). well, elly suggested fork but dun wanna get into trouble for stealing a fork. all the other letters were hilarious too! especially sanjeet's one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip really taught everyone a lot of things. it was a whole new experience and we had fun which is the most impt thing! whoooaa! we had our signature lingo: YEAH MAN! WHOOO! thruout the trip.. we had a wild PARTY! we had fun teasing Cheryl and Woodstock! hope they will get together, you know... all the crazy games we played! Peisee forever protecting her styled hair which looked like she just woke up from bed... Elly n i with new hairstyles (which Mark Lam said he'll give me $2 to get a new haircut and donate $1 to the Save Elly's Hair Fund GRRRR!!) oggling at NTU no22 &amp; 26 (why did we have to find out that they r smokers?) and Saiful (with the charming, mesmerising, breath-taking smile)... photo-taking!!! lotsa things happened during the trip, including being harrassed by this malaysian team that was living beside our rooms and Charles was angry at them... and for not recieving any gifts from some of our Angels, there is always the logical reason made up by Huifen: Pretty Girls Are Always Ostracised! WHY?? why must peisee, fen, meiying n me be so pretty? no wonder we didnt receive any gifts! Meiying n i have so much chemistry! we can do the Yeah Man so well! and we planned to direct, script-write and act in our potential best-selling idol series JEL! hhahaahaah it started becuz we enjoyed teasing n disturbing the small Westwood boys... esp this 3 who love to sticking with each other... the super dao &amp;amp; act cool &amp; the brother look like he's from some gang- Jordan, the one we nicknamed Speckiez cuz he look like he popped out of BookWorm and looks like the manager of his team telling his players to shoot at an angle of 30degrees and a force of 75N to score- Edwin, and lastly, the tallest among them and looks like AstroBoy &amp;amp; Peterpan &amp;amp; nicknamed as Lessie (the dog), Leslie! together, they make up the "Ultimate Boyband" of the century, JEL! Meiying n i crapped up the entire show while watching matches! OMG! Manda's Yeah Man is totally bimbotic! and she's disgusting cuz on the last night, i turned arnd in my sleep and got a shock! i almost kissed her cuz she was sharing my pillow instead of her own! how sly! anyway, Manda and Andrew shared a Pringle! how romantic.... hahahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the trip was a success! and i guess everyone who went will nv forget it for the rest of their lives! YEEEAAAHHH MMMAAANN!!!! now that we're back, hopefully we will all work even harder, now that we have seen for ourselves that we have much more to develop on! and the team can only get more n more united! can't wait for Wendy, Fizah and Shu Wen to join us! AJ HOCKEY GIRLS RAWKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113507580933130785?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113507580933130785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113507580933130785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113507580933130785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113507580933130785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/yeah-man-wooo-wooohoo-trips-great.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113444211753246180</id><published>2005-12-13T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T10:48:37.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo! countdown: 2 more days to something exciting! packed my bag and ready to goooo! these many weeks have been spending a great deal of time at trainings and with my lovable team! last friday we have our mini movie marathon at cheryl's place! her house rocks! it's so nice and cozy and the furnishings are commendable! like a whole bunch of us were cuddled tgt watching the movies! we watched "Chicken Little" first. the reason we wanted to watch it was cuz of mei mei n her influence of that C.Little ad song! we wanted to watch it in the cinemas but decided against it... luckily we didn't. it SUCKED, right girls? hahaha apart from the little cute orange alien and the fish out of water, the rest of the movie, the plot, the moral of the story etc is aimless. haha! but we did have our share of laughs! after the movie, everyone was like, "ERRR..." i think that just described how we rated the movie. then we picked out a 2nd movie! it's called, "Save the Last Dance"! it's an old movie but it was much much waaaay better! like this girl who's this wonderful ballerina went for this impt audition but her mum died on the way to her audition! and she nv wanted to dance ballet again, and so she moved in with her dad n they lived in place populated with blacks! and the rest of the show is so much abt hiphop and clubbing and some issues... the last part was the best!! she mixed like ballet and hiphop for her audition n she made it! damn cool! hahahaha after that, we watched "Before They Were Stars"! we were all trying to guess the stars on tv! it's one of those nice shows when u're sitting with ur good friends or family and going thru such a bonding event like... guessing the guy or gal on tv! so homey! cheryl's hse is full of mirrors! why am i not surprised? thanks babe for lending ur home! wish to head back there agn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was macritchie. turn out rate really bad. but can't blame em some really cant make it. it was horrible for me cuz for the first time in my life (ok maybe not) i dun feel tired aft that 4.8km run and i wanted to go thru all the conditioning cuz they more fun then the prev time! but when i did my first sprint, this acute pain ran thru my right leg! i wanted to scream! i freakin' PULLED my HAMSTRING! dammit! and it's bad cuz it's no joke! i still wanna play, and i'm still young! aaarrrgghhh! i just gotta rest and i pray it'll totally cure! i wanna do gym work but i cant even sit on my toilet bowl properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, trngs been great! i love doing short corners! but i hate it when i hit someone! i'm so sorry for all those whom i accidentally hit! sorry! sorry! to make it up, i'll whack our opponents for u all! i hope something worst will happen to them =x my sincere apologies to cheyl... i hit her chest area! hahahhaa! woops that wasnt revenge for meiying's violated chest, i swear! hmmm! i've seen improvement in the team and i'm damn happie abt it! hope we'll advance more from here! charles has been a wonderful coach! i think im afraid of lunges now... im in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaahha lotsa other things happened during and after trngs! do you know what's our motivation? no, it's who's our motivation? JESSICA ALBA!!!!! ahahahah! every time we do physical, we tell ourselves we're ALBAS-TO-BE!! manda and her thick skin! she claims she's alba no.1! but now i thnk za's alba no.1 cuz she's been doing lotsa work for goalie! manda wants to be albe no.1.01.... lame! WENDY COME BACK AND KICK HER TO ALBA NO.15!!! really miss our missing members wend n cindia! cindia just came back yest (: wendyyyy where r u?? lalalala ZA + PEISEE + MEI + ME = THE ULTIMATE QUARTET VS. CHERYL IN THE ULTIMATE HISTORY LESSON!!! internal joke wahahahaahhahaahahahhahaha! Cheryl claims the Berlin Wall is made out of chopped arms. hmm? since when did Hitler=Hilter? and (laughs) Cheryl is so right about "Hilter" being a Japanese who tried to occupy S'pore but was killed in Pulau Tekong! and the Pyramid was built in worship of the Sun God (says the to-be-famous historical fiction author, me). my co-writer, Meiying says Cheryl can ask anybody about the Concentration Camps in Pulau Tekong! and "Hilter's" moustache is made of the hairs of those whom he killed because i have historical evidence that he's a saddist! WAHAHAHHAHHA! Cheryl, do us proud and tell that to your brother! how can he not know? he's a history student! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113444211753246180?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113444211753246180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113444211753246180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113444211753246180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113444211753246180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/woohoo-countdown-2-more-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113394564834057315</id><published>2005-12-07T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:02:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trng was yet again very productive! 8 more days to the big P and we really must prepare ourselves! yar 8 more days.. and counting down. at th end of trng, gotta do physical. in the end, only cheryl, mei mei, diana, sharm n me! haha the rest very poor thing got probs. hope elly will cheer up yeah! she sprained her ankle a bit today. hope she's feeling much better now :D physical was like sprint 3x400m per person, shuttle run n circuit. omg circuit was damn fun lah! haha we had to do push ups first, then superman.. superman is the one where u lay flat on ur tummy n u noe flop like a dead fish or a cockroach! haha we renamed it as fried fish! like having spasm! damn spastic! then we did krutches (in the shed) and telling ourselves we'll have jessica alba's n fergie's hot bods soon! lol! last one was burpies! sun damn scorching! when we finished, there was this major sense of achievement! like we were the strongest girls in AJ cuz we survived! wahahaha went NYP for lunch! super satisfying! can't wait fer next trng cuz there's lots to tell da girls n we're having a Movie Marathon at someone's house! hehe Chicken Little!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the story that u will be reading next is HORRIFYING and totally UNFORTUNATE!&lt;br /&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;TRAPPED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(based on a true story from Jessica Chew)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no not based, it IS true!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was feeling extremely exhausted. Training really took away all my energy, and having had lunch made me feel exceptionally sleepy. I was in my bus, the only bus available that goes back to my house. The Double Decker Bus 86! I will never forget that bus! Soon, I was swept to dreamland, oblivious about my surroundings. Reality fade away and I was peacefully resting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suddenly, there was a sound! The air-con above me and the lights turned off! I jerked awake only to find the bus I was in was in darkness! My instinct was to run down the stairs to the first floor of the bus. The bus was nicely parked in a lot in the interchange... but the engine was turned off and the bus driver was no where to be found! I was trapped! I was locked in the bus! There was no buses next to the one I was in! For the first time in my life, I felt the sense of being lost and vulnerable and... yes, trapped! Like a bird in a cage! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I called my mum, and she was in disbelieve! All she could say was, "Ahyo, next time don't sleep on the bus." and she laughed. But I was still trapped! I called Amanda. She lives in Sengkang and near that horrible interchange. She laughed really hard and as comforting as she could be, she said, "If you're still trapped there after half an hour, I will go there and save you!" Now, that was very comforting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, a miracle came! A bus parked next to my bus! It turned on all its lights and the bus driver checked that no passengers are still on the bus... something my bus driver clearly didn't accomplish! And so, I was jumping and pounding on the bus windows, trying desperately to get his attention even though I probably acted like a monkey in its enclosure. He didn't see me! I tried doing more elaborate actions like a big wave! The driver was concentrating on sweeping his bus! From the front to the back to the front again, he still failed to see me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was desperate. I have been trapped for more than 15 minutes! I went up to the driver's seat. I wanted to look for a button to open the door but I was afraid I'd do something worst! Then I saw the tiny window and I really wanted to crawl out! But the Lord has eyes! The driver saw me when he came down from his bus to empty his dust pan! His expression was priceless! It was as though he saw a ghost! I gestured that I am trapped and I want to get out. He walked over to the bus and pressed a button! Oh, the automated door opened! I saw the light! Finally, I was saved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And so, children, the moral of the story is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Never sleep on buses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you for your kind attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113394564834057315?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113394564834057315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113394564834057315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113394564834057315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113394564834057315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/trng-was-yet-again-very-productive-8.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113388281365122093</id><published>2005-12-06T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:26:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>six december! today was a really great day! i thot it'll be much of a disappointment.. haha thot i'd stay home and rot! but neh, last nite was happily talking to CHOW!!! missed her so much! really can count on her cuz she's damn free this entire hols! decided to u know see the seniors at their prom today (: met chow first then u noe we got prezzies fer them! met aud first at wisma n she was damn beautiful in her purple dress! she really went with the prom theme! we were like waiting for bugger for really looonnggg.... ahahah but before that, we met up with den! gosh she was wearing this black dress n she looked way hot! nick was much better looking today all dressed up n u noe like more formally than usual! then bugger showed up! finally! haha she didnt know where the ball room is exactly! she was wearing a halter! omg! she's a babe!!! awww my seniors have all like flourished into beautiful young women! yeeeaaaahhh! sadly, cant contact the other seniors but got bugger to pass the prezzies to them! sighs wish to see more of them! but damn it can't go in sia! the teachers were like standing by the doorway like guards! just wanted to see how a Meritus Mandrin ballroom looks like n how diff it is to the Swissotel one we had! lim kok wee was being a kock! hahaha :P oh in case u're wondering, the prezzie was this really damn damn damn nice smiley face cookie with deco n all! damn sweeeettt! ooh and we stumbled upon the almightey Meiji corner!!! saw this freakin huuggee chocolate bar/piece/board that's like abt A3 size!! *fainted* lalala saw BERN working! wrappin prezzies! whoa bet it's quite fun! too bad i aint got the wrapping skills lah! hope she's havin loads of fun!! hhmmm.. in the end, i decided to give wei a present since last nite he asked whether there's present for him or not.. lol! poor guy, no alcohol fer him cuz of his painkillers.. woops didnt noe if i spite him with the 12 diff alcoholic chocs! wahaha! siala he was lookin' gorgeous too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn hungry! chow n i went heeren's sakae sushi to eat! nice nice! damn sakae sushi kept playing their "Sakae Sushi" song with this disgusting singer! chow n i were like ewwww. sounds as tho they get the staff members to sing it or smthg! then we were sitting at the end of the conveyor belt so chow was saying we can put the plates back or throw our plates back into the kitchen that was just beside us! i ate until i want to sleep! haha it was a very satisfying meal! but the chawanmushi sucked- tasteless n too eggy. town closes like reeeaaallll early! boring. saw this new lounge called Balcony @ Heeren! looks damn good with their waterfall n a herd of white swinging chairs! deco was lovely! we like accidentally went in with chow mistaking it for a CD shop! ahhaahhaah! was abt 9.30++ decided to head back home.. really tired some how n i was making nonsensical crappy statements n laughing abt it thinking it was a funny joke n chow didnt get it n when i said, "it's funny wad" and repeated the "joke", i realised, it wasnt funny at all cuz it didnt make any freakin sense! hiiiigghhh too much green tea! LOL sighs wanted to go Rav but neh decided against it. no company n tmr there's trng early in da morn lah! hmm wonder who's the prom king n queen... time to dig news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOW I LUV YOUUU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113388281365122093?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113388281365122093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113388281365122093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113388281365122093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113388281365122093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/six-december-today-was-really-great.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113376650941315860</id><published>2005-12-05T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:37:44.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew! everything has cleared up (: finally things r looking bright! za n i spent the wkend together to sort out loads of stuff abt the team.. we had learnt a lot after talking to ms tay n coach. i'm glad everything's alright now so yay! haha! today sat down with the team n laid out some ground rules, what's expected of 'em n of cuz good news n things to look forward to (: charles was right n i guess i came back stronger, becoming more authoritative. i feel this change is so much better! the team knows that when i want something done, it better be done n at the same time, rule no1 states: have fun, be passionate abt the game. n today, i've seen a miracle! the girls were so lively n enthusiastic n serious abt performance! i dunno man, that feeling was like a mix of contentment, excitedness n being truely proud of each n every member of the team! hey if any of u girls r reading this, i'm damn appreciative for all the cooperation u guys have shown me today (: u girls really made the change, made the difference n that shouldnt stop there. cuz if we continue with such positive vibes n that willingness to strive n that hunger for the ball, we WILL go the distance TOGETHER! well, glad there's many opportunities to come n we have to be get ready n be prepared to face our opponents! hehehhee plus lots of fun, maybe sick, stuff!!! the team really warmly received Toylene today! goodness, very long time nv see her n she's grown chubbier n cuter! her hits r damn power! haha! just hope she can make it into the sch n be with the team cuz she does want to be with us (: ohhhhohohoho it's so sweet to hear the truth.. toy said she thinks the team is nice n pretty! right on! waahahahhahahaahahahahahhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AJHOCKEYGIRLS&lt;br /&gt;hockey hockey hockey wooosh!&lt;br /&gt;"it's not how good you are,&lt;br /&gt;it's how bad you want it!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;how bad do you want to win?&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/8922086-113376650941315860?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113376650941315860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113376650941315860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113376650941315860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113376650941315860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/phew-everything-has-cleared-up-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113353085143781355</id><published>2005-12-02T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T21:40:51.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love za's entry (:&lt;br /&gt;in a few words, she can sum up wad is needed to be known! funny how life's so unpredictable. funny how money can change a person inside out. funny how we r gravely misunderstood. we are appalled. no team spirit? no interest? now, who r u to question that? do u even know wad's been happening in ur so-called "background"? do u know what some of us have to go thru n sacrifice just to make it for one trng? do u know that all of us sacrifice cuz we sincerely want to come for trng? do you know that all of us dun do things for the sake of doing so which is how u've miraculously seem to have interpretated? how would u have known? u weren't even around.. there is no room for emotions for you. fine thank you. do we look like we fancy ur contradicting words n hypocrisy? i dare say that we arn't wad u pin pointed us to be! we have much more spirit, much more determination! sorry if we dun shout it out at the top of our lungs n let the whole world know. quote from manda: quiet doesnt mean low morale. funny ain't it? the team's not giving up a cent, but u've already given up a bank! demoralised? you or us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;we're stronger than u think.&lt;br /&gt;i wun allow u to harm the team.&lt;br /&gt;i wun allow u to vent ur anger on us&lt;br /&gt;just cuz we're sensitive. bully.&lt;br /&gt;changing for the worst, eh?&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn angry now.&lt;br /&gt;hockey girls have more backbone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113353085143781355?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113353085143781355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113353085143781355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113353085143781355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113353085143781355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-zas-entry-in-few-words-she-can.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113343626540234671</id><published>2005-12-01T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:24:25.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe i'm baaaack!!!&lt;br /&gt;spent one wk driving n eating arnd m'sia&lt;br /&gt;thot i'd die there! i missed s'pore so much!&lt;br /&gt;i miss training cuz every day i&lt;br /&gt;spent eating n sleeping&lt;br /&gt;i felt one tyre fatter!&lt;br /&gt;i miss the entire hockey team!&lt;br /&gt;last nite i dreamt that i was hitting arnd&lt;br /&gt;then all the beautiful smiling faces of&lt;br /&gt;the hockey girls (: then chicken little!&lt;br /&gt;but when i woke up i was still in the hotel...&lt;br /&gt;i miss the mamasans!&lt;br /&gt;i miss doing stupid things with the gang!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go for trng tmr!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go out with the mamasans!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go out with bern, ally &amp; simin!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go for OBS outing in Changi!&lt;br /&gt;gosh... i love my bed n my bathroom (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113343626540234671?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113343626540234671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113343626540234671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113343626540234671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113343626540234671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-cant-believe-im-baaaack-spent-one-wk.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113316569914424315</id><published>2005-11-28T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T08:12:45.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;OBS in Pulau Ubin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.my.gosh! just went for OBS and it was so damn fun! yeah! had to wake up like really early to go to school! there i've made a new friend, Celine from tennis, while waiting for the bus to come (: it was like both of us dun really noe the other CCA leaders very well except for Jun Kai, so we were like in the same boat (: this was how she introduced herself, "hi, i'm celine. celine dion the celine." wahahaha! and then we realised our bags are the biggest among all the cca leaders who were gg for the trip also! how did they manage to stuff all their stuff into such a small luggage? i guess we're smarter.. put in a big bag so when we open, can see everything! no need to squeeze and shove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally when we reached Pulau Ubin on this boat called Harmony (lame. the 2nd boat was called Melody.) was damn excited! celine and i were like acting sociable, going around, forming this big circle and asking everybody for their names =X later on we got split up into our various groups/watches. we weren't in the same grp but i really love my watch! JUNKO! it's very japanese and usually, we like to pronounce it as Junk-o! my watch was made up of jun kai (tent carrier), wen ee (chef), joanna ("aj idol"), joshua (tent pitcher + unsuccessful pacer), amanda, wan ting, wen si, jelene, chinping (my kayaking partner), benjamin (tracker), yewe (assistant navigator) and last but definitely not the least... bing! yup! my watch was made up of pple frm AJ, NJ n SRJC (: thank God we didn't have like little secondary students to babysit =X my watch is like so enthusiastic! i'm so glad everyone was really into doing things together! lots of hilarious moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing is like the funniest! when u first see him, he looks really nerdy. he's from NJ. but one miraculous day, after trekking almost the whole of ubin, we made our campsite and we were eating instant noodles.. but we were horrified to know that we couldn't find our cutleries! and so Bing, being the indochinese, was eating his noodles with his bare hands and slurpping like a someone who hasn't eaten for weeks! all of a sudden, he told everyone that he isn't just indochinese, he had holland blood in him too and that his family speaks German! we were like damn shock for a few seconds! Bing looks very chinese actually.. n when he spoke German, we were rather impressed! then, with his super ultra lazy voice (which he doesn't think it's funny but we do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing: "actually my full name is very long.."&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: "what is it?"&lt;br /&gt;Bing: "it sounds like a soccer star.."&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: "just tell us!"&lt;br /&gt;Bing: "it's very long.. Johannes Bernardo Bing Christanto!"&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: *time stopped + jaws dropping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! it was so damn cool! omg! and when we asked for his chinese name, he said in his very broken chi, Chen Wei Ping.. he said his family made up his chinese surname cuz he doesn't have one and so it was Tan because his real surname ChrisTANto has a Tan in it! omg that was so lame! Bing didn't stop there. he really amused us further! he started talking about the transverstites in Changi! he told us that he and his friends during one of the days before OBS, deliberately went to Changi to hunt for transverstites cuz they wanted to see! Bernardo was like describing how they sit and walk! then he said he was riding this 2 persons bicycle and this trans walked up to him n said, "san shi kuai er yi! ($30 only!)" Bing was imitating the trans' disgustingly sweet voice! he decided to play along! Bing replied, "shi kuai ke yi ma? ($10 can?)" the trans squealed, "shi kuai wo zhi tuo diao shang yi!! ($10 i only take off my top!)" so Bing didn't want the trans to assume that he is serious, so he quickly said, "oh, then i don't want." and rode his bicycles off! omg! thruout the trip he kept saying it was fun to hook transverstites! HAHAHAHA! our OBS Junko Outing will definitely be at Changi! we're gonna get him to perform his Oscar Winning Act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? OBS was really damn fun! moreover it was mobile! first day learnt the basics like how to pitch a tent, cook food, kayaking, capsizing, rescuing! 2nd day was rock climbing! 3rd day was our Land Expedition! hehe! i was navigator! fun! we like carried our 20kg++ bags around the island! but it was really wonderful cuz everyone was cheering each other on! joanna cant stop singing, "we are going to the zoo zoo zoo! how abt you you you! you can come too too too! we are going to the zoo zoo zoo!" and everytime a mode of transportation goes pass, she'll say her daddy was checking on her! goodness! she can really raise our spirits! sleeping in flooded tents, waking up at 4am realising u have a tap in ur tent, feeling cold wet n hungry just stank (literally cuz we didn't get to bathe for 3 days)! 4th day was our Sea Ex! headed by Joshua who always pitches the tents but always gets to sleep in the worst tent that he pitches! the sea ex was the most fun! we kayaked from sea to meandering mangrove swamps with black water and sinking black lumpy mud to sea again! chinping n i were sweeper so we had to help other kayaks n yes stepping into that swamp mud was not very likable :P aft retiring from ur job, we decided to play "speedboat" and ended up kayaking really fast, zooming pass other kayaks in our expedition! at night we had night walk.. not much kick actually! last day was really sad... we really went thru a lot tgt n OBS was really a once in a life time experience! everyone shld go at least once! altho we went home with a lot of bite marks from monsterous creatures of the insect world, but we really brought back with us many other things. i guess u can say that we all came back as a stronger n more decisive person (: i definitely miss the feeling of being in a team! and i know for sure that once i'm back in s'pore, i'll work harder n make a bigger contribution to my current team (: damn it i really miss all my hockey girls! they say they missed me! waahahahhahahaha! I'LL BE BACK SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113316569914424315?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113316569914424315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113316569914424315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113316569914424315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113316569914424315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/obs-in-pulau-ubin-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113248350540798062</id><published>2005-11-20T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:45:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn it. sometimes i just have to ask myself.. is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;arrrgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'll be going off to OBS in Pulau Ubin!&lt;br /&gt;hah! i kinda dun wanna go cuz i'll b missin' trngs&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it'll be fun from wad i hear?&lt;br /&gt;feelin' a bit uncomfortable cuz i dun really noe&lt;br /&gt;the other cca leaders.&lt;br /&gt;(maybe cuz i didnt wanna noe them) =x&lt;br /&gt;but maybe aft OBS i'll have more friends?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully :D&lt;br /&gt;alritey i'll really really miss all my close friends here!&lt;br /&gt;mamasans! and pple like bern, ally, simin etc&lt;br /&gt;bye people... and hello insect world!&lt;br /&gt;uuurrgg.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided. in order to entertain myself&lt;br /&gt;during OBS, i shall observe the foreseeable&lt;br /&gt;humour of "palm tree" surviving OBS&lt;br /&gt;and report them to the mamasans!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope i won't be in the same grp&lt;br /&gt;as "palm tree"! the canoe will tilt or&lt;br /&gt;he may scream aft climbing the 1st rock&lt;br /&gt;on the rock wall! O.O&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113248350540798062?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113248350540798062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113248350540798062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113248350540798062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113248350540798062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113230475487224427</id><published>2005-11-18T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T17:15:24.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last nite i was like suppose to watch HPGoF. then cine like claimed i didn't booked when my booking was like confirmed and their freakin phone thingy like didn't ask me for payment which i presume it's payment on collection. grrrr! met up with bern first n she accompanied me to buy present! hehehe! i'm so excited! she's gonna help me with my masterpiece on sun! it's a secret... then we met up with simin! goodness so long nv see her! she's still quite the same simin we know but she told us so many exciting things! like her life in NYP and that she's in Foreign Body and their currently dancing STREET HIPHOP! and her course is designing and the presentation n stuff sounds like fun! since we had nth to do, aft our dinner we went NYP to check out the dancers! my goodness! hiphop is so cool! we were in this studio with mirrors everywhere! saw this damn HOT guy! eurasian! fainted. they can dance so well! hot + talented... wad r the chances? LOL. the girls r HOT too! goodness they r simply gorgous n they can really shake! bern n i like learnt so many things n we were half regretting our current lives... hahhaa! had a wonderful heart-to-heart talk with bern abt none other than life itself. and u noe i really appreciate how she'll alws stand by my side n tell me things that i needed to hear. i really treasure her existance! guess i became more optimistic after yesterday. life has so much more to offer, i should just move on with no regrets (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's trng wasnt vigorous (: mostly skills and vid session! i'm so glad i'm finally pickin' up the pieces in my life.. my hits n pushes n taps n sweeps n slap shots r more controlled n powerful now! tho charles only said "good" once but it's enuff to give me more confidence in myself. the vid session was great! charles really went thru the trouble of getting it from his friend overseas! it's very helpful! can teach the diff skills n techniques then keep replaying then show how was it used during an actual game! then slow motion! waaaaah! ASTOUNDING! then they show some really outstanding players! the music was very funny! techno! or some simply funny ones! hahahaha! realised the hockey guys have a good sense of humour esp nawal! hahahaha sick but funny! jonathan's damn joker too! whenever charles pause the vid, then after a while it will cont by itself. then charles told jonathan to press the pause button whenever it conts by itself again. then he was so scared and said there must be a ghost! charles said something like, "see the size of u.. but actually u're a teddy bear!" omg i have found my idol! MINKE SMABERS! she's damn pretty and sweet and definitely skilled! omg she's got really good ball control! she really has very sweet features! shall aim to be as skillful as her! hahhahaah cute name! minke! minke rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113230475487224427?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113230475487224427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113230475487224427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113230475487224427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113230475487224427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-nite-i-was-like-suppose-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113213071680376342</id><published>2005-11-16T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:54:22.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe i woke up late today! and i was like Flash. flashing around my house and in 15 mins i was out of the house to meet za, manda n huifen to take da bus to macritchie! haha! luckily we planned to meet early which is good! the bus was... let's just say taking the passengers sight-seeing. dorene was so cute! she was initially like one of the earliest but she missed her stop and travelled to SCGS! so she gotta take the bus back in the opposite direction! haha! in the end she was the last one who arrived! ahyo.. i think today all the girls did well! c'mon most of them r doing this for their first time? or like actually running bcuz timings r taken! elly n i were ahead and we felt like dying cuz we thot after passing 2 bus stops, the road seemed nv ending! then we saw a little dog. so elly said, "let's run pass the dog!" so we picked up speed. and soon we saw the turning and we finished the run! only both of us passed by 3 seconds! 21.57min for girls' route. can be improved! conditioning was seriously tiring! i was like breathless and my face was totally white! hahaha come to think abt it, i could have been stronger! thinks r still not lookin' up. in fact, bad things r happening. i must be strong but isn't there a limit? u want me to wear a mask? i understand why but if u were me and if u would've known the reason why i broke down then i tnk u will understand why i couldn't control my tears. no one knows and no one understand cuz i m not allowed to bother others with problems. good luck to me. still, i wanna thank all the girls who have supported me (: whether it's a little, "go jess!"or "u can do it!" or a pat on the back or even a support on the arm, i deeply appreciated all of these actions (: wad can i say? i have the best girls! no matter wad, i know we can pull through any obstacles simply with our unity! i just have to sort out my life. i'm a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;HAPPY 2ND ANNIVERSARY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;S.A.L.T.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaah S.A.L.T.'s my youth group in church and it's been great having friends who r important elements in the build-up of my spiritual life (: thank u salt for everything! u really made me look at my life in a clearer perspective. i noe wadeva im going thru is part of my teen life and according to God's will. i really accept this and i know in time, i'll be a better person! gonna celebrate! i'm so in charge of the celebration! and i have wonderful help from gabe frans, nadine, lynn, henry and all the facils! u guys r great! one person can only do so much! God Bless (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113213071680376342?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113213071680376342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113213071680376342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113213071680376342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113213071680376342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-cant-believe-i-woke-up-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113197713562645355</id><published>2005-11-14T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:06:49.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yest, went town with bern and really enjoyed the day n the company (: nice to see her agn tho it'll be livelier with ally! ally where r u?? my best friends lah! we shopped n shopped... i saw TING! n the only words i could utter were "omg" and "i can't believe this" hahaha i mean it's been so long since i last seen her... like face to face! i mean so many things have happened n our lives changing in front of our eyes. really miss her! what can i say? 1st 3 months were one of the most significant time periods in my entire life! n she of cuz is one of the most significant person that crossed paths with me (: u have no idea wad i bought *winks* bern knows.... and it's so ***! wad can i say? the store assistant was so friendly towards us! we were like friends! haha! i mean when i wore it, i nv thot i could look like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i guess i can really count on my mamasans (: really lookin' forward to 6 dec! gigi's gonna book a suite for all of us in galleria hotel and we're gonna party the night away! lotsa rotr n h2o arctic! hahaahhaah! wonderful! lotsa things to expect... well praying i can get into rav (cross my fingers) i noe it's gonna be a different experience esp with the gang! i foresee lotsa humorous stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of mockability, cdp was an overall success (glad so) with the wonderful team i have (which is my class haha thanks guys!) but i threw my face in front of half the J1 cohort! now people are blackmailing me to either know wad happened or so that i can't do something bad to them.... i shan't mention it becuz it's just embarrassing!! and thanks man, i have pple telling me their entire group contributed to the roaring laughter that resounded in the MPH! u all are so insensitive! it's just a moment of blurness!!! arrrggghhhh!!!!! now im so traumatised that i can still hear laughter ringing in my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i'm a bit down. i just dun show it of cuz, like it matters. i want to pls everyone but it's not so simple when everytime i do a wrong thing, i am judged, i am given that look! that look! that loser look! so much so that im starting to judge myself. i know im good but i dun understand why i cant bring myself to show it! i play so much more differently in club tournaments... it's like i'm schizo! i guess i lack the motivation. i feel like im suffocating. stop it stop it! stop looking at me! stop judging me! i used to have so much passion, so happy and carefree when i play, im not troubled by mistakes cuz i was given so much trust that i'll definitely perform better and no one looks at me to pin point my every mistake. i felt free and comfortable and doing my best! but now it's the opposite. i feel watched. i feel like everytime i make one mistake, i'm dead. DEAD! and that made me feel like a LOUSY ASSHOLE! i want to prove myself, but i can't bring myself to do so. the whole atmosphere is wrong. and i'm an asshole. and to add on to my suffocation, i have more problems... i'm being watched again.... why can't u mind ur own business? why must i report everything, my daily schedule blah blah blah.... the worst feeling is that i know u guys r doing good for me but u've nv asked me how i felt abt it. I'M NO DIFFERENT FROM A SPECIMEN IN A CAGE. I DO BADLY FOR ONE TEST, I'M A LOUSY SPECIMEN. I MUST BE MONITORED. I MUST BE LOCKED INSIDE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113197713562645355?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113197713562645355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113197713562645355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113197713562645355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113197713562645355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/yest-went-town-with-bern-and-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113167502046439648</id><published>2005-11-11T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:20:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the week's been great! things are really lookin' up and i'm really happy! monday night, stayed over at gigi's house! goodness! homemade dinner was absolutely great! and seeing the SN Family Recipe Book made me wanna search for mine desperately! we had like really nice but a tad bit salty broccoli, shepherd's pie, lasagne and green tea! wahaaahhaa! quite filling! after that, we went into the movie room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... "HOUSE OF WAX"... only the scariest, most gory movie i've ever seen! i found it worst than The Ring. i also found out that for ghosts movie, i keep quiet and stare in horror at the screen. unfortunately, House of Wax isn't. it's a human-kill-human with lots of blood and stabbing and more disgusting things i could never had conjured up in my head before i watched the show... movie. and i was utterly embarrassed. i screamed, i rolled of the sofa, i held on to gigi n qiqi n pipi like if i don't i'd fall off a cliff. and i cried! hah! xixi was like, "oh jess..." and i was like left to hug a humongous pillow cuz gigi went to sit with lili. IT'S THE MOST TRAUMATISING MOVIE i've ever watched!!! but then again.... Chad Michael Murray is HOT!!! and after the movie, i looked like i just came out from a bombed building alive. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we did the most WRONG thing... we watched LEGALLY BLONDE 2! hahaah! it was like totally weird. like one minute i survived a bombing and the next minute i was playing in Disneyland! at the beginning of the show got this part where 'Capital Barbie' opened her door and the house was in total darkness. everyone was like expecting to pounce out and kill her! but of cuz we're talking about Legally Blonde after all and the next thing was... "Surprise!" (some birthday party with her sistas) and 'Capital Barbie' went, "Omg!" (in a bimbo/ditzy fashion)... THAT WAS JUST SO WRONG! haha but the show wasn't that bad. it's only just the ultimate chick-flick in the world! sweat-drops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW was so yesterday! literally! mine was done with gigi's group and elly's group! haha! elly was damn funny! her QNA was "how would they keep up with changing fashion trends?" then she replied (i thot it was rather smart of her), something about reading magazines to find out the latest popular colour.... *looks at one if the invigilators wearing PURPLE*... and said, "like now, the current trend is PURPLE! i know so because yesterday I read Her World and Female." hahahaahah! and for my OP speech, the purple teacher put down her pen and smiled at me! ahahaaaa! i hope she'll gimme a nice grade! man, i'm really proud of everyone and especially my group! we've gone through so much! and just like we have set out at the beginning, we wanted to be the best (: and no matter what, i already feel that we have achieved that! i sincerely pray that everyone will get at least a Band 2! and of cuz my group, all Band 1! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later got training! WOOHOO! after like almost one entire wk of no-training! can finally whack some balls! love to see my teammies! lalalallalallalalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, KONG AND GIGI TONG! I AM NOT ADHD!!!! my spouse said she likes M-I-L-O. i didn't hear her say properly so i said Huh? .... yar i know it's only 4 letters! but i truthfully wasn't paying attention! (oh crap, they're gonna say i'm ADHD again) and so the 2 scoundrels were laughing at my slowness! when i got it, i said, "oh! milo!" and KING KONG trying to be sarcastic with me said, "no. no. it's Martini In Liquid Orange!"....... and then, sorry lah, i pronounced Tequila wrongly an GIGI TONG! u're my sister! how can you mock me till no end?? where is the sisterly love? i had to show my dismay so i whacked gigi and she said i'm showing obvious symptoms of ADHD! this is UNACCEPTABLE!!!! ok we watched EXOCISM OF EMILY ROSE! IT REALLY TOUCHED ME! and i think it just made my FAITH grew stronger! i'm really proud to be a ROMAN CATHOLIC and i won't give it up for the world!! praise to the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113167502046439648?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113167502046439648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113167502046439648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113167502046439648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113167502046439648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/weeks-been-great-things-are-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113120099883270209</id><published>2005-11-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:29:59.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;sentosa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up like damn early. it's just my biological clock which i really hate. anyway, today was meant to be great and it really is! took my own sweet time to get to Harbourfront MRT and still, i was the first! but like after a few minutes, thank goodness wendy, cheryl and meiying arrived! sadly, not the entire AJ Hockey Girls team was present today due to various reasons but i'm glad already that most of 'em came! we had to wait for the rest so wend, cheryl, meimei n i went to have breakfast at Macs! HOTCAKES!! luv 'em till the end of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day just had to start of with rain. rain rain rain! the weather is not good these few days! the 4 of us arrived at PALAWAN first (: nothin to do yet cuz the clouds are not clearing! the sun is not in sight at all! we made the words 'AJ HOCKEY' and took very interesting photos!!! wendy! potential professional photographer of the century! later on the rest joined us! cindia, dorene, marie, shuwen, manda n huifen! yeah! woah fen n mei n dorene r like damn gd volleyballers! haha! first time playing volleyball for real! LOL! i can only bloody hell serve but sometimes (occassionally) some good shots (: not bad already larh. our ball got stuck in a coconut tree! hahaah the friendly people there tried all means to help us get it down! and the worst thing was the tree got HORNETS! which made me laugh cuz our hockey girls team name is AJ HORNETS! sounds intimidating eh? shuwen tried to borrow an oar! but the person dun allow. then this guy took one of the humongous umbrellas from the stands and helped us! haah! thanks sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the friendly people invited us to play volleyball with them in the court. damn happy to play. like so challenging and interesting! we were doing well!!! haha sadness engulfed me when i felt there was a difference between my left n right hand. i stepped out of the game n realised my right hand near the thumb area was swollen! OUCH! got BLUE BLACK! damn painful.. at the beginning it felt very numb. shuwen n marie were very nice to have gotten ice for me! thanks! cheryl was really nice too to have sat by me n use ice to rub my swollen hand n wrist areas (: damn touching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides volleyball, another highlight was when wend, manda n i went soaking in the sea! damn nice! can exfoliate! we talked about loads of stuff. goodness all the talking of ya-know intimate subjects really got us all HORNY! wahahah! and manda! she's like worst than me! u ought to stop checking out my ass! we had a wonderful and satisfying dinner @ Harbourfront (: cheryl is still as gullible as ever! first we told her there are DUNGEONS in our school! she believed. and she can't wait to go inside of it! (if it even exists) then i told her my Sentosa Island Life bag is free. we said there's this shop beside 7-11 that sells Sentosa things and anybody can take them for FREE! hahaha! cheryl said she will get the back the next time! we had to sweatdrop! we did some shopping after dinner (: bought this really nice Esprit tube top :D MANDA &amp; CHERYL ought to be shot dead! they are planning to do something disgusting to all of us during the trip! and them being our team's horniest isn't a good thing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THIS TEAM (:&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF YOU GIRLS REALLY MADE MY DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113120099883270209?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113120099883270209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113120099883270209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113120099883270209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113120099883270209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/sentosa-today-woke-up-like-damn-early.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113111451299660777</id><published>2005-11-04T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T22:28:33.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today didn't start off well.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up rather late.&lt;br /&gt;left my house at like 7.35am&lt;br /&gt;i needed to get to sch by 8am&lt;br /&gt;usually if it doesn't rain, i'll reach there perhaps like 5-10min late.&lt;br /&gt;but it just had to rain. so i was like damn damn late =x&lt;br /&gt;shucks! wad's worst was my mood.&lt;br /&gt;rain has a miraculous effect on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but it pisses me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;aft being used to being suaned by mamasans, being called ROTR, the joke now lies on PIPI! hahaha! she doesn't know wad WASTED is! joke of the century. i called her "MW (Mineral Water)" which we soon modified it to make it sound like a drink "H2O Arctic!" in other words, ice water. at least ROTR is more potent! haha! pipi n me share this same mockability. especially when we dunno chinese dishes! eh! i dunno canto okay! therefore, PIPI = H2O Arctic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on after sch, went MOS eat n drink. eat crepes n drink milk tea! n stole gigi's fries! woooo! thanks kong for the SOGGY FRY! i adore it! after my meeting, proudly found my way to QIQI's house! oooooh COOKIES! C is for Cookie and Cookie is for me! (x3) Cookie Cookie Cookie starts with C!!! yeaaah! and the KONG pringles! 8th World Wonder! hahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;KONG = 8TH WORLD WONDER! sounds like a cool drink eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Parent Trap + Mulan! oggling at Lee Shang! and laughing at Mushu! Mushu!!!! we like can memorise the songs n script already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113111451299660777?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113111451299660777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113111451299660777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113111451299660777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113111451299660777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-didnt-start-off-well.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113101283417726675</id><published>2005-11-03T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:12:03.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally back (:&lt;br /&gt;guess life after promos shld become more relax and i really entertain the fact that CLAO is a THE END now! no more farkin boring chi lessons, dun have to ever listen to the painful voice of my teacher! i dun care what results i will get for clao just as long as i dun fail. which i know i won't. and then PW has been smooth. what can i say? i have the best group (: OP though i don't feel like getting into the OP mood or getting into character, i'm quite proud of myself actually for the grading i get. thank God for everything (: training has been wonderful too... alright apart from the scotching sun that refuses to display benevolence. i'm freakin glad everything is much better now. the team has really gone thru a lot together. tho the number may be small now, but look, we're so much more united and bonded! i can just foresee a wonderful future ahead of us! it will only be a matter of time for everyone in the girls team to sing (howl) in the night while doing physical to get our minds off the pain apart from elly and i who have already been doing such a thing. we ought to do venture further than just westlife songs.. LOL :D and better still! this saturday, we're so going to PALAWAN @ SENTOSA to..... tan our disgusting legs! all credits to our wonderful shin guards that magically grant us with outstanding colour gradiants on our skin!! my heart goes out to cindia.. the most severely affected case of UTD (uneven tan disorder) and elly who has circles on her legs.. haha! then we're gonna go for STEAMBOAT @ Marina Bay! just wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh yeah! unforgettable! bern n i met up with fifi n his friends to go to this AC party @ Club Home. thank goodness it's ok to be underaged. met some people i recognised (: HAHA! my girls arh.. mamasans... jokers united! yeah i know i got the Gin Na Face (child face)! i admit it! but u guys dun have to be so crude! they said before i left, "when u're gonna order a drink, call us. pass the phone to the bartender and we'll order ROTR for u!" they BURST out laughing... what is ROTR? fifi kindly told me and i was raging! RIBENA ON THE ROCKS???!!!! the nerves my dears!!! the nerves!!! alright. met fifi's friends Hazmi and Amin. nice people (: we went there and i had the shock of my life... the free drink was like either 7-Up or Coke. ahaha! made me think... might as well ROTR! of cuz i didn't. nobody really started dancing till like 11++ . fifi n hazmi are great dancers. them teaching bern how to dance was a sight to behold! bern... poor girl... my heart goes out to u... maybe u'll improve (: hahaha! i swear u'll whack me if u read this just like how u injured fifi n haz! OOF!! that just gotta hurt! u noe all the MUSIC blasting, the dancing, the perspiring a little... it's fucking stress-relieving!! i really don't mind doing this again and again! once again, THANKS FIFI! great guy lah this bro! really took good care of da noobs! n probably the next time will be going with him again! wait till i ask my mum.. she'll BOOM EXPLODE! haha! but then again, after spending $17.90 on CAB FARE, all my mum said when i got home was, "turn of the lights when u're going to sleep." forgive me mum! sorry i lied abt some stupid midnight movie! haah! bern sleptover! was fun talking until we both fell asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are so fine now!&lt;br /&gt;MAMASANS, YOU GUYS ARE NEXT ONES ON THE ROTR LIST!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113101283417726675?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113101283417726675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113101283417726675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113101283417726675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113101283417726675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-back-guess-life-after-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113041737639246815</id><published>2005-10-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:49:36.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How Deep Is Your Love&lt;br /&gt;Bee Gees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your eyes in the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;I feel you touch me in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;And the moment that you wander far from me,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel you in my arms again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you come to me on a summer breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm in your love, then you softly leave.&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love?&lt;br /&gt;(How deep is your love? How deep is your love?)&lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools&lt;br /&gt;Breakin' us down, when they all should let us be.&lt;br /&gt;We belong to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;You know the door to my very soul.&lt;br /&gt;You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour.&lt;br /&gt;You're my savior when I fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not think I care for you,&lt;br /&gt;When you know down inside that I really do.&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;And you come to me on a summer breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm in your love, then you softly leave.&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love? How deep is your love?&lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools&lt;br /&gt;Breakin' us down, when they all should let us be.&lt;br /&gt;We belong to you and me. (Repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* oldies mood! haha! their just so nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113041737639246815?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113041737639246815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113041737639246815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113041737639246815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113041737639246815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-deep-is-your-love-bee-gees-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113033724477616350</id><published>2005-10-26T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:34:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yeah my prev entry's a bit angsty but frankly now i'm seriously okay and not that spastic any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's NE day... great! haha our tour guide looked like the screwed up version of elton john! wahahaha! he's seriously an arsehole. the first thing he said (i mean, screamed in the mic) was, "i want all of u to switch off ur handphones. not turn it into vibration or silent mode, but completely offed! and stop listening to ur mp3 players!" of cuz we didn't do as such. it was redundant. then he said, "ur parents must have paid a large amt of money for this tour and i dun want any of u distracted." it's like 6 bucks. dots. ok he is seriously insane. and he doesn't noe that the bus have like speakers everywhere n he was booming as if he doesn't noe he's using a mic. almost went deaf! then got one part, we went to NACLI's museum. outside the door, he gave a 15 minute totally off topic speech and of cuz boring but trying to make it sound totally exciting.. then upon reaching the climax.. "let's go in and find out!" ('elton john' flings the door wide open n stuts in! we all stood there in shock n the care taker of the museum quickly said, "excuse me sir, u're not suppose to go in yet." LAUGHED. goodness, he damn cheepo. we visited 2 temples. when we went into a taoist temple, the guide took so many sweets (offering) and stuffed them into his pocket then took so many free buddhism/taoism cds! haahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the trip was quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had trng today (: rather fine but i still feel tired! ahhhhghghh must sleep! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113033724477616350?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113033724477616350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113033724477616350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113033724477616350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113033724477616350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/haha-yeah-my-prev-entrys-bit-angsty.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-113015540371653493</id><published>2005-10-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:03:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't take this any more!&lt;br /&gt;i feel numb but at the same time&lt;br /&gt;i'm SCREAMING inside.&lt;br /&gt;why must all these happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;why me? why this year?&lt;br /&gt;when i am given this position?&lt;br /&gt;why must u do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;i'm screaming for an answer&lt;br /&gt;although i know u will never give&lt;br /&gt;me one that i will accept.&lt;br /&gt;cruel! cruel!&lt;br /&gt;i'm only 17! i'm YOUR age!&lt;br /&gt;i'm no different!&lt;br /&gt;i have to care for u, i have to&lt;br /&gt;care for others, i have to care for the sch,&lt;br /&gt;i have to care for my studies,&lt;br /&gt;and i have to care for my personal life!&lt;br /&gt;u think it's easy?&lt;br /&gt;no! fuck! hell no! it's not easy!&lt;br /&gt;it's not fucking easy!&lt;br /&gt;and u're making things worst!&lt;br /&gt;i always smile at everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;i look happy and carefree..&lt;br /&gt;true? no. i'm UNHAPPY! very!&lt;br /&gt;i cry! i always do! crying inside.&lt;br /&gt;slowly letting all my pent-up frustration&lt;br /&gt;inside consume me bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell. i'm not allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;because of u and because of who i am,&lt;br /&gt;i must carry everything on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;i bare everything for u!&lt;br /&gt;u ever tried lifting my burden?&lt;br /&gt;no! thanks! thanks for adding to it!&lt;br /&gt;today, i cried again.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not inside.&lt;br /&gt;i cried outside!&lt;br /&gt;i cannot contain. my heart is aching.&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you must be strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you cannot let anything bring you down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you cannot let anybody see you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because that's a weakness! don't show it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hide it! never over your dead body show it!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;i hid well. very well indeed.&lt;br /&gt;but today, i let it all out, not before closing&lt;br /&gt;and locking the door.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want anybody, not even&lt;br /&gt;my parents or grandma should see.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;why must u join us when u don't want to actually?&lt;br /&gt;u hurt me, u hurt everyone too.&lt;br /&gt;once u're gone. i will not smile at u.&lt;br /&gt;u dunno how my glare can bore through&lt;br /&gt;ur conscience and everyday u'll live&lt;br /&gt;in fear. u'll live in guilt forever.&lt;br /&gt;u'll go crazy. i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i miss somebody. somebody who knows me well.&lt;br /&gt;whom i can really talk to no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to bother that somebody.&lt;br /&gt;yet i need that somebody.&lt;br /&gt;i really need that somebody.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what, i have God.&lt;br /&gt;he's my pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;u're nothing but disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm disgust&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;d at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-113015540371653493?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/113015540371653493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=113015540371653493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113015540371653493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/113015540371653493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cant-take-this-any-more-i-feel-numb.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112999410562781114</id><published>2005-10-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:15:06.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeee! haha! damn long nv blog (: previously, i was too busy to blog, now it's like i'm too free but doing other stuff rather then blog. lotsa stuff's been happening aft promos. dang! seriously i ought to be shot dead. didn't do well for my promos even tho i studied for it. have nth to say to my maths... f maths! literally. well, at least i'm promoted and so is everyone in my class n cca which of cuz is a damn gd thing! i guess i'll try to put in more consistent effort in the new yr. gonna experience some changes: new principal, new math teacher... what else? can i pls have a new gp teacher? the current one is--- toot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well life aft promos... can't really explain it. yeah true enuff the exam mode has shut down but now there's all the PW stuff, really driving me nuts cuz every day we have this particular time slot of 1-5 doing nth but PW. tho my grp's really advancing (thank God) but i dread I&amp;R. bloody hell, i dun even noe where to begin! forget that. chinese isn't making things any better. dang! i used to love chi lessons back in st nicks! i mean, yeah, gotta admit i speak like some ang mo trying to pronounce chi syllables.. but i had an interest in it n i did well for chi always... until the chi tcher from hell a.k.a the cheena living dead zombied into my life n crash! i HATE chi like nobody's business! it's a chore just walking to the classroom knowing already, predicting the dreadfully dull voice of the teacher n of cuz her biasness is making our days even more unbearable. in short, ladies and gentlemen, my chi tcher sucks. she ought to some reflecting. she can gimme a thousand surveys n still i'll put Strongly Disagree. bias as usual, her excuse of a meeting for CCA heads somehow included "toss the paper on the floor when it's hui qi's turn and make her pick it up" ! oh, not even a small mutter of "sorry". i'm dumbfounded! b-i-a-t-c-h. very well, chi A's are coming in a wk? frankly, i dun care. it doesn't count for a single cent! thanks a lot my "dear" tcher for forcing us to buy that damn book of great essays that costs $3! when we said we don't want to buy it, we meant: we don't want to buy it! now stop pretending that u didn't hear that! it was said in perfect chinese! "LAO SHI, WO MEN BU YAO MAI!" and thanks, for putting my essay in that book.. i shan't deny it, it was one of my greatest work.. yet u have to ruin it buy changing n putting in words of ur own... ok, more like major revamp of my essay? peelleeaassee... if it's not gd enuff, dun put it! why put it in but contaminate it with ur terms! that is NOT written by ME! i'm not proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it! just forget it! i have a great team and i knew it all along! these hockey girls are really strong and frankly, i want to be 100% by their side if only the bad condition i'm going thru physically is just a figment of my imagination. pls let it be mental. i really hope it won't come back after all these yrs. charles is great! the guy sold me a brand new composite stick all the way from india's vampire factory and not sold in s'pore and at a gd price! he claimed indian nationals use such a stick. well i can believe so cuz it's a damn gd stick! i seem to have increased ball control instantly! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for small wonders! gigi n qiqi saved me from the fires of boredom and decay in my house. didn't wad to do today n gigi asked if i wanna go out with qiqi n her! wonderful! went to cut my hair! wahaaha! we all did! went to Klearcuts @ far east! great place, good service! ok i shall not mention the price but i tnk it's worth it lah. tho now my hair is a bit "zhong guo wa wa" or "egyptian" but it's quite cool! haha! we came out looking totally diff! and then, the thought struck! MONDAY HOW? this kind of hairstyle go out can. wear with AJ's uniform... i can't imagine the likes! gotta experiment so it'll be fine when i go back to school! hahaha! we are like monsters today! EAT AND EAT AND EAT!!! haha omg! Food Republic @ Wisma Level4! Fortunate Restaurant! the "tang bao" to die for!!! to die for!!! omg we ordered our dim sum like 1 basket by 1 basket. like eat one then tempted to buy another.... endless! dinner went back to eat Pork Floss Roasted Bread and drink the Teh! waaaah! the life! then from far... the melodious voice of the Dim Sum Girl, "Ha Gao! Siew Mai! Xiang Gang Dian Xin!" all same reaction. stared at the trolly full of dim sum baskets then look away with a groan!! haha! in the end, mosters till the end, we asked for 2 baskets; hao gao and this goldfish thing! waaaah today eat n shop n eat n eat! the life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112999410562781114?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112999410562781114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112999410562781114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112999410562781114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112999410562781114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/weeeee-haha-damn-long-nv-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112898404967340196</id><published>2005-10-11T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T19:46:35.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;PROMOS IS OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and once again, the sweet voice of the teacher filled the hall, "times up! put your pens down!" oh! the feeling was undescribable! this is kind of a late post cuz it happened yest but i had to do lotsa "stuff" so .. yeah wadeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! gosh! after im done with my meetings aft my last paper, i rushed to town! god! it's like my 2nd home! im so glad im finally back on the streets! i feel totally liberated just being there! first we had a very hearty lunch at Wheeklock's NYDC! the food! arh! irresistable! then we had 2 jugs of drinks! i had a competition with gigi! i drank the fizzy ice cream soda and she drank the mocha... hehe! once again i have uphold my reputation as the fastest drinker (which is only if i feel like doing it) later! WOAH! caught to movies! it was the 2nd time i watched CORPSE BRIDE! cuz the day before my last paper, i went out with bugger! haha! damn lazy to study! then we watched GOAL!!! IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED IT, YOU OUGHT TO DIE!!! SANTIAGO MUNEZ!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://themovie.goal.com/en/photos/photo2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112898404967340196?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112898404967340196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112898404967340196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112898404967340196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112898404967340196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/promos-is-over-yes-and-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112868990148123066</id><published>2005-10-07T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:41:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe! i'm finally back!&lt;br /&gt;though i'm left with my last paper this monday, but it feels as though promos is over! this is gonna sound weird: i kinda like it (: yeah, i expected it to come and go and it really did. nth to fret about! the thrill (cheap thrill) of it rocks! haha! it's like i never knew i can write fast or been able to keep to time without stressing myself or that cramming is funny cuz i get to ahhh in frustration early in the morning and i feel nice after that during the exam. and the best part is the beautiful voice of the teachers that goes, "times up! please put ur pens down!" absolutely melodious! all the burnin' out was really cool! i've nv felt so much fervor in my work and at the same time pent up emotions. it's so memorable... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went pipi's hse. we played diff things. got tennis, bball, squash n swimming (: although everyone was asked to go, wanting to see all the mamasans present somehow didnt happen. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, first we were slackin' in pipi's hse watching MTVs!! gosh Incomplete by BSB was so hilarious! dunno who was calling them uncles! and their actions are so boyband and exaggerated! we all in front of the plasma tv immitating their actions! then our prayers were answered! the Green Day MTV for Wake Me Up When September Ends showed! hehe! followed by Dare by Gorillaz! oh and this new band called Fort Minor with Mike Shinoda (fr Linkin Park) as one of the rappers! their song not bad sia! Mike is damn good! check out songs like "Believe Me", "Petrified" and "Remember the Name"! (&lt;a href="http://www.fortminor.com/site.html"&gt;http://www.fortminor.com/site.html&lt;/a&gt;) haha then we went to play games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally healthy living! kong n i were in the squash court and totally playing while joking! my bloody backhand failed on me for that game! everytime i tried to hit the low ball, i end up sprawled on the floor in a pose! haha! kong kept laughing at me lah! then we were so excited when doing the cross court! hahha! evil kong stand down there block my way! after that, we stopped playing. bored so somehow we decided to do cheap and low cost MTVs made by ourselves! realising the area was very good for MTV making! hahahaha! we did like a few songs using the stairs, the bench and the pillars! then the rest joined in! i think the most laughable was The Call, MTV by fifi, lili and pipi! damn good! i can only master the boyband and rapper actions! ok and *whispers* Britney's Lucky MTV... haha throw face! then gigi was made to stand on the stairs and do her Domestikation of Paini rap! we were da fans! the groupie! then we're da Homies! doin' the cool handshakes like in Believe Me by Fort Minor! haahah! rapper actions are so predictable! can't stand the Eminiem wannabe! at the pool with gigi and qiqi, we're doin' the black r&amp;b rapper style MTV with the guy surrounded by babes in a jacuzzi! hahah! madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate prata at Thompson! damn nice! then while waiting for the bus! found out something from pipi! hahaha we started making poems! damn funny and not right! haha! all rightey that's all!&lt;br /&gt;check out the poem on kong's blog. entry 07/10/2005!&lt;br /&gt;here's a rap by gigi n me on the bus (modified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mic check! Mic check!&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3 &amp; 4&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girls, you're the one I saw!&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I love ya more and more!&lt;br /&gt;Just knock on my room and i'll open da door!&lt;br /&gt;Girl! We can do it all night on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;With the 2 of us, our days won't be a bore!&lt;br /&gt;Just say da word and i'll be yours!&lt;br /&gt;Man! I love you to da core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha! we all have rare talent (: hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112868990148123066?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112868990148123066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112868990148123066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112868990148123066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112868990148123066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/hehe-im-finally-back-though-im-left.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112825684102552749</id><published>2005-10-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:42:09.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i'm kinda bored now.&lt;br /&gt;it's the day before the beginning of my ultimate&lt;br /&gt;nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;and i really don't feel like doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;besides, i don't have my answer sheets with me.&lt;br /&gt;it's GP tmr and i dunno how to study for it.&lt;br /&gt;can you even study for it? whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling aimless right now as i'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what i want.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i do. i just wanna promote.&lt;br /&gt;i dun care if what scrappy passes i may get.&lt;br /&gt;but if i don't promote.&lt;br /&gt;shoot me!&lt;br /&gt;i think that's the worst feeling on earth!&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather have dengue!&lt;br /&gt;ok that's practically nuthin.&lt;br /&gt;but i really think enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;"jess" and the word "studying" don't click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say to my dear friends....&lt;br /&gt;just in case i pass away after promos&lt;br /&gt;or if i die after the last paper,&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for everything!&lt;br /&gt;all the burnin' out were wonderful last memories (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the insanity and&lt;br /&gt;fun, joy, peace and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;yar okay. hope all of us will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;hope all MAMASANS will get promoted!&lt;br /&gt;which kinda includes myself.&lt;br /&gt;ok im crapping.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO MY ENTIRE HOCKEY TEAM too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll come and go and soon we'll start saying, "i feel as if promos haven't start but it ended already." ---- dreaming of life after promos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112825684102552749?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112825684102552749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112825684102552749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112825684102552749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112825684102552749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-guess-im-kinda-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112817794582896841</id><published>2005-10-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T17:51:36.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i carry on at this state, i'll perish soon.&lt;br /&gt;cause of death: promos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! today went to try out the Woodlands Library. met up with zizi and xixi! it's quite nice actually. but at first we didn't have any seats. had to sit on the floor. poor xixi i really hope her sprained foot will recover soon. it's a bit scary to see all the blood clots. zizi got injured today. her poor last toe! it was a bit bloody... hahahaa! the librarians were seriously freaking me out. they're really scary... "no discussions allowed!" hehehe we met up junkai and yvonne! caught in the act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, all of us went to rach's hse! xixi was like tending to zizi's wounded toe... the sight was unbearable! zizi stared in horror at the dettol anticeptic! yvonne damn hilarious! she said, "put the cream on the plaster then wrap the toe!" i guess that's her method to make it less painful :D lol! first time saw rach's bro called joseph.. haha i noe wad u're thinking... but her bro n jojo are 2 world's apart man! the entire day was damn funny! peewee can't stop staring at his own reflection in the mirror which was behind me n zizi at the dinning table. damn freaky! can u imagine talking to a person who's staring at his reflection? like looking at this empty space beside you? why must i be so slow!!!! why!!!! must be cuz im burnt out! grrr!!! i didn't noe MO75 means "slow"! and the what tortoise is running pass... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! nerd finally pierced his ear! suddenly burst out into roars of laughter when i read the msg that says his mother said, "you die!" haha! can imagine the scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm very lazy to blog about all the funny stuff that happened today... really too much! xixi has a really eccentric maid and zizi's story abt her grandmother during dinner was damn hilarious! kk gtg ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112817794582896841?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112817794582896841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112817794582896841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112817794582896841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112817794582896841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-i-carry-on-at-this-state-ill-perish.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112809071117902979</id><published>2005-09-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:49:14.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BURNT OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all this pre-promo last minute chiong-ing is too much for my depleting brain cells. i should try practising resource conservation... damn it's not even funny. seriously, ever since last wk, i say things that are not funny, self-amusing and kong just have to gimme that corpse face while gigi either goes "your so mockable!" or "haha! that's not punny at all!" mabel today just suanned me... return from ponning sch now all the energy to suan me is replenished lah! grrrr -_- no one understands..... it was quite funny what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the hilarious joke on jojo (who claims he is a clubber):&lt;br /&gt;ever since the magnets concert day...&lt;br /&gt;me: i wonder which club jojo goes to?&lt;br /&gt;fifi: bukit batok community club.. he will get kicked out cuz he'll traumatise all the senior citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, we've been studying at Bishan CC's study lounge with sofas. nice (: so everyday we say, "eh, going clubbing not?" wahahahaha! paini! you're so funny! one day, she started her rap! it's so addictive! oh my sister has so much potential! she can be the next Manila Pop Idol! it goes something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat What! Eat What!&lt;br /&gt;Pried Pish! Pried Pish!...&lt;br /&gt;Turn da beat up DJ!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not peeling you!!!...&lt;br /&gt;Gimme Salt! (Salt!)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme Pepper (Pepper!)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme Pish! (Pish!)&lt;br /&gt;What do you get?&lt;br /&gt;(crowd: SALT AND PEPPER PISH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme Soap! (Soap!)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme Detergent! (Detergent!)&lt;br /&gt;What do you get?&lt;br /&gt;CLEAM PLOOR!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahah! lyrics by paini (bullseye) d'angelo marcos! beat, yet to be in collaboration with fifi the unorthodox beat-boxer! yest was hilarious! after buying bubble tea, fifi was shooting pearls everywhere! we were all running to escape! gigi stupidly ran into his line of fire! and it the pearl shoot onto the collar of her Panther house tee smack in the middle!!! WAHAAHA! some more it was chocolate bubble tea... the imprint from the force of the pearl left a brown stain on gigi's tee! she threatened to shoot pearls at fifi in the study room but she shoot 2 pearls that dropped on the floor below her! wahahaaha! awwww gigi! today during break... saw this gardener trimming our plants around audi... no, not trimming... practically DEFORESTATION! the poor bushes! they are almost stark naked now! then heard the story of fifi, lili and the JUMBO TUDUNG! haahhhhaaahh hilarious like crazy! fifi is damn evil but humorous! then he tried to do the series of words that can touch a girl with that sickening suave expression on his face... act serious only! damn funny! (eg. "kong, do you have plasters? i hurt my knees when i fell for you.") hhahhaaa sorry to use ur name kong.. ahhahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will recover. so would the others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112809071117902979?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112809071117902979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112809071117902979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112809071117902979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112809071117902979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/09/burnt-out-i-think-all-this-pre-promo.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112765655510811566</id><published>2005-09-25T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:05:52.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went church for the 11am mass. it was damn saddening. Fr. Richards Ambrose is leaving for another attachment with another church. he told us the story of 3 trees and it really touched me just like all his past homilies that always have an impact on my life and inspire me and making me who i am today... it was his last mass and he rounded up his role in my church very nicely. he's the best priest i will ever come across! the best thing were the 2 songs he composed.. omg! fainted! they are too good to be true! damn meaningful... the words are really something to remember for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, i rushed as fast as i could to city hall to meet up with gigi, pipi, lili, qiqi &amp; fifi. we're gonna watch "THE MAGNETS" concert! shasha! waaah! totally made my morning! told me to check out "dimitri's" friendster! totally can laugh until drop dead! the word "dimitri" placed in the middle of "his" first n last name in his email spells out everything abt this "person"! was telling my friends abt "dimitri" and all the hilarious crap he wrote in his profile! damn mockable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha fifi is damn funny! he told us abt the poor dog that was being rammed by vehicles on the road and this car, despite the driver having seen the carcass, still drove over the dead dog and some of the dog's blended parts flew onto fifi's car's windscreen! and he was sitting in the front seat of the car! gross! then some how we got led to the topic about skiing! fifi was like saying something about skiing down mount faber... apparently everything then was funny and we couldn't stop laughing. come to think of it, what was the funny part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe THE MAGNETS!!! no wonder they call themselves that... i'm so attracted to them! wahaha. lame. omg the concert is to die for! it was great! once again, great involvement of the entire audience in Victoria Theatre! Colin's jokes are still funny! ANDY FROST! he's the one! he's the talented man of my dreams! he's not the most good looking one but he's definitely the most "i-can-swoon-over-you-anytime" guy! he's like so talented in making the beats! it seems as tho he doesn't need to breathe! sitting beside fifi and lili was great! we seem to be the only few screaming our lungs out! i guess i was being a bit horny during the show... Colin said that as they sang this song, we can think about which Magnet we wanna bring home tonight... Andy totally turns me on everytime he does his beats! gigi... haha was quite silent during the entire thing until Colin shook his ass and all hell broke lose; she went, "AAARRRHHH!!!!" haha! oh paini! we found a new talent... James! at first we forgot his name so we called him Moby cuz he's bald. his voice is damn special!! i think that turned qiqi and lili on! Steve! Mr Steve! omg he can shake so well! wahaahah! he's the best looking among all the Magnets! yes! so happy they sang "Don't Blame It On The Boogie"! they are so nice! they included AJ in their lists of thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert! woah! we went crazy! bought the cd then chiong to get all their signatures and took pictures with them! their so nice lah! we got all their signatures twice! moby smiled nicely at me! fainted! it was then lili and i realised he's actually very good looking for a bald! so charming! swoons! lili ought to die! forever snatching for the closest proximity to every Magnet! and just as we walked away from VT, ERIC... omg! the american hunk who doesn't need to sing at all but can attract all the attention he wants! even tho he was carrying heavy baggages, he still looks exeptionally manly and hot! too bad he can't sing.. or maybe for added bonus, he's just humble.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate dinner.. talking n talking lotsa stuff really funny! oh! found out that i'm a HYPOCRITE! at least i'm not a CHILDREN'S FICTION STORY AUTHOR WRITING ABOUT HOW THE WORLD REVOLVES AROUND YOU (THE SEEMINGLY ALMIGHTLY ONE) AND HOW "YOUR" WORLD SHOULD BE A PERFECT REALM! or at least YOU are forcing it to be your PERFECT realm! oh, how realistic. lesson learnt: i shall not be nice to schitzos / psychos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry zizi, mimi n xixi who couldn't join in the fun. missed ya'll immensely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112765655510811566?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112765655510811566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112765655510811566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112765655510811566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112765655510811566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-went-church-for-11am-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112748285954282939</id><published>2005-09-23T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T21:44:44.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms zhu is right. we should stop having late nights... i can really feel the impact of a brain block on early mornings and i'd be used to having such brain blocks that for my morning papers i'd suffer from them too. that's why i was into the nap method. come home, bathe, nap, wake up, do some studying then sleep. it was successful... erm.. for the 1st day :P yest, i thot i'd do myself proud.. but the outcome wasn't anything near proud :( i napped at 8.30pm. no, change that to coma-ed. my usually put my phone under my pillow so when the alarm goes off (and if i'm lucky), i'd wake up. what alarm? i didn't hear a thing! so i happily slept until the next morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise! what happened to studying P&amp;C for the econs timed prac today? i woke up and realisation flooded me. i secretly wished i had the ability to lay in the comatose state until saturday. somehow, i managed to wake up but in a groggy state. it's always like this every morning. but this morning was special. i think i tripped myself and fell.. on my rear. i think i have a "blue black" cuz it's been hurting since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously tried studying in the car to school. i only managed to study till LDMR when i thought: why the heck did i study that? obviously EOS will come out. so i had to squeeze in whatever knowledge of it before flag-raising. thanks mabel. really. to my horror, she said mrs tan said Mkt Structures is included. i really wished i was in coma! please lord! but nvm.. i think as long as i learnt smthg from the prac it's alright. but frankly, it's quite acceptable. but don't think i'll fair well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break. break. then... MCV! first, we stepped into the audi. saw this super cute caucasian called "eric" in front of me givin' out flyers of a concert at victoria theatre. i was dumbfounded. i almost rolled down the stairs backwards! and then to my utter amazement, i realised that this A CAPPELLA group called THE MAGNETS are performing during MCV (it's a mini workshop at the same time to promote their up-coming concert this sunday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;THE MAGNETS ROCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, made up of 6 guys from London: Nic Doodson, James Fortune, Mike Welton, Colin Griffiths Brown (gigi's fave!), Steve Trowell (not bad, not bad at all!) and (scream! it's the drummer!) Andy Frost. my heart will melt when i listen to a cappella cuz my cousin's a drummer too in his ex group and he's damn good! their voice is their instrument! and boy do they sound wonderful!!! we enjoyed the whole thing! very good involvement of the entire audience! i can't believe AJ is doing this for us! thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after MCV, i was the first to get their autographs! followed by other people who followed and some took pictures. their so courteous! i asked, "hi there, may i have your autograph please?" and they go, "sure!" "the pleasures all mine!" "of course!" "i'd be glad to!" woah! so gentlemanly! *fainted* and Eric who was better lookin' than any of them said, "sure! but i'm not one of the members" i said, "it's okay" he said, "alright, could you hold my bottle for me please?" *swooned* Colin was very nice! very father-like! he said, "may i know what's your name?" i said, "i'm jessica" then he wrote on the paper "To: Jessica..." the way he spoke was like talking to kids. ahahaha! it was a while before Andy and Steve came out! so many girls were taking pics. i just waited for a while then i asked Andy (the drummer) for his autograph. we were in the sun, he said, "haha! i don't really want to be in the sun, shall we go into the shed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww.... hehe! i got all their signatures! even the female manager, Tanya (: she's very sweet! she wrote a little note for me! photocopied for mamasans n the ms zhu and ms williams! wahaha ms williams must be very happy! then after GP, we hear an announcement: all AJC teachers and students can get tickets for The Magenets concert at 50% discount. aaaaaaahhhhh! we sprinted there lah!!!! yes! stress-reliever! i'm damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hehe i enjoyed re-living my N'SYNC days with gigi @ the squash courts! thanks girl! they so rock! i think they're the best a cappella singers too (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112748285954282939?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112748285954282939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112748285954282939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112748285954282939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112748285954282939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/09/randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112723373634487709</id><published>2005-09-21T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:33:53.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS ABSOLUTELY, POSITIVELY, SERIOUSLY...&lt;br /&gt;FREAKY!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!! ASTOUNDING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was blog surfing.. came to kong's blog.. she was very amazed by this Mood Test. so it kinda pricked my interest and curiosity. got the link from her friend's blog and my heart stopped when i read the results. HOW CAN CHOOSING 8 COLOURED BOXES ACCORDING TO THE COLOUR OF PREFERENCE BE SO DARN ACCURATE ABOUT YOUR EVERYTHING?? NOT JUST MOOD, YOUR ENTIRE PERSONALITY, YOUR THOUGHTS... EVERYTHING. IT'S LIKE THIS THING THAT SEES THROUGH YOU AS THOUGH U WERE TRANSPARENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you better try this. seeing is believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorgenics.com/sps/"&gt;http://www.colorgenics.com/sps/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;You are very ambitious and because you seek and need recognition, you try in your own way to impress people and you want to be looked up to - to be both popular and admired. You feel that there is a gap which separates you from your fellow man, or woman as the case may be, but this anxiety is an unnecessary one. Keep on the way you are going and you may surprise yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Always anxious to accept the role of the leader, as indeed you often work well with people - but try to stay out of the limelight. You'd like a life of ease with no one to rock the boat and someone who understands you is so important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;We are all conditioned by our environment and as such we respond to people's perception of ourselves, but you feel that conditions are not right at this time. You are experiencing certain reservations that are precluding you to develop a particular relationship, business or personal, that is being offered. It is 'make your mind up time' - the decision is all yours, but whatever decision you make, it will be the right one.&lt;br /&gt;You are holding back. You need to find friends in whom you can trust and once they have proved themselves beyond all possible doubt you will be prepared to give them your all. The existing situation is not of your liking - you have an unsatisfied need for mental stimulation with others whose standards are as high as your own. Trying to control your instincts the way you do restricts your ability to open up to others and the way you feel at this time is suggestive of 'total surrender'. This is not to your liking as you consider such thoughts as weaknesses that need to be overcome. You feel that only by control, controlling your innermost thoughts, are you able to maintain your air of superiority. You want to be admired for yourself alone and not for what you can do or for what you may have done. In essence 'you need to be needed' and at the same time 'you need to need'.&lt;br /&gt;You need to be respected as an exceptional individual. This is the only way that you can hope to achieve the status that you wish to achieve. You set yourself very high standards - and come what may - you abide by them.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it but this is so damn true about me. Perhaps sometimes i live in denial thinking i'm not really like that but the truth is that this really describes every strand of who i am. maybe it's not that obvious and i don't really show it, which may be a good thing because i don't like having to be referred to negatively. judging from what is written here, it depends on a person's point of view. some may think it's a good trait, some don't. i definitely don't want be thought of as an extreme of such a case. i'm not.. right? haha :D i don't know what a person reading this will feel, but me reading this brings me back to who i really am. perhaps these "truths" are neither good nor bad, it's just who you're meant to be. everyone shld take this test. i salute the smart inventor of this (: yeaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112723373634487709?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112723373634487709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112723373634487709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112723373634487709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112723373634487709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-absolutely-positively.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112601608110632622</id><published>2005-09-06T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:14:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe! thanks to super wadeva nerd (: i've found a new site that caters to my need for daily crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spikedhumor.com"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com"&gt;http://www.spikedhumor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and within this site...&lt;br /&gt;something interesting: Spongebong!&lt;br /&gt;check this out man! click &lt;a href="&lt;br /&gt;http://www.spikedhumor.com/Default.aspx?p=search&amp;amp;query=spongebong"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda disgusting not in a p***o way but of cuz it can't beat the actual thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112601608110632622?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112601608110632622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112601608110632622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112601608110632622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112601608110632622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/09/hehe-thanks-to-super-wadeva-nerd-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112593500134076987</id><published>2005-09-05T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T21:55:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;THIS ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh myyy gooossshh! today rocked like crazy! i've never been so mad! lemme describe the day to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached sch at 8 for econs lecture.. now you see, it gets boring (as usual), and i answered a question. i was already in my Marni the maid mood. this is a short convo with kong who was seated beside me. i swear we can never sit next to each other and not come out with the lamest and out of this world crap! it went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: do you know that some maids are university graduates?&lt;br /&gt;kong: really?!&lt;br /&gt;me: -tells a story of my friend's maid-&lt;br /&gt;kong: haha! degree in housekeeping!&lt;br /&gt;me: ohoho! i got a PHD in Housekeeping! I come to S'pore to purrther my studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what turned out to be just one of those nonsensical, out of the blue, weird convos evolved into something more.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;PRESENTING THE MODULES OF THE HOUSEKEEPING FACULTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEGREE IN HOUSEKEEPING&lt;br /&gt;@ NUP (National University of Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;[Prof. Maritess]&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Admission Criteria: at least 3 A'level passes, 'C' in GP, pass in E Maths, pass in Tagalog Profieciency and 2 rounds of interview.&lt;br /&gt;Fees: 527,195.34 peso (no more, no less!)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Highlight: 18 months internship at the Hall of Justice!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Modules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bargaining Tactics&lt;br /&gt;2. Self-defence (against abusive employers)&lt;br /&gt;- inclusive of Spring Manipulation&lt;br /&gt;3. Basic Survival Skills&lt;br /&gt;4. Cuisine Studies&lt;br /&gt;5. Blower Operation&lt;br /&gt;6. Economics&lt;br /&gt;7. Employer Relations&lt;br /&gt;8. Bacteria Elimination&lt;br /&gt;9. Bug Appreciation (in case you land in Kenya)&lt;br /&gt;10. Car-washing Expertise&lt;br /&gt;11. Kitchen Hygiene&lt;br /&gt;12. Pest Control&lt;br /&gt;13. Appliance Mastery&lt;br /&gt;14. 3rd Language (choices of Chinese, Malay, Tamil &amp;amp; Japanese)&lt;br /&gt;15. Visa Application&lt;br /&gt;16. Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Optional Courses:&lt;br /&gt;1. Packing (attachment with an International company- SBC Packers)&lt;br /&gt;2. Witchcraft (to hex your abusive employer)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! that's all! we wrote all these during econs! haha! damn hilarious lah! after econs we were like starving to death, so we went to this place in AMK to eat lunch! haha! kong and i shared the passion fruit green tea with pearls.. (sorry qiqi) then i tnk i started stuffing pearls into my mouth and counting them. so we counted how much pearls we got per suck... (sounds sick)... then kong always got 5.. i always got 9! not bad arh!!! haah then decided to play with the left over 6 pearls.. threw them into my finished tomyam soup! we had competition trying to use chopsticks to locate the pearls in the tomyam soup with vegetables and trying to pick them up. it was damn difficult cuz they were so slippery!! kong won in the end.. we lost a few pearls but in the end, rach scooped them up! i tnk they hid in the vege! so sly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! met up with bern and ally! yes! yes! we all wore SN uniform! felt so 'free and easy'! went Bugis. first we walked around Bugis Street. omg! there were so many small shops! without them, i think i'll get lost in the maze of sh0ps! yeah! bought the earrings that i longed for! this place damn interesting! got so many things to see! i bought some magic stuff! wahaaa! i can perform magic tricks now!!! yes! after that, we went to Parco. walked around! saw so many nice stuff! omg highlight! NIKE GOT NEW BAG! GREEN AND BLACK! fainted fainted fainted! it's damn nice! we started taking photos of the bag with our phones. the shop keepers were laughing at our craziness! omg! so embarrassing! especially what ally said.. she said, "it's the same color as my shoes! this is fate! i'm destined for this bag!" (with her hands held up) haahah! aft eating for a while.... ALLY FOUND A DIGI CAM IN HER BAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HELL BROKE LOSE!&lt;br /&gt;we went photo-whoring! omg! we went crazy! we took picture with everything! everything! the marble pillar, the Parco sign, the fountain, the stage, mickey and minnie mouse, the toilet, the mirror outside a shop in the middle of nowhere, a changing room.... blah blah... but the funniest was this stall! bern saw a Bubbles lattern and posed with it.. this man suddenly came into the picture with her! omg!! he's damn hot! he's like mixed blood and all! then this guy told us that he's a Thai model! fainted! their not gays or trans! they are hot hunks lah! and all the other guys are models too! omg! then it was a mutual thing, we wanted to take pictures with each other! using our cam and their cam! omg! haha! so many pple were watching lah! they all not bad looking lah! fainted!!! they invited us to watch one of their fashion shows! i think their modelling for the show! omg! omg! OMG! hahaha! we were so happy lah! then after all the photos from else where, we went back to take photo with one of them! so handsome! omg we bluffed saying the pictures were a bit blur so want to take again... individually! aaaahhh! cloud 9! hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was such a fruitful and eventful day lah! ok snapping back to reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8922086-112593500134076987?l=summerontherun-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/feeds/112593500134076987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8922086&amp;postID=112593500134076987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112593500134076987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8922086/posts/default/112593500134076987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerontherun-.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-rocks-ohhh-myyy-gooossshh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13642986951878682604</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-8922086.post-112572082890049404</id><published>2005-09-03T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:18:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0099;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BDAY CHEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe chee's like one of the best seniors i've ever had (: she's really hilarious and adorable! espcially when taking photos with zhi ying (: and tho we always call her 'fat chee', in actual fact, she's got the best bod! yeah man! haha alright really hope she'll remain like this forever and only become more beautiful and smarter (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO ELLY'S&lt;br /&gt;PRE-BIRTHDAY CHALET TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see her! i can still rmb the time when i was trng and we do stupid things. the scandals, the nonsense, the laughter. i'm sure if i say that the AJ Hockey Team '05 wouldn't be the same without her, everyone will definitely agree (: lols dunno if u're gonna read this, but here's a msg coming straight frm my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear elly,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do sense some unhappiness in you. maybe i'm wrong, maybe i'm right. but you don't know how special you are, how irreplacable your position in everybody's life is. and u deserve this affirmation (: ultimately, ya gotta be happy and contented and if it helps, focus on what you have. i want you to remain your funky, fun loving, humorous, beautiful, adorable self because this is who you are, and what you should be always (: hope we'll all have fun there later!!! yeaaah!! keep the faith girl! check ya out laterr!!&lt;br /&gt;-jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-foote
