<?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-19862549</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:09:58.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolateloverr.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-8537011123870347447</id><published>2007-09-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:16:16.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; so the last week before school closes was fun actually&lt;/span&gt;. hmms, was seriously looking forward to it. monday and tuesday were okay. i have no idea what happened really. hmms, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was blurrred by massive mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wednesday was super duper cool. and it was cos our last PE lesson. hmms, we were expecting to play tennis, but mr yaw had the floorball equipment out. haha, yay so fun. but then it started to rain so in the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we went to the rock climbing place and played..DODGEBALL&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA, omg, damn hilarious and fun to play please? it was khal, shaorong, cameron, jeslyn and me VS skeen, deirdre, matt, thurein and sha. haha balls flying around, and there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TONS of screamings involved. most of it probably from skeen and khalilah combined&lt;/span&gt;. *deafening. anyways, it was super duper tiring lah, who knew sia? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;run here, dodge there, throw here, laughed there.&lt;/span&gt; wah mans, i was seriously tired the whole day after that. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was better. it was gp paper. think it went quite well lah i guess. shant place too much of high expectations for it. i might just get disappointed, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i think i did okay lah&lt;/span&gt;. the day was crap cos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it kept raining and stopping and raining and stopping and..well you got the idea&lt;/span&gt;. went home in the rain and got ready to celebrate rohai's birthday at vivo. haha, met them in school with benji and i was carrying cake. o.O started to crap from the bus and the mrt journey and had dinner first before proceeding to the water park.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OMG, damn fun and cool lah. the company, the camwhoring, the LMAO moments, the chocolate cake and the view&lt;/span&gt;. yeps, definitely a day to remember. haha, rohai, you better appreciate all OUR HARDWORK kays. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*loving those jump shots. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;friday was the best! teacher's day celebration. met up with the gang on the bus to go to school. was carrying some big eeyore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then we had to walk around the canal. for some reason, it was FUN. crapping and singing and laughing with skeen and shariffa.&lt;/span&gt; though my shoes were muddy, it was worthwhile lah. haha, matt had to walk and got his shoes muddy too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*see, who ask you to pon openly in front of the teachers. &lt;/span&gt;teachers day concert was lmao-ish. the fashion show, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG, that cowgirl/whore/party goer. HAHA. seriously! &lt;/span&gt;and khairul and eva were great. anddd, aloysius was like a small kid swaying and singing..SHEESHNESS. after that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went round to look for teachers and for friends to sign rohai's eeyore and gave her. HAHA, she had to lug it around now&lt;/span&gt;. met up with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feirdoes!&lt;/span&gt; and what else, starbucked! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wee, caramel frappacino with java chips.&lt;/span&gt; yums yums. i swear i miss those girls so much! haha. catching up with them was the thing that made my day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks babes!&lt;/span&gt; pictures...will be uploaded soon. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to esplanade to mug with the band gang again. hmms, i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; swear whenever that jiemin is around, i might just die of laughing excessively. &lt;/span&gt;hmms, someone was being very emo, but i think he;s fine now. you take care okay? dun get so overwhelmed! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*haha, i kn0w this sounds stupid, cos im talking to you on MSN now. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; it was productive! i did bio. and i was like being asked on bio, chem and maths. hmms, okay lah. not that im saying im really clever. they asked, so i tried to answer. some i dunno..so sorry guys. haha. went to eat at macs, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we laughed so loud, i think it's embarrassing. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; sorry marina square macdonalds patrons. and there's this man on the train who kept coughing. if i didn't know anything, i would guess he has SARS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i think he's just bloody drunk! grrrr! yea okay, im off to watch liverpool. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8537011123870347447?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8537011123870347447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8537011123870347447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8537011123870347447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8537011123870347447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-so-last-week-before-school-closes.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1195948092782359801</id><published>2007-08-25T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:48:41.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you sahira darling&lt;/span&gt; for doing another wallpaper for me. haha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many many i love yous to you&lt;/span&gt;. haha, actually it kept you occupied while you have your holidays lor. wah lao eh, im like still mugging for my life while you're slacking. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nehminds. even though MOE is driving a wedge between our friendship, we shall find time to defy them. muahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the same old things happened during the week. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more mock tests, more homework, more night studies. it's becoming superly mundanely routine&lt;/span&gt;. i have to persevere on and look at what's after a levels. haha. friday was the best actually. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had a lot of lmao moments on friday&lt;/span&gt;. first it was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;balaclava jokes&lt;/span&gt; during doctor william tan's assembly. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA sorry guys, only me skeen and khalilah know this one&lt;/span&gt;. then there was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;downfall of khalilah and the destruction of plants below her. HAHA, the whole gang lmao-ed for quite a while cos it was just darn funny&lt;/span&gt;. sorry khalilah, i didn't mean it but you should have stopped. and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;night study was interrupted with many lol moments cos when you're with skeen and nicholas, you're bound to have them somehow. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, after night study, got home and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; felt a wee bit emo.&lt;/span&gt; thanks ah&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, that special friend that stayed up with me to listen to my craps. HAHA, really appreciate it! ((:&lt;/span&gt; made me feel not emo after that. hahaha, i seriously think prelims and a levels are making my moods all whacked up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what the bananas lah!&lt;/span&gt; haha, can get super temperamental and stuff at a split second. oh wells, let's hope people around can adapt to them fast. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, i pity them. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mug at jurong west library today. quite productive cos i did maths and biology. was separated with jiayi tunkuang and faizah cos no space. so i was studying with benji aloy and huda at the bottom level. after they left, i went up to join the j2s. studied quite a while and then our stomachs got hungry so went to jurong point and ate and then went home. haha, people say i looked like a mat today. HAHA, yea right. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; think it's all andy's and matthew's doing. they're more malay than i am. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im off to sleep. tomorrow's going jb for some reason. nehminds, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i shall bring back dunkin donuts. weees ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1195948092782359801?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1195948092782359801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1195948092782359801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1195948092782359801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1195948092782359801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-you-sahira-darling-for-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-677376910451567569</id><published>2007-08-19T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:20:48.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay it's sunday. the whole week was hectic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;superrrr hectic. and my emotions were running high and my patience was tested on soo many occasions&lt;/span&gt;.  don't ask me why. cos i seriously dunno. been pissed off/stressed every day after my one day absence in school. hmms, and im supposed to rest huh? aiyah i dunno lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was the worse. like bio applications test wasn't frustrating enough. someone had to steal my precious stuff and another someone decided to vent his/her anger at me when i wasn't a part of anything.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; totally ruined my mood and i was super foul thruout night study. sorry jacinta for the vulgarities. seriously, i couldn't control my anger&lt;/span&gt;.. grrs. and to think jacinta was just innocently trying to study. and i think it affected her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha thanks for listening to my crap. &lt;/span&gt;ahh i need to get out of this hellhole...just 100 days left and i'll be free. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;till then i have to hang in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to everyone else whom i've vented my anger, or just plain snapped at or saw me being totally unapproachable, then im sorry okay. haha. it's not me.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA  it's the education system and the people around. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmms, plenty of bitchings going on this week, and i dunno whether i like it or not.&lt;/span&gt; hmms. anyway, friday and saturday were okay. i laughed alot on friday night thanks to the band members. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmms, i think i really needed that&lt;/span&gt; *haha i always say that, don't i? the jokes, the laughter, the spitting out food cos i couldn't control it. omg, priceless. hmms and that was after my night study. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, mugging maths was draining but it was a good way to unwind after that. CEK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library to mug maths, again yesterday with aloysius huda huilin and faizah. productive. i did tutorial 1. i have yet to start on 5. hmms got home just in time to watch the news *haha i dunno why for some reason... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway, yea started chatting to people after that. dunno why when my conversations became stagnant, haha different feelings decided to come up. haha &lt;/span&gt;*i'm weird. started to be stressed/emo over little little stuffs. hmms, i dunno lah, i think it was just me. kept thinking about what happened thruout the week. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmms, i guess it's my way of reflecting. oh well, i decided to sleep it off anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on something random, i don't like the weather nowadays. it's been raining very heavily for three consecutive days. hmms, anyway i got to go already yea. gonna do some gp research reading. sighhs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate timed practice&lt;/span&gt;s. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but that's the only time my gp teacher would ever shut up. bitch. HAHAHA. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-677376910451567569?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/677376910451567569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=677376910451567569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/677376910451567569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/677376910451567569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8024892305015935552</id><published>2007-08-14T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T13:34:14.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and im now stuck at home, trying to give my fried brains a rest&lt;/span&gt;. yeps, im sick. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;superly duperly sick&lt;/span&gt;. with mucus coming out and a very bad bad cough. all this, thanks to khalilah the selenger bachens. she decided to infect me with her adenovirus at the most inappropriate times la. you best, girl. and she says she sick and she messaged me that she's in school. stupid her please? ask you go clinic, dowan. want go school. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i better see you in one piece tomorrow when i return to school. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps, yesterday was bad. veh bad. night study was okay but my flu was really really bad. and it got worse on the way home. met my mom at the clinic and i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was close to dying at the doctor's office.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. took a long time to get a consultation with that doctor. apparently, there were oher sick children too. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh well, at least i got my mc. beat that, MDM LIN. ((:&lt;/span&gt; anyway, got home and rest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and right now, im mugging for bio applications test for tomorrow. yeps, im soo not resting. &lt;/span&gt;and the bin is overflowing with used tissue paper, and im too lazy to throw them away. what a way to start the week aye. god, i miss everyone in school today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so bored at home. just took my meds, and thank god i asked the doctor for non drowsy ones. so i can still study without having to feel sleepy halfway thru.&lt;/span&gt; hmms, there's 76 days to a levels... i must pop more vitamin c from now on. can't fall sick easily. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn my antibodies, why aren't they working properly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my weekends were okay i guess. saturday was good. in the morning, supposedly went to book seats at jurong west library to mug. wah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thought i was damn early lah after chionging, in the end the library only opened at one. WTF?&lt;/span&gt; rushed to macs wth yaolun to study. halfway aloy and jiemin came. then i had to leave for hospital before meeting them again after that. to mug a bit, and then watched rush hour 3 with them. haha i was the matured one please, cos i was watching with ben aloy jiemin and huilin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG, the movie was damn damn funny please. and jiemin was even funnier lah. her laugh damn loud and embarrassing can? but still it was a feel good movie.&lt;/span&gt; haha, what i really needed from the week of studying. frankly, i dunno whether whatever im doing is enough or not. i still suck at chem..hmms nehminds, shall pia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to some national day celebration at the heartlands and watch huda's band performed. okaylah, not bad the performance but it was damn damn hot. and i was seriously sweating. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thruout the whole weekends, i was helping aloysius with his gp articles and econs as well&lt;/span&gt;. gosh, his teachers are seriously wackos please. either that, or he is the last-minute worker....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*i think it's the latter. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think i shall &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;log off and study. or rest. either one...depends on my mood&lt;/span&gt;. skeen didn't come to school today also. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that PONstar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha i know you all miss me in school right. i know, im that influential. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8024892305015935552?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8024892305015935552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8024892305015935552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8024892305015935552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8024892305015935552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-im-now-stuck-at-home-trying-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-9182352697317601636</id><published>2007-08-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:27:50.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay it's national day, so happy 42nd birthday singapore. spent the whole day mugging actually. i know, im so proud of myself but then now i've got a super splitting headache. haha, how now brown cow? i ran out of panadols extra *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think that paramedic from tv took my last pill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too darn lazy to go out and buy, besides that chinese event happening across the street is scaring me.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugged bio for the upcoming application paper 3 test next week. it's pretty challenging i must say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the techniques, the advantages, the disadvantages, the social and ethical concerns. genetic engineering is seriously getting on my last nerve. grrs,&lt;/span&gt; there's so many things to study and memorise. did maths also. hmms, i must get an A for prelims.  did that complex number weekend assignment. do-able but i had to refer to my tutorials for similar questions. hmms, i think my life is getting boring,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cos i actually went to dedicate 2 hours to watch the NDP celebration on tv, which i never did during my 17 years as a singaporean.&lt;/span&gt; the funny thing was, the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; marching/parade part was the one that i was interested in actually. so cool lah&lt;/span&gt;. the show segment was lame and i almost slept. the fireworks were cool though. i wanna catch them next week, anyone want join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out the whole day after the school's NDP celebrations.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that as why i've compensated my lost mugging-hours today. school's celebration was okay i guess.&lt;/span&gt; was super high watching the dance performances and singing those national day songs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha give me a break please, i haven't got a chance to do anything but stress over a levels since forever?&lt;/span&gt; after that, went town with aliff sufie izah aloysius huda wendy jiemin and huilin. went to eat lunch and supposedly buy laptop sleeve for aloysius. went to wheelock and stuff but couldn't get any. so we went funan to search. OMG, it's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; like two hour plus shopping please&lt;/span&gt;. my feet were seriously hurting. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;turned out, aloysius and sufie were both finding laptop sleeves&lt;/span&gt;. O.o but okaylah, it was fun, crapping and laughing with jiemin and faizah and aliff. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but the walking....that i can't stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to slack at esplanade. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the view was nice lah, we wanted to get to the national day mood i supposed. took pictures and laughed somemore before heading to the library to slack again.&lt;/span&gt; haha i guess, everyone's tired from waking up exceptionally early for school. haha, they had to come at 7 to prepare for ndp. made our way home around 7 plus, and then something happened along the way. scary and worrying actually. i dunno lah. let's give space.&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for izah to upload the pics. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she's taking foreverrr. &lt;/span&gt;wahh best, my headache is never going to go away unless i eat some panadol or sleep it off. tomorrow's a holiday. meaning, im going to study. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, spoken like a true nerd. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i must love my new found way of life. study, eat and sleep. BEST denki. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*ehh i want watch ratatouille, disturbia and simpsons. grrs. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-9182352697317601636?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/9182352697317601636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=9182352697317601636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/9182352697317601636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/9182352697317601636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-its-national-day-so-happy-42nd.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-4882743549443163697</id><published>2007-08-04T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:17:41.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay more than a week's has passed by, it's really getting down to the wire i supposed. been staying back almost every night for night study. hees, i like. i think it's really really useful but the thing was, go home quite late and then super tired lah. i think im very&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; emotionally unstable&lt;/span&gt; actually, especially so nowadays. i have no idea why. think im too stressed up or something. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everytime come to school with black face, and it somehow affected everyone around me the whole day. i shall try to minimise it&lt;/span&gt;. and somehow, i feel guilty for not spending enough time with my friends and family. hmms, how now brown cow? mug mug mug for 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was deirdre's birthday party. i think i really needed that to just unwind. yep,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it was fun.&lt;/span&gt; the new friends i made, the food, the cake and just laughing and bitching about stuffs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was cool to roam the streets of burgundy road, where the rich people reside minus the area with the "spirits of the trees".&lt;/span&gt; i dunno lah, for some reason i really like the party. thanks deirdre! it was really veh nice to be invited. will send you pics later when i actually see you online. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was open house. crapped with izah and rohai the whole day. watched the performances *which were super good btw. seriously. haha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khalilah sang umbrella which was super entertaining and it was no brainer that khairul killed the crowd with his dance moves can?&lt;/span&gt; liyana was DAMN good and mas and asyraf were good too. and omg, szexin and azu, haha no wonder you guys won. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think open house was a failure except for the performances and the mass/fun dances&lt;/span&gt;. we kept going to the band booth cos it was super boring everywhere else lah. haha, there wasn't a good turn out also. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiemin is horny! haha, alamak, i soo like hanging out with her just now during open house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, got home and slept the entire day. woke up did a bit of mugging and then im here. im still super duper sleepy actually. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, i shall..resume back to mugging in a while. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and there's soo many things happening around me, and i dunno whether i can handle them as much. some trivial, some really problematic-outta control kind. how now brown cow? i can't deal with this, not when there's only 85 days to operation A LEVELs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *i love mr dennis yeo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-4882743549443163697?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/4882743549443163697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=4882743549443163697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4882743549443163697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4882743549443163697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-more-than-weeks-has-passed-by-its.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-751189155914486943</id><published>2007-07-25T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:17:41.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for some reason i woke up veh tired today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced a smile or two along the way but managed to avoid conversations&lt;/span&gt; till pe. pe was fun but tiring playing with matthew and mr yaw..&lt;br /&gt;from then on, i was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blooody worn out&lt;/span&gt;. i dunno why also. dang, too stressed already. *like there's a connection? anyway, tried really hard to concentrate on bio and then chem i totally switched off. had quite a laugh during racial harmony day celebration though. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ate quite a bit of everything. haha, thosai eat. ondeh ondeh eat. muruku eat. some chinese thing also eat&lt;/span&gt;. i think my tummy a bit upset HAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*not that it's angry or crying lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been at the staffroom doing tutorials and mugging a bit. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there's 96 more days to a levels, as of today.&lt;/span&gt; to make matters worse, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some lady decided to really piss me off. haha the other s were pissed too, but i just didn't sound angry actually. haha but inside i was&lt;/span&gt;. ahh she gonna make me look older lah by making me angry. grrs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot of people are feeling down lately. hmms, can understand why lah. izah and aloysius cheer up okay? everything will be fine. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-751189155914486943?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/751189155914486943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=751189155914486943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/751189155914486943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/751189155914486943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-some-reason-i-woke-up-veh-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-3830772199490951115</id><published>2007-07-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:28:59.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahh great, i was in a foul mood ever since i woke up. grr, seriously utterly pissed. rawr :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-3830772199490951115?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/3830772199490951115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=3830772199490951115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3830772199490951115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3830772199490951115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/07/ahh-great-i-was-in-foul-mood-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-4710862198474164185</id><published>2007-07-14T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:30:22.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i know i haven't update for like ages but who cares. been busy. hees. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay today had an awfully long day.&lt;/span&gt; today was the only day that i didn't come to school with the family. HAHA, felt weird but yea. like almost every day meet like that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*but im not complaining lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came in the morning for arts day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sha wanted to do posters/banners for khalilah and khairul cos they were inside talentime.&lt;/span&gt; so yea, they left me alone to do the bloody artworks while they went for balloon sculpting (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which they STILL haven't give me a balloon sword..)&lt;/span&gt; then after that, walked around with angeline raja, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mocking and laughing at how pathetic the salads were while waiting for talentime to start.&lt;/span&gt; made a ruckus at the back of the lecture theatre during the talentime show. HAHA. the drama was funny, especially mulan. pj live wasn't good, seriously. waste of time. anyway khairul was really really good. so was liyana. funny thing was,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; khalilah forgot her words but she manage to clinch third.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, liyana second,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; khairul anwar first. HAHA he has to win lah, with all the "dancing" and stuff&lt;/span&gt;. throughout the whole entire thing, i was laughing and bitching with shariffa ((: loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't have time to rest or anything after talentime ended. had to change for college day lah. long sleeved shirt, leather shoes and all. sighhs. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t was super hot on stage can. the speeches ran long, and my patience was running low. HAHA, seriously&lt;/span&gt;. and the thing was i had to smile and pretend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wasn't tired/sweating like a pig/aching like mad. &lt;/span&gt;haha, but i think i did a good job lah hor. HAHA, only minor mistakes. a few only lor. hees, after college day, walked around school without shoes cos my feet really really hurt. changed, ate a bit and went home alone. hahaha, first time going home alone after so long... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cos the kids got something on and faizah already left. was sooo tired on the bus lah, almost missed my stop but i didn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept a bit, then went to eat at al azhar with the family. my cousins were there too lah, and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we started crapping about wtf songs...you know those ridiculously insane irritating songs. HAHA. it's always fun to hang out with them, even though i was super duper tired. oh hell, im soo gonna sleep in my sunday. probably wake up at 1 or 2 o something. HAHA ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-4710862198474164185?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/4710862198474164185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=4710862198474164185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4710862198474164185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4710862198474164185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-i-know-i-havent-update-for-like.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-3719752948301016293</id><published>2007-07-04T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:55:22.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, im so not gonna talk about my results lah. some bad, some okay. i guess i just have to work harder for prelims. which, i am gonna tart mugging wayyy earlier for fear i won't have time. HAHA, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiasu-ism for you, thank you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept laughing a lot today. and i think it's cos of the electing of the new band exco. so the SLs and the EXCOs met up to see what was the proposed band exco for the year 2007-2008. haha, quite happy with the line up though, reshuffled quite a bit, in the end, everyone happy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so let's hope the new exco will do a better than job than us, cos i think they have the potential to do so. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked quite a bit at the band room. boy, it has been such a long time since i stepped into it. hees,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but the room is like in a huge mess can? grrr, cannot stand the mess.&lt;/span&gt; i think i shall arrange it like on friday or something? if they have band lah. had fun discussing about what to do on wednesday, and writing people's name in jawi and arabic. HAHA, especially aloysius' name. anyway, played around, joked around and then we left cos it was getting late and they were hungry. so went to eat lor. a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iyoh, i was tired earlier cos of tennis. haha also, i alughed alot before going for band exco due to the ppg family and khalilah. sheeshness, i've got to control my laughter. GRRs ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got accepted as the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; emcee for college day. die!&lt;/span&gt; and i dun think i can go for aloysius' band's thingy at westmall on saturday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;veh sorry, shall make it up to you okay. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-3719752948301016293?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/3719752948301016293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=3719752948301016293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3719752948301016293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3719752948301016293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-im-so-not-gonna-talk-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-2546317890507265379</id><published>2007-07-01T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:45:47.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so glad that mid years are finally over. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now i just have to worry and freak out about my results later. till then, i shall paaartyy. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directly after bio paper, went to queensway to run some errands with yaolun, aloysius, benjamin and huda accompanying me. wanted to look for shoes too, but there wasn't enough time. so yea, then went to town cos benjamin wanted to buy belt and benjamin&amp;aloysius wanted to get matching wallets. HAHA, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so there began our window shopping marathon. took like 3 hours, walking around? but we still didn't buy anything except for benjamin's belt.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, met faizah along the way and the whole group of us totally crapped and laughed our asses off. for some reason, there were LOADS of rjc girls in the streets of town that day. i guess it's girls' day out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went home with my feet aching. grrrs. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was another movie marathon after their physics paper. so met them at faizah's house after friday prayers. and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i seriously think the weather is becoming a *bleep* pain in the ass. seriously, grrrrrr. globalwarming is my public enemy number one. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. kinda got lost at faizah's neighbourhood, but luckily when i arrived, they also just arrived. so i didn't miss much. started with final destination. haha turned out only me and faizah and tunkuang watched it before lah. the rest haven't, so they were like..AHHH..OOOH. quite funny. then watched highschoolmusical. that one, after watching it with them, i found it even funnier.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wah lao, who go notice the extras at the background right? but it was super duper fun lah laughing...((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday went to meet aloysius and benjamin and rohai to watch TRANSFORMERS! benjamin was late, grrr. make me sit there so long lor. rushed to shaw lido, and managed to catch the movie on time.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ZOMG, the movie is soo bloody funny and cool lah. AUTOBOTS, ROLLOUT! cool, no? i seriously want to watch again. it's worth a second watch. ((:&lt;/span&gt; after the movie, we went to orchard mrt cos we had to go ngee ann poly concert. so the group of four explanded to six when aliff and sufi joined us. then it grew to seven when yida joined us in high heels. HAHA. went to clementi and it became 8 when guanri joined us there. while waiting for the bus, it became 10 when jiayi and faizah came. HAHA. then we were like crapping and eating while waiting for the bus. and we were soo late. we had to be locked out of the concert hall cos had to wait for the appropriate time. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o the ten of us were like totally camwhoring and making loads of noise outside. ahh, who cares? at least we had fun waiting. the concert was okay i guess, LONG and boring but still tolerable&lt;/span&gt;. the percussion ensemble and the batucadas were like super duper cool lah. everyting else just seems boring.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; took the 20 minute-intermission time to camwhore again. ((: we soo rocked the auditorium lah.&lt;/span&gt; after the concert, went out to eat at alazhar and then me aloysius faizah and benjamin went to walk one whole round to find the bloody bus stop, only to find out the bus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;184 ceased its service by 1115. great. so the three of us took the taxi to clementi and aloysius went to find his friends.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still sleepy even though i slept immediately after i came home lah, and woke up at 12? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, i still have stuffs to do cos some irritating bugger couldn't do it on time. GRRRRR =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pictures of the concert are to your right. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-2546317890507265379?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/2546317890507265379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=2546317890507265379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/2546317890507265379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/2546317890507265379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-so-glad-that-mid-years-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-5503649608175133341</id><published>2007-06-28T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T10:34:08.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so today is going to be my last paper for mid years. i think so far, this week's papers are relatively easy as compared to their killer papers last week. maths was okay lah, maybe can make up for my paper 1, chem was okay also lor. haha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything okay okay only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea anyway, after chem on tuesday, had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;movie marathon at my house&lt;/span&gt;. went to eat at kfc with skeen and khalilah along with jiayi izah and yida before heading out to laserflair to rent....american pie: band camp. HAHA. so yea, met the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huda and aloysius (they were already under my block),&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four of us (faizah was there)&lt;/span&gt; decided to start on our movie marathon without benjamin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watched epic movie lah&lt;/span&gt;. haha okay it was veh lame and funny. then after b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enjamin came, we started to watch american pie: band camp. ZOMG, freaking hilarious and disgusting lah&lt;/span&gt;, but still veh nice to watch. HAHA, quarter thru the movie, tun kuang and jiayi came. and we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughed our asses off watching the "english horn" scene and the sun tan lotion one as well&lt;/span&gt;. wah lao, it's like they neh censore quite a bit lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so can see like ____ and ____ sometimes&lt;/span&gt;. haha, and to think my three kids were THAT innocent. then after watching that, we went to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white chicks.&lt;/span&gt; haha, then we started to laugh really really hard. yep, that show neh fail to make me laugh till i tear. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*what a beautiful chocolate man, a-ha-ha-ha-ha ((:&lt;/span&gt; huilin came just in time to watch, so yea the 8 of us watched till 7 plus, and some had to go home and aloysius benjamin tk me faizah and jiayi decided to go imm to walk around. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*somewhere along the huda was lost&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. anyway, it was fun lah hanging out even though i still have papers on thursday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, i sooo loved that movie marathon. we should do it more often. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, me huda and huilin decided to meet up at boon lay to make our way to west coast park to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;play frisbee&lt;/span&gt; with ben and aloysius. haha, board 30 and could see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;benjamin like dashing across the road at his bus stop. *scary, no? &lt;/span&gt;see lah, who ask you walk so slow. anyway, went to ayer rajah food centre to eat breakfast and meet aloysius and then after eating we decided to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;follow aloysius' stupid idea to walk all the way to west coast park.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. anyway reached and we decided to play frisbee-monkey while waiting for guanri to come. then, when he came we started on ultimate frisbee. haha, my team mates were aloysius and huilin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wah lao, we kena thrashed by benjamin huda and guan ri lah&lt;/span&gt;. they are like damn good can? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but who cares, we had fun. ((: &lt;/span&gt;halfway thru the day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yaolun joined us and joined our team but we still lost. &lt;/span&gt;HAHA, damn tiring and hot can? we decided to slack at macs while waiting for tk and faizah to come. then khairul came first before the two of them, and soon all of us decided to play bowling at westbowl. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;((: teamed up with faizah and guanri and we were not bad leh.&lt;/span&gt; haha. faizah was like damn cool lah,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fast learner. keep gutterball-ing but in the end, got like strike and spare lor.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, there was one incident lah, damn funny, but wait she kill me sia. guanri and benjamin so tense lah. dunno why also, but we did have fun. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played 3 games and then we went to jurong point to eat and walked around. o&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mg, everybody's face was red lah, especially aloysius, who looked totally drunk.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my neck really hurts cos of sunburnt. GRRR, stupid hot weather&lt;/span&gt;. ahh we should do this again some time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just remind me not to wear black again okay? im so stupid. ((: *off to school for bio paper 1 and freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-5503649608175133341?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/5503649608175133341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=5503649608175133341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5503649608175133341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5503649608175133341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-so-today-is-going-to-be-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-5472151807316420617</id><published>2007-06-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:09:20.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hectic week it has been. common test is almost over for me. i still have 3 papers to sit for. maths chem and bio. hmms,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nehminds i shall continue working hard&lt;/span&gt;. i must not fail maths. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;gp was okay, chemistry and maths were killer papers. econs was easy and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the first time im saying this in my whole entire jc life, i think bio is okay. haha, unlike all those previous killer bio papers lah. haha.&lt;/span&gt; first time, i completed my essay and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;funny thing was i was humming "noah's ark" while doing.&lt;/span&gt; the crazy running notes  was suddenly in my head. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bio paper, huda jiayi and i chionged to macs to eat our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hotcakes.&lt;/span&gt; haha, finally we got to eat them for breakfast. bought for aloysius hotcakes also. then we ate and waited for aloysius. continued to eat once he came. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talked about our previous bands and our experiences being abl and section leaders and drum majors. haha, coolness lah&lt;/span&gt;. then benjamin joined us after his lit paper. ate and i went for friday prayers. only to come back to macs after that to see faizah and tunkuang there. HAHA. then we decided to go vivo, even though i was tired and ben ben was tired as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one the train, crapped quite alot. reached vivo walked around until &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we felt super duper hungry and bought burger king and seriously had a picnic at the water park. hees, so fun lah. the scenery, the people, the company, the food. ((: camwhored, cracked jokes, laughed, ate somemore and enjoyed the view&lt;/span&gt;. haha, i really needed the break. seriously. five days straight of mugging, i have to unwind sooner or later. HAHA. somewhere along the way, people got super tired, and s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ome got cranky. i think. oh well, hope he's fine though. he told me he was, so i believe him lor. &lt;/span&gt;walked around abit, stopped by candy empire, stocked up on jellybeans and went home. and our going home would be a pitstop at jurong point. walked abit and stoned before actually going home. HAHA, i dunno why but i kinda like the times we spent together. haha, mugging first and later going out that kind. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love my band members. ((: ahh, son better take care of yourself. i don't think you're in the mood to do anything after your papers today though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bio notes are soaked with rootbeer. goddamn it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i really feel very sad. gosh, that's how geeky i am. seriously, im really really sad. grrrrr.&lt;/span&gt; stupid rootbeer bottle. and my bag is wet as well. my crumpler is in the toilet. waiting to be washed. grrrrr. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid rootbeer bottle. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-5472151807316420617?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/5472151807316420617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=5472151807316420617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5472151807316420617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5472151807316420617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/hectic-week-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-6126118561037872951</id><published>2007-06-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:01:33.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg, today woke up super early to run errands. got back in time to change and go je library to book space. haha reached there at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;945 and there was already a big crowd like in front of the entrance. grrr, kiasu, know?&lt;/span&gt; anyway, luckily khairul was there way early. actually didn't expect him to be there but since he was there, h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e helped me chiong to the tables and book a table for me. &lt;/span&gt;thanks hunk. HAHAS. got to the table, crapped a bit with him and shariffa before doing my chem.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; haha. i love chem! i must love chem! hees, finally understood electrochemistry can&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAS. did some chem papers that mr hou gave though before faizah came around 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she mugged econs and then ben ben and huds came around 1130 and i think huds and faizah decided to crap with the magazines they bought while ben ben did his econs and i continued with chem. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha oh and huds hihi puffy amiyumi doll is cute but noisy&lt;/span&gt;.then they camwhored quite a bit in between mugging. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sheeshness, i know. HAHA. then aloysius finished his GP remedial in school with usha kumar.&lt;/span&gt; so we met up with him go eat lunch at imm. after lunch we kinda laughed in front of the video shop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watching epic movie. =.= i know we needed that to unwind. HAHAS &lt;/span&gt;and we were caught in the heavy rain lah. aiyoh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was soaking wet can?&lt;/span&gt; came back and continued mugging. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aloysius so poor thing cos he tried to understand econs but couldn't.&lt;/span&gt; nehminds, at least i was there to clear his doubts. see, im not a bad teacher like someone's cousin. HAHA. oops, veh mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got tired of mugging and i had to meet sahira for some performance thing at orchard brought them along and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we were like mugging on the train lah. HAHA, sad case.&lt;/span&gt; walk around to "shop" for their wallets while sahira took the cab to town. in the end, they went to heerens while i go meet up with nadia and sahira. LOVES those two bimbos. had fun crapping with them at starbucks after that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that nadia lah, make me laugh so hard can. and that sahira, told me buy a totally wrong drink. grrr, nehminds, the raspberry frappe was still nice. ((:&lt;/span&gt; crapped abit and laughed alot and then they had to go off to seri's bbq while i had to go meet the band members to eat dinner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had a mother effing laugh while having dinner lah. aiyoh and i didn't know that aloysius is such a crybaby. HAHA, no wonder he's the youngest child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after making a nuisance at taka, went home via train and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we decided to share our childhood stories from pushing sisters down the stairs, to crapping in shorts, peeing in front of the door and and competing with cousins. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; those were the days. gosh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we were so childish and still are. HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt; then one by one we disappeared along the green line train. and i got home just to eat again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosh, seriously i think i gained alot during the hols. BOO! haha tomorrow, going chalet. im so going to school from pasir ris. BEST denki ah&lt;/span&gt;. gosh, mid years gonna start soon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOO! =( wish my luck. all the luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want photos people. please send me. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-6126118561037872951?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/6126118561037872951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=6126118561037872951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6126118561037872951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6126118561037872951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/zomg-today-woke-up-super-early-to-run.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-4376709567123091547</id><published>2007-06-16T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:08:03.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay today had mugging session with faizah, ben ben, alloy and huds again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seems like im spending ever single waking hour with them.&lt;/span&gt; ahaha love them loads, they are good mugging partners. hms, yesteday had chem mock test. met up with them to go school together. i could answer the first two questions and the last two of the paper. in between, i seriously didn't know how to do lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aiyoh, my chem sucks to the max can. anyway, after taking answers, escaped from the rest of the lecture to join alloy and huds to study&lt;/span&gt;. then they had to go for chem and faizah and yida joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got hungry so asked ben ben to come along since he has piano lessons at 2 and he finished consultation earlier than expected. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o ate at macs and me ben yida and faizah bought fillet o fish meals lah. wah lao, everyone think alike sia. cool-ness. &lt;/span&gt;then i went back with faizah to mug in school. went to level 3 to mug. haha quite conducive actually. crapped with faizah until huilin huda and aloysius came to mug after their chemistry mock test. then ben joined us from piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapped alot actually, didn't study much then izah had to go meet the boyfriend so left me with the four j1s. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. somewhere along the way they danced and compared band songs &lt;/span&gt;and then we left to meet izah after a couple of hours. then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eldest son got upset from the carpark onwards&lt;/span&gt;, which was already worrying and sad to see. those two other kids lah, always bully him. then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he got even angrier which got me scared cos he shouted and didn't talk to anyone at the bus stop or on the bus. =( &lt;/span&gt;but he okay-ed after the bus ride, starting to talk to us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but  dun think he was really okay though. cheer up son. daddy here for you if you wanna talk.&lt;/span&gt; funny thing was at night, when everyone online, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daddy advice went overdrive with all three kids confiding in me with all sorts of issues. haiyoh, let's hope everyone is okay, OKAY? work hard for mid years. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;veh brain draining! i tell you after mid years, i need a good two weeks to unwind&lt;/span&gt;. grrr, b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ut i like chemistry now. HAHA. aloysius doesn't like maths after today. and benjamin doesn't like lit after today.&lt;/span&gt;  crapped alot during lunch though. aiyah i dunno lah, i think im getting boring. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to watch transformers and fantastic four. hmms. shall watch with my children and kak ijah. HAHAS. oh well, pia mid years first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-4376709567123091547?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/4376709567123091547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=4376709567123091547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4376709567123091547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4376709567123091547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-today-had-mugging-session-with.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-3186859767136972247</id><published>2007-06-13T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:58:15.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i'll do a quick update i guess. just now morning met with faizah to go school together for maths mock paper. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes yes, wake up so eary just to tease and make fun of maths right? i know, pathetic. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; was nearly late cos i woke up at 730 cos supposed to meet at 8. haha but in the end, we got like 15 minutes to burn in school lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was okay i guess. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think it was do-able.&lt;/span&gt; but got the usual blanks here and there lah. nehminds, i got three more days to go. will work hard. throughout the whole time,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; skeen khalilah and shariffa were like communicating with the graphic calculators. HAHA while me and sangi were whispering and discussing the answers.&lt;/span&gt; when they went through the answers, me and sangi were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing quite a fair bit&lt;/span&gt; cos she happened to find my jokes funny. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, finally a fan. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after maths, rushed down get solutions and went to of school cos me and faizah going jw library where my kids were lah. h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aha benjamin booked seats like wayy in the morning and he was like alone for quite a while before the other two came&lt;/span&gt;. asked nawariah to guard our stuffs while we ate. dunno why lunch was quiet. HAHA, i guess i was still tired from maths. sighhhs, early mornings. went back to library to start mugging for chem. haha, aloysius was doing chem too apparently. he so hardworking lah, all for mock test tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kept asking me tys questions. thank god i knew how to answer most of them. kinda helped me revise my chem for tomorrow as well. HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so faizah left around 5 to go change cos she has to go her aunt house. so after she met up with us to just mugged for a few minutes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we started to crap quite alot. about sex and pregnancy and the theory of when we were conceived. HAHA, i know but we just couldn't mug anymore.&lt;/span&gt; haha, after aloysius finished his revision, we left library. leaving the two boys to eat dinner together and me and faizah to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things i discovered today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) firestar from TEEN TITANS is a total bimbo/slut. irritating as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) faizah looks super old when she wears tudong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) aloysius has never eaten famous amos cookies before, until i offered him some today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) yida can really go crazy in public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) we cannot go library cos for sure no space since we all have chem mock tomorrow. HAHAS. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-3186859767136972247?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/3186859767136972247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=3186859767136972247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3186859767136972247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3186859767136972247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-ill-do-quick-update-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-7698761880971707599</id><published>2007-06-12T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:00:32.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, today morning went to school to study maths with bteok. but she was late, as usual. so i decided to do my maths first lor. actually quite efficient lah, did half of set C. but there were blanks here and there but everything else was complete. it was just a few blanks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still, i am soo not sure of vectors.&lt;/span&gt; then bteok arrived, and she helped me with those questions she can do which i can't. HAHA, thank you babe! t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hen it rained lah, then discussed and complained about how the maths department was retarded cos never give solutions. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 2, we decided to go home and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i was actually rushing to get to jurong point, cos the three kids waiting for me to go eat lunch. HAHA, damn funny lah, they were damn hungry.&lt;/span&gt; okay the 180 bus journey wasn't that great. half an hour long, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kept thinking about mid years and how i was scared about failing chemistry and probably maths, cos i haven't touch organic yet. seriously, felt super stressed and stuff, on the bus? &lt;/span&gt;can you believe it. haish, must be something wrong with me lah. then met them to go eat. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was super quiet along the way lah. &lt;/span&gt;they asked why, but i kept quiet though, told them i was okay, even though i was still feeling like that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIYOH, damn emo leh, aiman. but about studies? how pathetic right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate, and went to jw to mug, cos they reserved seats. met skeen and eva there too. they both helped me with poisson and i helped skeen with perms and combs. then ben ben had to go meet the sister after an hour of crapping and talking. and alloy was tired from his class chalet, so all three decided to g and leave me there alone to study. haha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was eerily quiet and damn lonely, but i managed to get by 2 hours of studying maths ((: until faizah came from her date. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; chatted, did some maths and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally lamed over this family tree until we were super tired and went home.&lt;/span&gt; not without making a pitstop at prima deli to get waffles. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yumyumyum. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im taking a break before i finish up set C and half of A later. tomorrow maths mock. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hope i can do the paper lah. but it's in the morning, i confirm be very moody lah. =/&lt;br /&gt;but i have a feeling, im gonna leave most of it blanks and wait for answers. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-7698761880971707599?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/7698761880971707599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=7698761880971707599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/7698761880971707599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/7698761880971707599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-today-morning-went-to-school-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-4637282287662956143</id><published>2007-06-10T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:29:57.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so it's sunday. meaning i woke up at 1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAS. to think i i've slept for almost 11 hours cos i was online after the concert&lt;/span&gt; crapping wih faizah and stuffs. she really wanted her photos lah. so i give lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the concert was great. seriously. before that, went to meet aloysius and huda go orchard. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ppgs aka the walking oranges wanted to get something for their aunt aka faizah&lt;/span&gt;. so waited for b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enjamin who was unusually late &lt;/span&gt;cos he came from pasir ris from class outing. o.O then decided go taka to buy chocolates, then walk walk and nothing they fancied. i mean come on, you're shopping with aloysius! haha, then went wisma to get famous amos cookies lor. and they walked the wrong way lah and it's super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obvious cos the three of them were wearing the SAME orange giordano polo shirt which they bought together&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wayy to tell everyone that you're good friends right? HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; throughout the whole time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aloysius was saying how i was like a dad bringing the three kids out.&lt;/span&gt; and a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loysius kept quarelling with ben ben&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ben ben was sulking cos huda and alloy wouldn't stop bullying him and excluding him from their convos. &lt;/span&gt;HAHA so sad sia. but in the end, it was okay lah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went bugis to "shop" for alloy's wallet and then we had to meet jiayi tunkuang and rohai at burger king. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, turned out rohai had the almost the same stripet black and grey sweater lah. wah lao, copycat sia. &lt;/span&gt;eat and eat and again since we had two tables, the ppg table were totally bitching baout the j2 table and we were totally bitching about the ppg table. BEST, denki lah. they kept laughing at us for no reason at all lah. then made our way to nafa campus cos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear faizah cannot wait to camwhore with us. throughout the journey, we were laughing and making noise and it didn't stop until we entered the auditorium for the concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert was good lah, but the ppgs were close to sleeping though. grrr. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izah was good. faeliq was good too! the oboe girl was good too. HAHA. second half was really entertaining.&lt;/span&gt; but one thing bad about the concert was the EMCEE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha not only does he has his pants all the way to his abdomen, he can't speak for nuts lah. practically reading his essays from the cards with NO eye contact whatsoever. HAHA oh well.&lt;/span&gt;  aft the concert went to PS to eat then faeliq and company was there. but they lost something and faizah was like super sad. aiyah he will get it back sooner or later orhs. went home on the train, still can camwhore and make noise even though it was like late at night. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was fun lah the whole outing. like neh see each other for a long time can? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmvEcxcC5dI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LIUb4QttRHs/s1600-h/concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmvEcxcC5dI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LIUb4QttRHs/s400/concert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074365403749344722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*compiled everything into a collage. muahahahas. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks for the MAT-ish comments everyone. really appreciate it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *rolls eyes. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-4637282287662956143?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/4637282287662956143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=4637282287662956143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4637282287662956143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/4637282287662956143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-so-its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmvEcxcC5dI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LIUb4QttRHs/s72-c/concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-3284567560441082913</id><published>2007-06-09T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:53:30.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, it's a saturday morning. and yes i've woken up already. AMAZING right? one of the firsts. anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now listening to orient express. AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;. hahas, i tell you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;band songs are veh nice to mug to. haha, especially those slow overtures&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAS. anyway, the whole week was mugging lor. tell me what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday went to mug with yaolun at jurong west library. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha i had to wake up super early to chop seats can?&lt;/span&gt; luckily when i came, there were still the round tables and benches available. but the round table nicer to mug lah. benches must sit on the floor, my butt will get numb after a short while. then mug mug mug, read comics, eat, mug mug crapped then go home. wah best, my cycle is like that lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday went to mug in school with skeen. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yida and faizah were there to cos they finished "jogging". my ass lah&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA, then they left go vivo city. =( so i studied with skeen and sam. managed to finish microeconomics and half of macro. so i think quite fruitful. all i need to do is to retain all the information in my brain. sighhhs,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; maximised capacity already lah, with all the bio and chem!&lt;/span&gt; grrr, i hate mugging. bloody midyears, but then again, mid years don't have blood. then after that, went to imm find jiayi and tunkuang go buy faizah's present. brought my cousin along also. haha, turned out tunkuang and my cousin knew each other. HAHA. so coincidental. then i was being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very UNCLE&lt;/span&gt; at the flower shop lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wah lao, service damn slow, highly inefficient lor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*oh no, im turning into aloysius.&lt;/span&gt; got what we wanted and parted ways. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOH haha, jiayi and tunkuang went home together. HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected my new specs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S EVEN REDDER PEOPLE. ((: and cut hair.&lt;/span&gt; then home lor. wah best, mugged even more at home sia. and managed to complete ECONS. hahaha, played the bunny game to relief stress and slept at 1. seriously, i think im deprived of sleep. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omewhere along the way, somebody pissed off miss ng and i got a 84610 points for that bunny game. HAHA. i soo rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later going izah's concert, but i meeting the children earlier for them to go shopping. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great, aloysius shopping. HAHA, we are soo gonna be late for the concert. HAHA ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-3284567560441082913?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/3284567560441082913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=3284567560441082913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3284567560441082913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/3284567560441082913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha-its-saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-478406370400878398</id><published>2007-06-06T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:12:23.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha okay, mugged maths in the morning when i woke up especially early for some weird reason or another. HAHA, too used to waking up at 12/1 so much so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was at a lost at what to do when i woke up at 9. so i did maths after i bathed.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muggertron-ish&lt;/span&gt; of me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then received sms from dear faizah to ask me mug with jiayi and tun kuang at jurong west library. so went there, mugged maths AGAIN and left at 245 with her cos i had to meet seri and nadia for our shopping date and faizah had to go home to put blazers and stuff before meeting angela. so rushed to bugis, thinking i was late, but in the end i was super early. THANK YOU. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nadia came in a cab, where she managed to catch some shut eye and seri, is always late. DIVA sia.&lt;/span&gt; haha made our way to bugis village to get my s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weater and a few tshirts for ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;HAHA, shopped for like an hour or so then went to town to meet sahira and brian. oh yea before that ate at long john and made fools of ourselves lah. aiyoh sad mans. then went to meet the couple at starbucks. i swear to god i was apprehensive about the whole meeting cos i don't even know her boyfriend lah.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but nehminds, after a venti cup of java chips, we were suddenly making friends HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lameness and the bimboness started to surface and my asthmatic laughs were really apparent cos seri is MY GOD, the most BIMBOTIC friend i have ever met.&lt;/span&gt; haha, that's why i miss hanging out with her lah. and she has like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supply full of LONG and super dumb stories which you can never guess the answers to them lah. wah lao, seriously. NOONE COULD GUESS lah seri. &lt;/span&gt;went home with nadia and seri after like a LONG chillout session at starbucks. man, it was a great day to unwind after a week of mugging and sorts. HAHA, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't wait for saturday, can get to see my children after a week of absence. HAHA. ((: i sound like a paedophile. HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-478406370400878398?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/478406370400878398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=478406370400878398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/478406370400878398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/478406370400878398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha-okay-mugged-maths-in-morning-when.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8678766519716691204</id><published>2007-06-03T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T13:14:41.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so yesterday went to esplanade to study with faizah and rohai. H&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHA, omg after like 4 hours of mugging, we seriously went lame and crazy.&lt;/span&gt; you'll find out in a while. haha, ben ben alloy and huda were studying at je library. so yea, we kinda got separated that day. HAHA, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nehminds, while they went to watch SHREK 3 without us, we had OUR own fun. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so yea, got to esplanade and mug mug mug. did the j1 chemistry topics. tried very hard to understand organic chemistry. i think i finally go the hang of it lah. just need to practice synthesis and story-telling questions. faizah was mugging maths and rohai was mugging physics. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omewhere along the way, the tamil radio station, OLI kept us company. haha, i tell you the hindi songs are like so HIP and COOL lah&lt;/span&gt;. very nice music to study to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNQelPz1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/8-PZDNBClAA/s1600-h/studyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNQelPz1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/8-PZDNBClAA/s400/studyyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071701075855134546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. so yea. around 545 like that, we decided to stop cos we were very tired and hungry already. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so kinda camwhored in the library for a whil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e (even did some crazy whing with rohai's sweater which can be zipped all the way to the hood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. saw syazwan studying with his friends before going to the roof terrace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha camwhored completely&lt;/span&gt;. like even lying on the grass lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone stared, including the security guards but we heck care sia. HAHAS. BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNdOlPz2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dNcK4dJke-I/s1600-h/esplanadeyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNdOlPz2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dNcK4dJke-I/s400/esplanadeyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071701294898466658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went marina square, eat dinner. ordered from the same stall and shared everything. and i kinda made a fool of myself when i was cutting the bloody fish. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it flew and kena faizah's dress. i shouted OMG, SORRY so loudly until everyone turned lah. then izah and rohai just had to LOL-ed&lt;/span&gt;. ahh, very very sorry her dress become dirty sia. wah lao,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; im such a klutz can?&lt;/span&gt; i didn't tell you but throughout the day, whenever i take out my handphone from my pocket, i almost drop it. HAHAS. after dinner, we went down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watch powerpuffy:battle of the bands.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, got powerpuff girls and hihi puffy amiyumi. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn cute lah.&lt;/span&gt; ben ben alloy and huda should have been there man. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cos i know the three of us were laughing our asses off at how sluttish the powerpuff girls were dancing.&lt;/span&gt; after the whole event was over, we decided to walk around and our inner child let loose sia. took pictures with toys and some rides. wah man, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really went crazy lah&lt;/span&gt;. at least better than last time we went marina with ben ben alloy huda. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walk 2 hours, just to find a pathetic belt. alloy lah, shop like uncle sia. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNm-lPz3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WgkcFFgbT6c/s1600-h/yayness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNm-lPz3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WgkcFFgbT6c/s400/yayness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071701462402191218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, feeling sore in the stomach, cos i think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laugh too much already&lt;/span&gt;. boy, it was fun lah! we've got to do this again, people? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nehminds, we mug first, then watch shrek 3 next week okay? bring your ears along! ((:&lt;br /&gt;*haha, was too lazy to post pictures one by one. so i decided to make a collage. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8678766519716691204?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8678766519716691204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8678766519716691204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8678766519716691204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8678766519716691204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-so-yesterday-went-to-esplanade-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RmJNQelPz1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/8-PZDNBClAA/s72-c/studyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-189470188592945509</id><published>2007-06-01T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T19:30:31.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay woke up early just to go mugging in school. wah best, those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two tails&lt;/span&gt; haha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUA EKOR&lt;/span&gt; ( skeen and khalilah) say meet at concourse at 10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 still not there sia. then i was like mugging alone for an hour&lt;/span&gt;. faizah and yida came and s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aw how loser-ish i was. then talk abit then skeen arrived.&lt;/span&gt; haha, alloy decided to join the two of us at our table. he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a bit no brian leh, meet up with ben ben and huda at 9 plus just to accompany them to school when his class starts at 12.30 HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; nehmind, siblings must stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dunno halfway, alloy's cheapo watch broke. HAHA. funny sia.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ask me to fix, and was fiddling over it for half an hour until i gave it to skeen for her to try her best and fix it back&lt;/span&gt;. then cannot sey. then he continue stuying his physics. when that super late fashionista mama aka khalilah came, i became super hungry. thank god, she bought food like i told her to. if not i'll die. then i ask her to fix alloy's watch, cos she can practically fix anything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then within a minute or so, she managed to fix it lah. the three of us all STUNNED sey.&lt;/span&gt; seriously. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, good job 98-girl. you certainly proved your worth. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then alloy left, ben ben and huda came. then the five of us started studying lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which in the end became futile cos skeen and khalilah were busy talking to the juniors like they knew each other from last time sia. funny as hell.&lt;/span&gt; huilin joined us later and the six of us make alot of noise lah, talk , laugh and played some stupid game. b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ut then powerpuff girls and mojo jojo left to go find their matching polo tees. -.- &lt;/span&gt;leaving us to study alone lor. study study study i became veh tired and slept. woke up and stoned cos people were making loads of noise. then decided to leave at 445 cos seriously veh noisy sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damned that group of students filming some shi&lt;/span&gt;t. seriously, people studying/sleeping, so inconsiderate lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wah laos. now im super tired and tomorrow go out mugging with faizah and rohai at esplanade&lt;/span&gt;. dunno powerpuff girls coming or not?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; heavy duty shopping tomorrow? i just want that NUM slippers and i'll be happy. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-189470188592945509?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/189470188592945509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=189470188592945509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/189470188592945509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/189470188592945509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-woke-up-early-just-to-go-mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-6371047249687729994</id><published>2007-05-31T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:29:57.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so it's a public holiday but im like spending the entire day mugging my maths away. sighhhs, irritating mid years. hmm yesterday went to school for bio lecture. it wasn't really abio lecture since she didn't even complete HALF of the lecture notes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's like 7 pages in 2 hours?&lt;/span&gt; come on! and the thing is, we're tested for that topic. great, self study sia. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahh, wasn't in the mood to talk or anything and i think faizah ben ben and alloy could tell.&lt;/span&gt; so sorry lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something was pissing me off in the morning.&lt;/span&gt; aiyah you know me what, once im angry i won't talk. which is highly stupid cos im meeting them for badminton. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, after dealing with shaorong cos he wanted to photocopy my bio notes and chem notes, rushed out to lot one to meet ben ben alloy and minli cos they eating lunch. kinda forgot about my whole angry-ness while i was eating with them. met RAY-MON and then made our way to cck stadium. SO SORRY FAIZAH. REALLY SORRY. reached then started to play badminton. wah, maomao trashed me can? he's really good. huda faizah jiayi and xiuren came later. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then started to play and laugh. very fun i must say. and i was really sweating like mad. good exercise. ((: weees. then somemore, after badminton faizah jiayi and me were like singing to chinese songs in front of everyone lah. HAHA, so no shame at all. &lt;/span&gt;went to lot one for green apple milk teas and green apple green teas. and went home. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home and i was super duper tired. so i slept and woke up at 9 to do maths while multitasking online. HAHA.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the night was extremely hot sia&lt;/span&gt;. on aircon still perspiring abit. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damned global warming. i think it's worsening each day&lt;/span&gt;. SIGHHH.seriously, i think the weather's bad nowadays. oh well, mugging at night has been relaxing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but couldn't study as efficiently with the latest rise in temperature in the weather. HAHA, &lt;/span&gt;im blaming the weather for not making me study. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT EXCUSE, NO? &lt;/span&gt;HAHA, im off to do maths APGP. i have yet to answer a proper question of APGP without getting everything wrong. DIE le. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-6371047249687729994?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/6371047249687729994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=6371047249687729994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6371047249687729994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6371047249687729994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-so-its-public-holiday-but-im-like.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8910963155252997928</id><published>2007-05-28T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:17:54.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wayyy to early for me to start feeling crappy shitty and stressed ou&lt;/span&gt;t. one week has passed, and i still have a long way to go. god help me. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's keeping me going is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reruns of friends, spongebob squarepants, chocolates and my friends&lt;/span&gt;-as in real ones. not the sitcom friends. HAHA. okay, no mood. just spent the entire day on gp research and zonking in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do my chemistry in the morning. gah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking forward to meeting the band members tomorrow though. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8910963155252997928?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8910963155252997928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8910963155252997928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8910963155252997928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8910963155252997928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-its-wayyy-to-early-for-me-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-5615245416392197376</id><published>2007-05-27T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T01:54:26.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, had a great time today. first went to met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jody, zhan hong, wilfred and xiuli&lt;/span&gt; at somerset. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cos the emcees were treated lunch by mr siraj and miss kely chong. weee.&lt;/span&gt; so happy lah. tina and juvy were late, so we decided to go there first. oh gosh, the rice table was like so secluded can? have to walk in here and there. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heeshness. but once we found the place we're so famished already. thank god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw mr siraj there, without miss chong at first(she was late as well) ate the crackers and talked a while and the people started strolling in from then on. oh gosh, the food came as well, and boy was it delicious. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUSLY. we kept eating and eating, and topping up the dishes cos it was a buffet of some sort lah.&lt;/span&gt; haha, zhan hong had like a mountain of rice on his plate and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he kept eating all my prawns lah! wah lao,&lt;/span&gt; he really can eat alot mans. anyway, the food was really good. had fun laughing along with the rest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosh, im so gonna miss emceeing with everyone lah.&lt;/span&gt; after eating all the satays, prawns and ALL the other dishes, mr siraj decided to tell us ghost stories&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. omg, really scary, even at broad daylight man. my hairs were standing up&lt;/span&gt;. after that, the teachers paid and we took pictures and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my mom and my sisters at tangs cos they were shopping. i mean first day of great singapore sale, no? ahh, b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ut the NUM slippers that i wanted weren't available at heerens NOR cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;. so i guess i have to go down to city link mall, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN. haha. powerpuff girls and yellow big bird, please accompany me okay?&lt;/span&gt; anyway, went home and got ready to go meet ben ben alloy and faizah at imm. haha. they wanted to eat, so we ate and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "BANQUET"-sheeshness, izah.&lt;/span&gt; and then walked around to find ben ben a present for his friend. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alloy a present for his dearest. HEES.&lt;/span&gt; along the way that faizah made me laugh so hard lah. until i have to squat down and stuff. then i was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;physically abused &lt;/span&gt;by ben ben and alloy lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUGGERS SIA. PAIN LEH. REALLY. wah lao! crap, no?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the both of you BETTER WATCH OUT, I TELL YOU.  &lt;/span&gt;then after the objectives were met, went to the pasar malam to walk. wah, HOT sey. cannot stand it. then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went home with ben ben on 98.&lt;/span&gt; got to know a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HILARIOUS story about dear ben ben. HAHA, LMAO sia&lt;/span&gt;. shall tell you all when i see you. HAHA. stupid sey this boy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no wonder you were fat during primary school. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna do research on GP the whole day tomorrow. and i need to complete chem before chem extra lesson on monday. i need luck. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-5615245416392197376?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/5615245416392197376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=5615245416392197376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5615245416392197376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5615245416392197376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-had-great-time-today.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8550817432410709816</id><published>2007-05-25T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:41:42.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so i've been veh busy with pre u sem and stuffs. so i didn't have chance to blog. BUT BOY, did i have a blast this week. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVED IT TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; -MASS UPDATE-&lt;/span&gt; pre u sem was okay but that's not important haha. let me start off with..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*im gonna bombard this whole blog with PICTURES, BEHOLD ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was the ONLY da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y wher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e i d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idn't have pre u sem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so woke up early in the morning, to start doing huda's big birthday card. hees, MY IDEA THANK YOU. anyway, yea, cut cut cut, draw draw, colour colour, paste here and there. and TADAA a spongebob card. masterpiece sey. seriously, i think i've outdone myself. ((: well, i liked it so who cares. then went out to ikea to buy frame for huda's present part 2. haha, t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;niors are COOL people ohkay?&lt;/span&gt; get special gifts for their juniors. so you all should thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izah and rohey hor&lt;/span&gt;. go ikea, got the thing then went straight to cineleisure to meet&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ruiming, sahiras and nadia for pirates of the caribbean movie date. LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; haha it has been a while since i last hang out with them. but ruiming was being total emo lah. aiyah, but he got better in the end, cos the movie totally freaking ROCKS lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hilarious like shit can?&lt;/span&gt; wah, with the company of my three favourite friends and pirates! OMG, totally laughed my ass off lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mbarrassed myself by LOL-ed in the middle of the m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ovie alone.&lt;/span&gt; luckily NOONE knew&lt;br /&gt;who i was ((: then it was like already 11 plus and we still camwhored at starbucks. haha, we rock lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbUKEUMwXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4NwY9kdp2TE/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbUKEUMwXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4NwY9kdp2TE/s200/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068471700074316146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbU9EUMwYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/i5cTVFi6bxo/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbmJ0UMw3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XsIQlB9SY8Y/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbmJ0UMw3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XsIQlB9SY8Y/s200/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068491486988649330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed from pre u sem rehearsal lah. luckily got time to eat lunch and stuff before meeting izah, ben ben alloy, huda, huiling for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ICE SKATING. haha. &lt;/span&gt;then chunyu couldn't make it cos he sick so we frantically call people to join us to make up that group of four, cos can skate unlimited mah. finally jolinne agreed. so while the j1s went up to ice skate first. &lt;span&gt;roh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ai was already there with her mcs friends. haha so c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;oincidental lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me yao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lun and faizah were busy making noise and camwhoring out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;side the iceskating rink.&lt;/span&gt; haha while waiting for jolinne. around an hour later, then she came then WE entered and SKATED. haha, took me a while cos i haven't skate like for 6 years plus lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the hang of it and started to go solo first. wah lao, that ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jamin is fast lah. w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as playin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g catching with him around the rink, and i couldn't even get close to him.&lt;/span&gt; took LOADS of photo and we even had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday song session with foam for huda&lt;/span&gt; specially arranged by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good people of fuji ice palace and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huiling. so&lt;/span&gt; fun lah, skate around, chase each other, try to push each other until we fall. laugh at each other when they fall. AHH &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;*oh and there was this super little girl who was doing her figure skating routine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG, DAMN CUTE LAH!!! &lt;/span&gt;skated until we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ters&lt;/span&gt; and our toes felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;numb&lt;/span&gt;. and ate and took&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; neoprints and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; play dayto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. damn cool lah, poor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;benjamin with his super sl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ow pink car.&lt;/span&gt; he lost two games in a row. only to be second last in the third round. HAHA, IT WAS FUN! SERIOUSLY, but i was super duper tired after that. didn't manage to catch prison break. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbWZ0UMwbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/grGGIFNNGgE/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbWZ0UMwbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/grGGIFNNGgE/s200/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068474169680511410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbZqkUMwgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_tBa-dwyuQA/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbZqkUMwgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_tBa-dwyuQA/s200/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068477755978203650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbXSEUMwcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p74RFXjafVc/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbXSEUMwcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p74RFXjafVc/s200/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068475136048153026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbYDkUMwdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g4ZqK3V2TsM/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbYDkUMwdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g4ZqK3V2TsM/s200/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068475986451677650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbYpEUMweI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8WgGTCDsLYQ/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbYpEUMweI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8WgGTCDsLYQ/s200/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068476630696772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbZL0UMwfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XdeC38U3Emo/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbZL0UMwfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XdeC38U3Emo/s200/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068477227697226226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbZ_UUMwhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tiSKm8P20pE/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbZ_UUMwhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tiSKm8P20pE/s200/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068478112460489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbaIUUMwiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jh0dZdhZQ-4/s1600-h/ZAZA048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbaIUUMwiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jh0dZdhZQ-4/s200/ZAZA048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068478267079311906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbah0UMwjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/LGObmAn2LQg/s1600-h/ZAZA061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbah0UMwjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/LGObmAn2LQg/s200/ZAZA061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068478705165976114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbb7UUMwmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/i19IPQHZV1Y/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbb7UUMwmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/i19IPQHZV1Y/s200/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068480242764268130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbbNUUMwkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ocm05AspKaI/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbbNUUMwkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ocm05AspKaI/s200/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068479452490285634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbbnUUMwlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6RXVHMYVEB0/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbbnUUMwlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6RXVHMYVEB0/s200/Picture+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068479899166884434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbcX0UMwnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jvpQzbgczpo/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbcX0UMwnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jvpQzbgczpo/s200/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068480732390539890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbc7UUMwpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KNYqhDrC5iA/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbc7UUMwpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KNYqhDrC5iA/s200/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068481342275895954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my closing ceremony emcee-ing at NTU for pre u sem. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was a blast lah. was nervous at first and still tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; from skating the day before.&lt;/span&gt; the participants were great. FUN, CHEERY, LOUD. damn cool lah to see them chatting, cheering, camwhoring. oh mans, so want to be a participant, but emceeing good enough. saw them participating enthusiastically for the closing ceremony activity but that was after a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ERRIBLY LONG WAIT&lt;/span&gt; lah for the minister to talk see the presentations. haha damn cool i must say. then rushed to town with farah and juvy, was super tired, so slept on the train lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;met rohey huda, zaza, ben ben and alloy at heerens. cos alloy want to buy NUM slippers.&lt;/span&gt; he lah, dun like to go shopping with him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;veh veh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; slow and fickle minded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;. sighh. can die sia. couldn't find the slippers he wanted to buy so went to eat at far east first, and met with yida. eat eat crapped and laughed then go city link mall.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SIGHH. finally, he bought the damned slippers. &lt;/span&gt;i told him the navy blue is nice and he bought it. HEES, the influential power of AIMAN. okay then after that went home lor. die, im hanging out with the juniors more and more. beginning to be like them can. the quarreling, the pinching, the laming. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sighhhhhs =/ but fun ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbeT0UMwsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/acjqhAGFx48/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbeT0UMwsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/acjqhAGFx48/s200/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068482862694318786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbd70UMwrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/H8voXPzsrRI/s1600-h/Picture+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbd70UMwrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/H8voXPzsrRI/s200/Picture+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068482450377458354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbgBkUMwwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VqNUClAUzuE/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbgBkUMwwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VqNUClAUzuE/s200/Picture+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068484748184961794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbgSkUMwxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JXHZmWgCNLc/s1600-h/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbgSkUMwxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JXHZmWgCNLc/s200/Picture+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068485040242737938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbfZ0UMwuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/vr-avffEWcw/s1600-h/Picture+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbfZ0UMwuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/vr-avffEWcw/s200/Picture+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068484065285161698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbfu0UMwvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SqxAXv73d_Q/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rlbfu0UMwvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SqxAXv73d_Q/s200/Picture+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068484426062414578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the week, i have been rushing from NTU and going library to study with them. managed to complete quite alot of things lah.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; die, tomorrow going out again cos mr siraj and miss chong want to treat ALL the emcees to lunch. ((:&lt;br /&gt;HAH, I UPDATE ARREADY. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8550817432410709816?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8550817432410709816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8550817432410709816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8550817432410709816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8550817432410709816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-so-ive-been-veh-busy-with-pre-u.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RlbUKEUMwXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4NwY9kdp2TE/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-134091960974453529</id><published>2007-05-19T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:45:12.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised, i "neh" update for a long time already. haha. too busy with school, pre u sem emceeing and other school stuffs lah. sian mans. never have i been so busy and drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was best lah. last day of school, but had rehearsal for opening ceremony at NTU auditorium. yep, it was quite tiring and boring actually. so i ended up reading my biodiversity notes lah. yes i was THAT bored. but had a crapping partner when zuraidah decided to slack off video-camming. haha, left quite late to rush for the band members' dinner.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; haha never will i ever sit in dennis yeo's car. haha the blasting of linkin park songs, the speeding, the occasional outbursts. haha, scary, no? it's weird lah, he's the vp leh&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, saw the band members occupy like two long rows of tables lah. haha, turn out so many sia.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; there was, let's see if i can recall. yida, alloy, guanri, jiemin, tzewei, yvonne, rani, rohai, benjamin, huda, tunkuang, chunyu, izah, jiayi, venling, kailin, sufi, aliff, xiuren, huiling and alicia. yea that's it. I THINK.&lt;/span&gt; sorry if i missed out people. then after eating, went to jurong point to look for chunyu's leather pouch for his phone. which is actually the equivalent of walking around aimlessly and laugh hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spent quite a long time there, with no pouch. HAHA, EXPECTED. but it was fun lah&lt;/span&gt;, went home with chunyu. band withdrawal symptoms again. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, went to study with benjamin, alloy and faizah. went to eunos cos alloy had to collect his specs. and he didn't knew where the place was. so we kinda ate at some hawker centre, crapped for more than an hour before making our way to the place. some odeon katong or something.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; damn ulu place lah, had to take taxi one.&lt;/span&gt; then collected his specs, not used to seeing him with the new one though, then went to city hall to meet huda. walk walk then huda came after SHOPPING for her book, then went to esplanade to start studying. haha, quite productive actually, i managed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;understand biodiversity and revised nervous system and prokat eukat. still got along way to go though. sighhhs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 plus, went to marina square to eat. made a fool of ourselves, laughing out loud. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally bitching about mats and minahs lah. dunno why also. oh wait, i know why. cos there were HORDES of them. &lt;/span&gt;then went huda left, we walked around the bloody place like nobody's business. ripcurl to quicksilver quicksilver to ripcurl. vice versa. all cos to find alloy's slippers. th&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en alot of toilet breaks cos benjamin has a very weak bladder.&lt;/span&gt; then along the way, alloy's belt broke, so make our way to those few shops to buy belt, only after settling to buy topman's one. and all these while, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those two immature boys kept arguing and quarreling with each other. my god, cannot stand it lah. like little boys, no?&lt;/span&gt; left marina square quite late though. only to reach home half an hour ago, at ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah im bloody tired now lah. my brain is like drained and my tummy is hurting. die. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and alloy dunno what is oral sex. =/ sighhhs, my juniors are innocent&lt;/span&gt;. will post pictures once they're ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-134091960974453529?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/134091960974453529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=134091960974453529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/134091960974453529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/134091960974453529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-realised-i-neh-update-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8315095228415282428</id><published>2007-05-12T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:13:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, okay it's a day after the band syf. i must say, it's not the fact that we got a silver that im disappointed with. it's just that, by getting a silver, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're on the same level as the rest who got a silver. i dunno lah, it's subjective. &lt;/span&gt;don't want to offend anyone, so im just gonna stop here. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, had band camp cos it's too motherfreaking early to wake up and walk to school. so after school, went straight home, to pack my bags and met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kailin, huda, izah, jiayi and venling at sheng siong to buy breakfast and other fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;od stuff for the band camp. &lt;/span&gt;carried the plastic bags and went to school for dinner and had practice after that. hoho, then after practice, the fun started. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;band camp, everyone started to wash up, do homework, play cards, camwhored quite alot.&lt;/span&gt; wasn't in the mood to do anything except to write notes for my section and blow my nose. stupid flu, it has been on going for days now lah. yep, then chunyu go hijack my camera and started taking pictures. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; out and i couldn't sleep cos i was too sick to even lie down without having mucus flowing out.&lt;/span&gt; yaolun was sleeping beside me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he was sleeping ever so soundly. and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mr hajis was snoring&lt;/span&gt;. great, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was the only one who couldn't sleep at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 330, and decided to wake around grandstand while waiting for the official wake up time at 400.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bathed, and got ready for breakfast. wasn't in the eating mood cos i was too bloody tired and no one eats at bloody 445 in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;but had fun eating with my section lah. sighh, i was emo can? last time spending time as a section. anyway, went to the bandroom to have our last practice together. then it started to rain super heavily. die, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt; as we were about to play invocation and toccata, t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here was a short circuit and it was total blackness. what utter LUCK. =/ but it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cool though, add to the mysteriousness of it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to singapore conference hall, reminisced about the past outdoor syfs with tze wei, while others slept. was feeling quite nervous when we reached there.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but one by one everyone kept me calm, until we came in to the auditorium.&lt;/span&gt; saw the judges, saw the audience, saw everything and then as miss chan lifted that baton, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was the most nerve wrecking 15 minutes of my life.&lt;/span&gt; haha, but as we played, i thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we sounded good. seriously. &lt;/span&gt;then, camwhored and went back to school to have our&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last party together. ((&lt;/span&gt;: another reason to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;camwhore! and eat! and laugh! and act goofy&lt;/span&gt; one last time as a band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cleaning up and stuff, went home with yaolun to put my bags and wash up before meeting the rest at vivo. after friday prayers, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rushed to vivo at the water park and saw the whole bunch (izah, jiayi, huiling, huda, benji, aloy, r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohai and yida) eating a tub of icecream with the spoons that they bought as well.&lt;/span&gt; haha amusing sight actually, wanted to eat mans, but was still sick. sighhh. then rushed to singapore conference hall for the results met rachel, kaiyih, minli and aidil along the way. boy was the building packed with students. one by one the results were announced, couldn't hear properly but i knew we got a silver. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then bands around us erupted with cheers, that got me re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ally upset. sighhhh.&lt;/span&gt; oh well, we did our best. hmm, saw yaolun and some girl and.. kailin sufie and mira were there as well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they left as soon as the came. weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the vivo city gang, plus jolinne tun kuang and chunyu went to orchard to eat. started crapping and laughing and stuff. haha EMO AGAIN sia. it was fun man, seriously. c&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hunyu with his malay accent and his retarded way of imitating p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eople, benjamin's blur and o.O look.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha, very very sorry lah benjamin, i won't tease you again okay?&lt;/span&gt; man, im gonna have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;band withdrawal symptoms&lt;/span&gt; lah. gonna miss hanging out with them so much. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i promise i arrange an outing okay during the june holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVo6eHyPxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1Z6whzv2W9w/s1600-h/CAYZ2BYX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVo6eHyPxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1Z6whzv2W9w/s400/CAYZ2BYX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063568709775408914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pjcsb rocks lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;music is love, band is passion. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVnceHyPvI/AAAAAAAAADo/uYFIG5-Tl2Q/s1600-h/CALGIXX7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVnceHyPvI/AAAAAAAAADo/uYFIG5-Tl2Q/s320/CALGIXX7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063567094867705586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS CHAN ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVnoeHyPwI/AAAAAAAAADw/qUN9f-26JPw/s1600-h/DSCF3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVnoeHyPwI/AAAAAAAAADw/qUN9f-26JPw/s320/DSCF3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063567301026135810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the guys of PJCSB ((: there are still somemore, but they dunno go where nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVpYOHyPyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ex4c4q30rRo/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVpYOHyPyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ex4c4q30rRo/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063569220876517154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVpo-HyPzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/irqTNbaTPD4/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVpo-HyPzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/irqTNbaTPD4/s320/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063569508639326002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trumpet section is love ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;too lazy to post anything else. haha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i kinda hijacked everyone's cameras from izah to chunyu to yida. hehes.&lt;/span&gt; but those from my camera are posted on the photo link. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8315095228415282428?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8315095228415282428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8315095228415282428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8315095228415282428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8315095228415282428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-okay-its-day-after-band-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RkVo6eHyPxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1Z6whzv2W9w/s72-c/CAYZ2BYX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-2201575969035985540</id><published>2007-05-08T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:07:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna cram in an entry before i go off for bed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im seriously sick,&lt;/span&gt; bloody david decided to pass me the virus. ass lah, and im bloody freaking tired. no idea why. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die le, SYF in 3 days times' &lt;/span&gt;cannot afford to get sick and miss practice. haha but im coming tomorrow bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today band quite okay de. did maths before that in the room, then as people started strolling in, trumpet section decided to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mass-polishing session at the back of the band room&lt;/span&gt;. bloody messy lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i think my instrument now shiny, no? &lt;/span&gt;then talked abit. okok talked alot about stuffs lah. aiyah, nothing much lah, i think we should let time heal everything. *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abit cliche but what to do? there's seriously nothing i can do to make both parties feel better.&lt;/span&gt; oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths test tomorrow, and an expected long band practice.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wish me good luck, cos im terribly sick. it's 32 degrees outside and im sneezing. god help me now. bloody fuck. irritated and agitated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-2201575969035985540?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/2201575969035985540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=2201575969035985540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/2201575969035985540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/2201575969035985540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/gonna-cram-in-entry-before-i-go-off-for.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1706183617502317609</id><published>2007-05-06T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:15:10.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so yesterday was the band exchange between &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meridian, pioneer, yishun, anderson and catholic&lt;/span&gt; jcs. haha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty cool experience i must say&lt;/span&gt;. i mean, being able to listen how other bands fair puts us in perspective i guess. i think meridian and catholic are like..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super good lah?&lt;/span&gt; i thought we played quite well, but when we got back from meridian junior college, miss chan said we sucked. so it kinda brought the trumpet section down. hoho, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 days to syf now, so i think i must work hard, like doubly hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spiderman 3&lt;/span&gt; after band yesterday too, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahloy, izah, jiayi and huda.&lt;/span&gt; haha damn nice. damn damn nice. i liked it, it was funny. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but the thing about watching it with izah, the most saddest parts, we laughed.&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. hees, bonding section before we leave i supposed. before that went to causeway point to eat, us and together with sufie aliff mira kailin and rohai. as usual, alot of laughs and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thank you kailin for peeling the prawns for me. ((: hees, im a total noob, I ADMIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, econs test and i have yet to study. now listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orient express for like the gazillionth  time all thanks to meridian jc, i mean it's their choice piece lah.&lt;/span&gt; damn damn damn nice. ahhh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally hooked on that song can?&lt;/span&gt; hmms, and i think everything is turning out okay-ly. since both parties are okay with it, i guess i have to be okay with it? hopefully, it will remain like that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okaylor, i better go study. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1706183617502317609?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1706183617502317609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1706183617502317609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1706183617502317609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1706183617502317609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-so-yesterday-was-band-exchange.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-973832690544705834</id><published>2007-05-04T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:05:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosh, amidst the joy and laughter, emotions ran high during band just now. tears, tempers flare..loads more. now, im bogged down with so many things, dunno whether i can take it. i feel helpless and useless. what kind of friend am i? bother..=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-973832690544705834?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/973832690544705834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=973832690544705834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/973832690544705834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/973832690544705834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/gosh-amidst-joy-and-laughter-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1050967292445904574</id><published>2007-05-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:48:45.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, today &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went to school on public holiday&lt;/span&gt;. yep, you heard me right. cos got band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rehearsal at singapore conference hall &lt;/span&gt;bah. okay, so met earlier, thinking of eating breakfast and yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZOMG HOTCAKES.&lt;/span&gt; but the bloody mac was full and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the breakfast hour was gone. see, already so sad in the morning sia.&lt;/span&gt; then came to school after eating and practised for a while. lammy was like super late can? turned out he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dilly-dallied to school after watching muppet's wizard of oz. o.O yes, he's that childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then time to go SCH already so load all the necessary percussion instrument and board the bus and practically stoned our way there. but the brass section was exceptionally quiet except for the blasting of phones. well at least there's entertainment. tzewei was already sleeping beside me. damn boring lah. haha then reached the place, dunno why but got butterflies in my stomach.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; *not that macdonald's sold any. &lt;/span&gt;my first time at the place lah. it's huge, and it's soo..clean (o.O..) and super cold. haha, played quite a few times to straighten out a few parts lah. i think we play okay-ly leh. dunno lah, but that's just me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; we only had like an hour and 15 minutes so it was kinda rushed. had to make every second count. &lt;/span&gt;after that, packed up and went off. *in between camwhored quite a lot so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sial-lah, the journey home was the same lah. except for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me and lammy, busy crapping and singing. o.O haha trying to relieve stress&lt;/span&gt;. cos we found out we have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;run in the morning&lt;/span&gt; to improve our stamina,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; somemore need to buzz with the mouthpiece&lt;/span&gt;. stupid right. BUGGER. sighh, the things i do for the band right. so unhappy sia. okay so got back, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chionged to lot one to get tickets for spideyman but all the timeslots were booked. BUGGER.&lt;/span&gt; then we very sad again. so we ate. and went home. well technically, i went home with khalilah and skeen. ahloy, rohai, jiayi and huda went vivo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;while lammy met the "girlfriend" to watch spideyman at 930. "ABIT" late no? buggerr.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdgQ-HyPsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BZU4fUzBC2o/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdgQ-HyPsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BZU4fUzBC2o/s320/Picture+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059618551043866306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rjdf8uHyPrI/AAAAAAAAADI/CG2jO3mr_Yk/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rjdf8uHyPrI/AAAAAAAAADI/CG2jO3mr_Yk/s320/Picture+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059618203151515314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdfhOHyPqI/AAAAAAAAADA/s2MtutCnJ_8/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdfhOHyPqI/AAAAAAAAADA/s2MtutCnJ_8/s320/Picture+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059617730705112738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rjdg8OHyPtI/AAAAAAAAADY/FmCM56T6CX8/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Rjdg8OHyPtI/AAAAAAAAADY/FmCM56T6CX8/s320/Picture+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059619294073208530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdfC-HyPpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pyjoHpv4SQA/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdfC-HyPpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pyjoHpv4SQA/s320/Picture+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059617211014069906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will post more pictures when im not tired.. hell, there's run in the morning and there's PE. )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1050967292445904574?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1050967292445904574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1050967292445904574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1050967292445904574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1050967292445904574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-today-went-to-school-on-public.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjdgQ-HyPsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BZU4fUzBC2o/s72-c/Picture+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-308340143469460653</id><published>2007-04-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:11:53.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so had band today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG, the worst band practice to date.&lt;/span&gt; seriously. though we started at 11 but i couldn't take it lah, too tiring. BUGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before that, met everyone for breakfast. turned out that mac didn't have space, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so me faizah jiayi, yida, weikang, huda, rohai took away hotcakes and ate in school.&lt;/span&gt; haha, ate and laughed and stuff then time for band. went to the bandroom, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the freaking place didn't have electricity lah. BUGGER.&lt;/span&gt; so it was dark, with sunlight streaming in from the pathetic doors and no aircon. bloody hell lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn damn damn hot.&lt;/span&gt; that one never mind, cos we intended to practise in the hall anways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad idea. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was even hotter than the bandroom.&lt;/span&gt; seriously. yaolun and i were sweating like pigs and everyone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smelled of sweaty cotton tshirts. bugger.&lt;/span&gt; somemore, miss chan decided to be very pms-ish today and be far away from us as possible. asking us to project and stuff. bugger, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i already playing so loud she wanted us to play even louder and crescendo&lt;/span&gt;. uhhh.  blow blow blow, until my lips were tired and my stomach pain. but something weird happened, starting of safari after the percussion bloody well destroyed my ear drums, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some banging and beating were heard from the back o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f the stage.&lt;/span&gt; a bit weird and scary. *even miss chan was scared. haha, damn cool lah. after a few hours of practice, miss chan let us go off early. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK GOD, cos it was super duper freaking hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the after the usual admin stuff, went to lot one to eat again. finally, some place to unwind and cool off. and i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t's  no brainer that we made alot of noise again.&lt;/span&gt; oh well, what's new.. ohh and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i got a new expensive tote bag. wanna see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crap, and i think im starting to like her..):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjNVquHyPoI/AAAAAAAAACw/ru2yefNLku4/s1600-h/ZAZA022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjNVquHyPoI/AAAAAAAAACw/ru2yefNLku4/s320/ZAZA022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058480998890749570" 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/19862549-308340143469460653?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/308340143469460653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=308340143469460653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/308340143469460653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/308340143469460653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-so-had-band-today.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RjNVquHyPoI/AAAAAAAAACw/ru2yefNLku4/s72-c/ZAZA022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-7257565094445335419</id><published>2007-04-28T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:17:43.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mehh, let me post something before the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;panadols start kicking in&lt;/span&gt;. if not, i'll probably pass out in front of the computer lah. let's see, if you might not have already guessed, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im bloody sick.&lt;/span&gt; it was apparent during band i guess. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the piles of tissues, the sneezing, the coughing&lt;/span&gt;. wah lao, somebody must have passed it to me lah. which im sure im gonna infect somebody else. jeevita was already coughing beside me. see, im that influential. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was fun lah i guess, but i was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; close to dying.&lt;/span&gt; but luckily miss chan was funny to keep me awake. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost fell off my chair once laughing at some stupid joke she made.&lt;/span&gt; * i LOVE HER can. sooo cute lah miss chan. after that had dinner lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanted to collapse but still managed to walk my ass up to food culture and eat&lt;/span&gt;. hahas, and it's not called dinner with the band if we didn't laugh out loud and attract stares. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously, i think this time, we really laughed too hard. haha was tearing lah.&lt;/span&gt; stupid chun yu and faizah. make me laugh when they know im sick. oh well, then it continued after we ate, walk to the mrt and in the mrt as well. wah lao, damn crap lah the band members.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow meeting them again. die, im sick but i wanna eat the hotcakes. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pre u sem emcee. im gonna be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; reserved emcee la.&lt;/span&gt; but i still have to like train with them and stuff in case zan hong really gets sick on that day and stuff which is HIGHLY IMPOSSIBLE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh well, im happy. ((: syf is in 14 days time.. weeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-7257565094445335419?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/7257565094445335419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=7257565094445335419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/7257565094445335419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/7257565094445335419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/mehh-let-me-post-something-before.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-410979318153058037</id><published>2007-04-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:19:27.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, im gonna complain about how my body is super tired. seriously. cnanot take it lah. anyway, today shariffa coincidentally sprained her ankle, dislocated her joint or something, prior to NAPFA. yea, so mr yaw had to bandange her foot up tightly and she was complaining about how tight it was and stuff. at first wanted to put her on the chair with a roller, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but some cleaner auntie decided to pick a fight with me.&lt;/span&gt; after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screaming and maximum rate of rolling my eyes, i gave up before i really get pissed off and just whack that old lady&lt;/span&gt;. so skeen carry her all the way around school lah. haha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonder woman sey, wah wah wah. ((: somebody might be impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same cleaner auntie picked a fight with khalilah&lt;/span&gt; too. oh well, couldn't be bothered lah. my friend is really injured what. bloody hell. the day passed by slowly. b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and was okay. play play play, then rain. wah lao, i swear it's yaolun singing that caused it to rain lah. HEAVILY somemore&lt;/span&gt;. sent yaolun, christine shilei and khalilah home though since it was raining. the car was soo bloody noisy inside thanks to the four of them. okok, five of us. but stupid khalilah lost her wallet.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; *my mom say she talk talk talk, never realised it was missing. HAHA. serve her right lah.&lt;/span&gt; turned out it was in school... o.O should really thank faizah. and now im back home, body aching and tomorrow theres pe and we're running. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW GREAT. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-410979318153058037?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/410979318153058037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=410979318153058037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/410979318153058037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/410979318153058037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-im-gonna-complain-about-how-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1924965503409617938</id><published>2007-04-24T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:07:24.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, im bloody tired from today. i have no idea why also. man, c&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an barely keep myself awake during lesson and lectures and worse, during breaks. bugger&lt;/span&gt;, and somemore there was band practice today. dunno why today especially tiring when&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it's just sectionals&lt;/span&gt;. die le, i cannot continue like this. i might just collapse in the middle of something and sleep. gosh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deprivation, deprivation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahh, this is the product of me trying to keep myself awake during bio lecture. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Ri4cc8GX9yI/AAAAAAAAACo/i-aQqg9og3c/s1600-h/khalilah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Ri4cc8GX9yI/AAAAAAAAACo/i-aQqg9og3c/s320/khalilah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057010715078424354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to all those that cannot interpret fine arts, let me. khalilah is depicted as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minah biker&lt;/span&gt; cos her hair is actually&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; shaped like a helmet if you see properly&lt;/span&gt;. so, this is her, with yaolun at the back of her bike cos they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always happened to bump into each other on at 98 bus stop going home. &lt;/span&gt;and apparently, benjamin who btw, looks like the ultimate nerd, also lives near yaolun and khalilah which is near the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jurong industrial park. so yea. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1924965503409617938?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1924965503409617938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1924965503409617938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1924965503409617938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1924965503409617938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-im-bloody-tired-from-today.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/Ri4cc8GX9yI/AAAAAAAAACo/i-aQqg9og3c/s72-c/khalilah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-1357994703562139506</id><published>2007-04-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:01:32.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great, felt super agitated by the slightest things today. must be hormonal or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've never been pissed off this badly in my entire life. was practically breathing deeply outside the band room trying to release tension. bugger, cannot take! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but im okay now i guess. talked about it with yaolun. haha at least he understood. okok, he basically laughed but still..oh well. there's band tomorrow. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1357994703562139506?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1357994703562139506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1357994703562139506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1357994703562139506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1357994703562139506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-felt-super-agitated-by-slightest.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-5157146279396353165</id><published>2007-04-22T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:52:16.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay woke up today at 7 to get ready for band. *dread. damn early and met them on the bus to go school together. hmms, couldn't remember much from the bus journey and the walk to school cos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was sleep walking. seriously.&lt;/span&gt; miss chan was right, we haven't wake up yet, she could tell from our playing. haha, i was one of them. cannot help it lah, not used to waking up so early in the morning on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had combines and ran through safari and invocation and toccata for the first half of the day. hmms, okay bah, i was still sleepy though. just a little bit.had like an hour plus for lunch so we chiong-ed to mac and eat. super crowded lah with band members. and as expected, it was rowdier than ever. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just dun get it. they always want to kill me when i eat. always making me choke.&lt;/span&gt; for once, i wish we should keep quiet and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat in peace so noone dies.&lt;/span&gt; hahas. and the main topic for our conversation was none other than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;power rangers.&lt;/span&gt; i tell you ah, thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aloysius, everyone is talking about power ranger&lt;/span&gt; this and power ranger that. reliving childhood memories. i mean,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the fake battle scenes between oversized monsters and the megazords, rita repulsa's utterly s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harp boobs and the fact that when the rangers get a call from zordon in school, the corridor they always communicate with him is ALWAYS empty.&lt;/span&gt; hahas. haha but not that bad lah the lunch. though &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i did bang my head on the notice board behind me&lt;/span&gt; cos i moved my head back too much when i laughed. yes im that pathetic what can i say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aye, i might have a concussion. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned to school for band again. had sectionals though. only practised for like an hour plus or so then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon beng was kind enough to let us rest.&lt;/span&gt; and that was the cue word to sleep. seriously. we were in the hall, and it was going to rain super heavily and what do we do? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tzewei took a row of chairs and decided to lie and sleep on them. kaiyih sat on the floor and rest her head on the chair, the two j1 girls jeevi and michele we sleeping sitting on the chair and me and yaolun took tables and chairs a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd slept under the fan, like how we always do in classes.&lt;/span&gt; only people that weren't sleeping was michelle, rachel and peiqi. have a feeling they went to tour the school. haha, damn cool lah the scenario. was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost close to drooling&lt;/span&gt; when pauline asked us back. it was a good half an hour or so sleep lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to the bandroom, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally zombified&lt;/span&gt;. was too tired lah. everyone was. miss chan could tell. haha. played a while and then band ended. YES thank goodness. went home and totally fell asleep on the bed after bathing. gosh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im still feeling wuzzy.&lt;/span&gt; maybe i didn't get enough sleep. haha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;got excuse to sleep even more.&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow going for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;phantom of the opera&lt;/span&gt;. very excited. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;((: hahas, took this from rachel's blog. she took a picture of us sleeping lah. wth..((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RioMN8GX9xI/AAAAAAAAACg/hzmbEyuOLUI/s1600-h/Peekture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RioMN8GX9xI/AAAAAAAAACg/hzmbEyuOLUI/s320/Peekture0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055866965287499538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and yes i was wearing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my magenta-coloured class tshirt.&lt;/span&gt; got a few stares from the j1s in the band room cos my first time wearing to band this year. hahas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;centre of attraction, what can i say. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RioK08GX9wI/AAAAAAAAACY/Imj4ePPWvNI/s1600-h/Peekture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-5157146279396353165?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/5157146279396353165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=5157146279396353165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5157146279396353165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5157146279396353165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-woke-up-today-at-7-to-get-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp2.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RioMN8GX9xI/AAAAAAAAACg/hzmbEyuOLUI/s72-c/Peekture0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-5403779466092933493</id><published>2007-04-21T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:09:38.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the day started with me trying to cram almost every inch of photosynthesis into my brain for bio spa skill A. wasn't a good sign of the day to come. i was a nervous wreck trying to recall all the scientific knowledge and experimental procedures. o&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mgods, can die lahh&lt;/span&gt;. so went into the lecture theater and  once  miss ng said start, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chiong everything&lt;/span&gt; until my hand was almost to cramping up. yep, that's how torturous the bloody spa paper was. but managed to complete everything under an hour with everything inside. still had time to slack. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die 20% of my bio grade is already determined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after that, the day got better bah. maths was okay, was passing notes all around, a l&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ast minute exchange of messages since our angel-mortal game was coming to an end&lt;/span&gt;. assembly was spent talking to melissa jeslyn and shaorong while the students were talking to us about work shadowing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*how insightful.&lt;/span&gt; talk quite a bit, carl's junior, christchurch CO and stuff ah. everything under the sun, haha. then ct lesson had birthday celebration, eat cake and revealed who the angels are. turned out bloody shaorong was my angel. h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aha, gave me chocolates actually. very surprised. (: but it was nice lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for band to start after i came back from prayers. totally slacked my afternoon with kohkiat, jacinta wenxiang and skeen. haha laughed quite a bit. *not a god sign, cos this is where the laughing bug infected me. band was fun actually. practised and practised, nothing new but haha miss everyone. o.O seriously lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinner after band was crazy as HELL.&lt;/span&gt; we were having dinner as a big group and suddenly, faizah started to sing like some malay kids show theme song and from then on i started to laugh hysterically. and i mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HYSTERICALLY, until i had to puke out my food &lt;/span&gt;cos i was almost choking. crazy right. that's not all, it lasted for about 15 minutes, until i was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; totally red in the face&lt;/span&gt; and i didn't have the appetite to eat anymore hahas. see lah, the band people are seriously a bunch of jokers lah. then that issin the end of the story, after that, still laugh quite a fair bit thanks to yaolun lah. that bugger, talk about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a particular band member&lt;/span&gt; from lot 1 to all the way to the train. talk about "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;power rangers" and their ethnic-fused megabot.&lt;/span&gt; hahas. aiyah, you just had to be there. i was close to death laughing my ass off. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O there's band tomorrow and theyre meeting at 730. bugger. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so early cos everyone scared they had to treat the whole band PISSA&lt;/span&gt;. and thanks to sangithah, i have the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;umbrella by rihanna stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt; (: THANKS AH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-5403779466092933493?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/5403779466092933493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=5403779466092933493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5403779466092933493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5403779466092933493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-so-day-started-with-me-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-137809619512220013</id><published>2007-04-18T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:27:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, gonna cram my entry before i go off to study for maths test tomorrow. hmm yesterday was kinda fun but tiring bah. the day was long with back to back econs *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreads, it was a bloody 3 hour long tutorial. &lt;/span&gt;but anyway he had fun lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but there's too much econs for a day, i must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after econs was like 4 plus so had to wait till emcee training for pre-u sem starts, which was at 5. kinda went well actually, there were quite many people who got chosen, 5 for the real ones and five reserves. was totally crapping with farah cos she was my partner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yep, tentatively im doing the opening and closing ceremony for the seminar. &lt;/span&gt;with some j1 girl, whom i forgot the name. *key word is tentatively lah. but i think thursday, if i continue doing whatever im doing, i think can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, rushed for band cos i told miss chan school ends at 6 and it was 645. o.O luckily they just started combines, so quite okay bah. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; think miss chan very pek cek with us yesterday.&lt;/span&gt; cannot deny it, i think we kinda sucked yesterday. nvm, we'll bounce back. too bad tomorrow no band, but got sports day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO KELLER HOUSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"studying" with sangithah and skeen &lt;/span&gt;at the concourse today. we made a lot of noise lah, laughing hysterically and stuff, but i did manage to get my work done, so that's why im left with studying for maths tonight. YES! we were like playing games, those lame jokes that you cannot help but to laugh kind and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being public annoyance but WHO CARES. (: met dear valerie after that at bpp, cos she wanna return me my tshirts, after so long...thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt; that girl NEVER CHANGED a bit. still as crappy as ever. gosh i miss hanging out with her. walked around bpp so many rounds just talking and stuff..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*looking forward to more outings like that please. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, i think i've exceeded my time on the computer. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will go mug now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-137809619512220013?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/137809619512220013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=137809619512220013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/137809619512220013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/137809619512220013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-gonna-cram-my-entry-before-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8674663814833150948</id><published>2007-04-15T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:17:25.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up today in the morning at 7 plus cos i had band in school. yep, a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; total walking zombie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just wanted to sleep in SOO BAD&lt;/span&gt;, you cannot imagine. bahh. met up with izah, jiayi, christine, yaolun and nurul on the bus but i was still sleepy. managed to sleep a bit on the bus, but it was short-lived. GOSH, what must i do to get some shut-eye. uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school, went for band, went for sectionals and i just realised that the section was halved. not because it was cut down to half or anything but people were absent, and i was the only third playing. great, just great. played and played, tried to sleep, played and played. combined was surprisingly pleasant. i think it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; really woke me up after so many hours. haha, the wonders of miss chan. (:&lt;/span&gt; quite stressed lah i mean the only third. then got one part, she go test one part by one part. the firsts, then the seconds( which only consisted of lam yaolun, the mega flirt, he was stressed too), me and the fourths. haha somemore, running notes lah.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cannot take, but i managed to get by. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band, went to eat my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; breakfast/lunch at lot one. &lt;/span&gt;atmosphere wasn't as nice as yesterday's dinner but still tolerable lah. im sorry benjamin if i laughed quite alot, but you were funny picking th mixed veggies. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o.O ookay, i guess it's not that funny now. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. kept hanging out with the j1s nowadays, i think they're cool. talked quite a bit with michele and rachel as well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i tell you trumpet juniors rock lah, just like the senior, aiman. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im off, was on a testimonial and adding friend spree on friendster. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes, i am that bored! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8674663814833150948?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8674663814833150948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8674663814833150948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8674663814833150948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8674663814833150948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/woke-up-today-in-morning-at-7-plus-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1572624841938688439</id><published>2007-04-14T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T00:01:07.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mixed emotions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elated&lt;/span&gt; for pw results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; from the whole week&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; freaking pissed&lt;/span&gt; at the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enough said&lt;/span&gt;, im off to chiong homework. need something to calm me down i supposed?&lt;br /&gt;chemistry my only solace. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o.O so nerdy can? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1572624841938688439?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1572624841938688439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1572624841938688439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1572624841938688439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1572624841938688439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/mixed-emotions-elated-for-pw-results.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-6764145159988532399</id><published>2007-04-12T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:57:33.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, shall squeeze in an entry before i multitask, watch tv and do homework. hmm i have no idea why i like to update on wednesdays. cool i guess? had lessons pushed back by an hour so that the teachers can exercise and by that according to miss lina is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;briskwalking for five rounds&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*apparently, miss lina knows about this blog. oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while they were doing that, we had to sit through emergency preparedness talks until half of the lecture theatre fell asleep which is by the way, a very common sight. then maths and pe was okay i guess. GP was fun. went to the computer lab then, all of a sudden some shriek came from nowhere. apparently, there was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge cockroach &lt;/span&gt;in the comp lab and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all hell breaks loose.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khalilah was LOL-ing, shariffa was on the chair, skeen was wailing, thurein was frantically trying to smash that little bugger with andy's hockey stick while matt kept disturbing those cockroach-phobic girls at a corner.&lt;/span&gt; seriously, it was a sight worth taking a video. i think bernice was doing that. if she happened to have it, i shall post it next time? i was busy laughing hysterically at everyone.finally, our thurein managed to smash the roach and everything was, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unfortunately, calm.&lt;/span&gt; oh mans, then the lesson got boring. bloody GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was fun, i guess. even though peiqi wasn't there. had a fun time with the j1s during practice. crapped, laughed quite a bit with them. see, section bonding. bloody yaolun was slacking all the way since he had no instrument to play. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*before that he went to the sports heat and was disqualified.HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;played until 6 then went home with yaolun izah nurul christine and shilei. made alot of noise along the way lah. bitched, LOL-ed, talked about the members and stuff. actually, cannot wait till friday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yea i know i sound like a band geek. *i have yet to master invocation and toccata. gahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im off to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloody econs DRQ &lt;/span&gt;about china and later &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bio practical&lt;/span&gt;. shit lah, so much homework nowadays.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; im just not cut out to have a life. bugger. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-6764145159988532399?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/6764145159988532399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=6764145159988532399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6764145159988532399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6764145159988532399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-shall-squeeze-in-entry-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-5165963211345739936</id><published>2007-04-05T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:58:53.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, today is officially the most tiring day of the week, SO FAR. gosh, stayed up quite late a bit to do my ionic equilibria tutorial &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*finally, i understand.&lt;/span&gt; and then pe was hell &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*as usual,&lt;/span&gt; GP was extrememly excruciating to sit through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* i wonder why, a certain teacher perhaps?&lt;/span&gt; and chem was brain draining as expected *mr hou's analogies.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot take it lah, after pe, i was already close to sleeping in all my classes. but with the help of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sour skittles and say's every flavored jelly beans&lt;/span&gt;, i managed to stay awake. was super glad that the day was over so finally got to eat and just unwind. seriously. ate with izah and jiayi and soon benjamin came over to join us. i tell you, that boy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looked extremely lost&lt;/span&gt;, walking around the canteen. but as according to faizah he looks so cute doing that.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIG o.O i tell you that girl has a crush on the j1 boys in band. so Aloysius and Benjamin, better brace yourselves. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was okay, except we were separated by the different parts in the section. damn, cannot crap about things with yaolun and kaiyih was so far away. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o i was left to stone, and rot, while global warming took its toll on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* the bloody weather...&lt;/span&gt; haha for some reason the percussionists&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; increased exponentially. s&lt;/span&gt;uddenly there are like 20 over members in percussion alone. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bet, half of them are gonna quit after hearing our practice dates : monday, wednesday, friday, saturday&lt;/span&gt;. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faints. overdosage of band, thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt; and some of the dates clash with my emcee training. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m soo dead. rawrrr. &lt;/span&gt;nvm, shall work hard for pre-u sem and syf. aiman, you can do it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to do maths, must strike while the iron is hot. if i leave it to the weekends, i will forget what i've learnt about planes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crap right. there goes my saturdays. no waking up at 1. great, i have to wake up early now. double rawrrs. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found out that we're the first band to start the entire syf thing can. first band on the first day somemore. record has it, no band in that position ever got a gold. miss chan is worried. and we are too =/ prayyy hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-5165963211345739936?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/5165963211345739936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=5165963211345739936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5165963211345739936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/5165963211345739936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-today-is-officially-most-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-7941550666087231945</id><published>2007-04-02T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:29:29.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay the past week has been somewhat depressing. shan't talk about it, just that i'm really disappointed with my results. anyway, they didn't let us off once common test was over&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. the cycle of homework, assignments and revision has commenced. damn it&lt;/span&gt;. and here i thought i wanted a break for a short wee bit. anyway, shall really take up the advice of miss ng and start revising now, if not i won't be able to score well for biology and take up the chance of disappointing her again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*thanks for the essay on my cover page. really appreciate it. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band has been keeping me up i guess. the new batch of j1s are great. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously, it's like us, but just a bit mellower that's all&lt;/span&gt;. can just talk to them and basically crap about anything. and our choice piece is invocation and toccata. nice, but very tough. well at least for me it is. that's why must really work hard. left like a month plus to our syf date. great, just great. by the looks of it, i might be the only third trumpet in my whole section, unless that j1 junior of mine really decides to stay in band.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; friday was best. the atmosphere was abit relaxed &lt;/span&gt;coz soon beng conducted. and plus, yaolun was playing third with me. slackers, but still, really needed company. playing alone issin much fun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then started all his crappings and lame shits. gave me brain teasers, lame jokes, a crappy drawing on the score no less, all of this during practice&lt;/span&gt;. haha, i bet when miss chan was there, he wouldn't dare.we're in need of percussionists. seriously,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; if not it would be just pauline. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went dinner after that. got new addition to the dinner gang apparently. j1 Aloysius. haha, he was quiet though. too quiet. probably he felt awkward, but i did talk to him. but i was laughing more with the rest. i think he did too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh well, maybe more dinners would high him up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i did bio tutorials and now im trying to understand ionic equilibrium. the answers to the question are like freaking long thank you very much. oh well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway, i got selected for pre-u sem emcee. haha, totally made my week. let's hope my case of stage fright won't hinder me..o.O don't hyperventilate aiman. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS' DAY EVERYONE. i have yet to play a prank on someone. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-7941550666087231945?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/7941550666087231945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=7941550666087231945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/7941550666087231945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/7941550666087231945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-past-week-has-been-somewhat.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1388360797888746350</id><published>2007-03-28T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:14:44.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im so lazy to update but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday was fun fun fu&lt;/span&gt;n. i mean the day was short coz of the half day so me and skeen and khalilah were at town just strolling and wandering aimlessly before we meet up with our other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, it was fun lah hanging out with nadia and sahira again. damn that ruiming couldn't make it but we managed to get ruiming his belated birthday present. damn, we took such a long time in that shop just to pick out his present lah. t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hought of tanktops, y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es imagine ruiming in tanktop, in the end we decided against it and do justice to the world. &lt;/span&gt;after that, we went to starbucks and just crap our way through the night. nadia's chocolate cake wasn't nice actually. (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;camwhored and then had to rush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;home coz i still have school the next day.&lt;/span&gt; YES I KNOW, damn crap. oh well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkJtn1uBkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FV1uTgN4IRQ/s1600-h/abanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkJtn1uBkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FV1uTgN4IRQ/s320/abanner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046575536838411842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkKFH1uBlI/AAAAAAAAACE/_QoEb1YvyBQ/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkKFH1uBlI/AAAAAAAAACE/_QoEb1YvyBQ/s320/DSC01488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046575940565337682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkKZH1uBmI/AAAAAAAAACM/MuytFZrFU2g/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkKZH1uBmI/AAAAAAAAACM/MuytFZrFU2g/s320/DSC01510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046576284162721378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay im lazy to post up all the pictures coz that would mean i have to, well, post up ALL of them. but im just plain lazy (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is depressing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i got back three subjects, GP, maths and bio. im disappointed for all. boo. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1388360797888746350?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1388360797888746350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1388360797888746350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1388360797888746350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1388360797888746350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-im-so-lazy-to-update-but-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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://bp3.blogger.com/_ia0D3suvN54/RgkJtn1uBkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FV1uTgN4IRQ/s72-c/abanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19862549.post-8068350789612645440</id><published>2007-03-23T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:56:22.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so it's the end of common tests people. well at least for me. at the point of me completing my last paper, some have lit after that, physics or history the day after. so all the best okay? anyway, totally screwed up maths paper lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was very pissed off at myself for not completing the paper coz of all the blanks. *i know sound like geek right?&lt;/span&gt; but cannot help it. sighh, very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paper was tough and i was resisting the urge to poop through out the whole damned paper. ahh, tummyache so bad. anyway, after that, went to town with skeen, ate at plaza singapura. and the lunch didn't help the stomachache either.  crap right. like seriously wanted to crap. anyway, after we ate, me and skeen met up with nadia, my pakistani brown-haired friend. haha first time the two girls meeting each other. o.O but they kept talking all the way to heerens. o.O anyway, wanted to shop for shirts but the shirts that i wanted last time weren't there. so yea. but nadia gave me a shirt though.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; actually, it was my long overdued present. so anyway, THANKS FEIRDOES. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skeen had to go off after that so me and nadia went to starbucks at lido to just chill and get free drinks from her friend working there. but she wasn't working at that time, so no free drinks. totally crapped about everything, f&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rom mr bean's funny face to the long luscious hair for the motorcycle dude in the shampoo ad&lt;/span&gt;. o.O ahh, so fun lah, but nadia then had to go changi airport to work. so we left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh the thing is. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when jc people have holidays, the poly people have school. and when they have holidays, we have school. and when we have one day free, these poly people go on to work. how to meet up like that? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* glares at sahiras and nadidas. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-8068350789612645440?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/8068350789612645440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=8068350789612645440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8068350789612645440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/8068350789612645440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-so-its-end-of-common-tests-people.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-1686877461126931409</id><published>2007-03-21T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:52:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been updating much since common tests started after the holidays aye. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too busy mugging&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even then i don't think i did a very good job at it&lt;/span&gt; anyway. hmms, been really crapped out thanks to chemistry and biology paper yesterday and today. mans, chemistry was tough, econs was do-able but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biology was a killer. &lt;/span&gt;seriously. and to nobody's surprise, most of us couldn't finish the paper even. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;god, im soo dead for bio. &lt;/span&gt;write essays in the morning for econs, then non stop writing again for another two hours for bio.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hand damn pain lahh&lt;/span&gt;, almost cramped last minute. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thankfully it didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i still could't finish my paper, thank yo&lt;/span&gt;u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna take a break from mugging today. tomorrow, whole day to practise maths. (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jussstt great huh&lt;/span&gt;. i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot wait for maths to be over&lt;/span&gt;, no more papers left after that. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cannot wait for band&lt;/span&gt; to start on friday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o.O uhh suddenly feel so hardcore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i wanna watch teenage mutant ninja turtles and stomp the yard. o.O ohh and i want to shop also. so anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-1686877461126931409?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/1686877461126931409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=1686877461126931409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1686877461126931409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/1686877461126931409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/03/havent-been-updating-much-since-common.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-6663669197278571992</id><published>2007-03-17T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:44:41.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was spent crapping my time during chem lecture, laughing my guts out during breakfast and dinner and meeting the new J1s during band. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ehh first time see the band so big and the bandroom so crowded lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chem mock test was..manageable.&lt;/span&gt; can do some cannot do some. just have to revise some more. which was what im gonna do anyway coz i haven't start studying chem. o.O it's amazing how i could remember some things during the paper. hahahas. anyway, after that rushed to Macdonald's to eat hotcakes. (: weee, finally can eat breakfast. ate and laughed quite a lot. made a quite a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;din with skeen khalilah and shariffa. i mean we were talking about people and black and white malay shows..(.. o.O"..) and malay songs.&lt;/span&gt; yea don't ask me why our conversations so malay oriented. anyway after that went home to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt; before preparing for band which started at 330.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was almost late for band. had to rush lah, so reached school was sweating alot. damn global warming. anyway, the J1s kept strolling in by the bunch so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was nice to see so many people in the band room. haha, a first for pjcsb.&lt;/span&gt; introduction during sectionals which were quite a bore, so we ended up playing our pieces. then came into the bandroom and played some more. quite fun leh. uhh but we're still undecided  whether to play firestorm or celtic child. dilemma man.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die only a few months to competition.  oh and the pending concert might be cancelled.&lt;/span&gt; sighhhs. i wanted that concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dinner with the band members were especially noisy. don't ask me why. haha. went home quite late and was super tired already. ahh and now it's friday and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i promise myself to go study.. &lt;/span&gt;anyway i have to go school again. bahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-6663669197278571992?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/6663669197278571992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=6663669197278571992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6663669197278571992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6663669197278571992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-was-spent-crapping-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-6243005999110472522</id><published>2007-03-11T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T12:42:31.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so the blog was officially dead for the past few weeks. been super busy i guess? tiring as well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there were homework and what nots and even after i did my homework, i was just plain tired&lt;/span&gt;. so it's the freaking weekends thank god. the holidays is just next week. but it's so not a holiday lah. grr. stupid common tests. anyway, tuesday im gonna have to go cmpb for my medical screening. very anxious about it. oh well, it's a routine for the ns men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gp paper was horrible&lt;/span&gt;. or at least i think the compre was horrible. band was okay. i think we kinda decided on our choice piece.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; finally after so long right?&lt;/span&gt; anyway, think im gonna go and study now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being a muggertron. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-6243005999110472522?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/6243005999110472522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=6243005999110472522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6243005999110472522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/6243005999110472522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-so-blog-was-officially-dead-for.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-8349822799045763782</id><published>2007-02-26T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:18:45.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, was too tired to post yesterday so here it is. went to mdm ang's house yesterday for chinese new year. invited the whole class but only a few could turn up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but either way, despite the outcome we still had fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaorong, kohkiat, thurein, xiaoting, pathma, say khalilah, felicia and i made our way to ang mo kio to go her house. technically everyone was late except for paddy, xt say and thurein. haha. sorry lah, it was raining heavily in jurong can? the train journey was damn long lah.  but at least  got each other's company so not that bad. laughed and made quite a lot of noise on the train and in the bus as well once we reached ang mo kio. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were kinda lost at first coz mdm ang apparently lives at some god forsaken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u area, AWAY from civilisation.&lt;/span&gt; once we stopped at the suppose ninth stop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(uhuh, we counted..) &lt;/span&gt;we walked quite a distance before we finally see mdm ang in pink at her condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, her condo has almost everything from offices to internet cafes and stuff lah. and the place is huge. went up to her place and we were greeted by her children and marco, her dog. -.- super terrified coz he's uberly big and he was barking the moment we stepped into the house. anyway, ate quite a lot of goodies and watched tv while we waited for the arrival of our two late divas aka jing an &amp; gabby. they came 2 hours later or something and then we started to play cards and the fun really began.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i bet there was something in the canned drinks coz we were laughing hysterically while playing blac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kjack.&lt;/span&gt; hmms, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was like a total noob coz i never played before but at least i wasn't alone coz khalilah and mdm ang didnt know as well.&lt;/span&gt; hees. played that, then daidee which mdm ang didnt know as well o.O then the card games stopped c&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oz the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pizzas came and man u w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as playing.&lt;/span&gt; everyone was excited when fulham scored the first goal, with the exception of shaorong but then equaliser from giggs and he happy again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched till halftime and then we went home. took us a while coz we camwhored quite a lot. gave some money to mdm ang for the pizzas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 mins of passing the money around and she finally accepted. o.O &lt;/span&gt;while the rest cabbed down to xiaoting's house for more visiting. me khal pathma and thurein went down to bishan to go home lor. bitched quite alot and one stop at a time, the group got small until left me and khal. took the bus to get home. wah sey, damn crowded lah. for god's sake it's a saturday night around 1130. got home and watched liverpool. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okok i think enough rambling lah hor. shall p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ost pictures. 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hehes. yesterday was fun lah, celebration in pioneer. ok so the day before friday we went to westmall to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last minute shop for the class party &amp; yusheng maki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ng shit&lt;/span&gt;. so, me khal skeen melissa shaorong tk and jeslyn went to shop at shop&amp;save. ok so we were thinking very hard about how to make the yusheng thing creative and stuff. trust me it was a whole lot of thinking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;somewhere along the way, i was having hysterical fits about lucky numbers and a bearde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d red man.o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, woke up super early to meet khalilah downstairs. apparently, the malays had to bring the damned ingredients and other food so me and khalilah and skeen decided to cab together. so khalilah made her way down to my place by cab. so the freaking uncle sucked so me and khalilah decided to change cabs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;took us a while to get one and the driver wasn't any better. bad start for us. luckily we managed to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; get skeen and get to school on time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after morning assembly, the class party was set up. apparently we had tons of food lah. siew mais, baos, sandwiches, chips, nuggets, fishballs, hotdogs and alot of things. couldn't finish everything so we gave them away. the yusheng thing was cool lah. toss the thing so high and i think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mdm lin went a bit crazy coz she practically fl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ung like a chunk of the yusheng thing onto shaorong. o.O&lt;/span&gt; his uniform was, well, dirty loh. anyway, after that made our way up to the hall, with like the titbits that we didn't give away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha had quite a feast upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert was okay i guess. super lame but still tolerable. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the chinese orc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hestra was meek, but the videos by the teachers were funny. &lt;/span&gt;especially mr dennis yeo's daughter. anyway, was eating and drinking and laughing all the way lah. then results for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; class decoration and guess what? we won consolation prize man. damn unexpected. really. then another surprise. we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4th place for yusheng making competition. o.O totally unbelievable lah.&lt;/span&gt; so we were all laughing coz cannot believe. anyway, after that went back to bp and i was kinda tired then i went back home. yea i know, total no life during the eve of chinese new year eve. but i managed to watch tons of dvds. so okay lorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, shall put up the pictures i took yesterday today. the yusheng scene damn cool lah, i think. thanks jing an for taking them. she was actually standing on a chair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*ohh yea, the rest of the food we kept at the staffroom coz we gonna eat later i guess. we won somemore food thanks to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yushen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;g th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ing..my god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;. 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/319481/Picture%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/110721/Picture%20102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/926954/Picture%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/274666/Picture%20104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so the bernice &amp; angeline thing was weird. hahas. ok shall end off with class pictures taken a week before chinese new year celebrations i think. haha, the thing about us is that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; loooovvveee to camwhore. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/715286/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/395884/Picture%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/685837/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/817954/Picture%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/7575/Picture%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/96864/Picture%20037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/876346/Picture%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/365470/Picture%20046.jpg" alt="" 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/19862549-117169863932983653?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/117169863932983653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=117169863932983653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117169863932983653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117169863932983653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-happy-chinese-new-year-eve-people_16.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-117117673300864378</id><published>2007-02-11T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T14:52:13.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok the week went by smoothly i guess. band, pe, genetics test, band. enjoying band now.more so than last year. i have no idea why. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hees, probably the people in band are a super cool bunch of kids lah. like me. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday went to innova junior college first open house. went with rohai faizah and her friend. first tie going mans, and the building is huge lah. but it was crowded lah, with kids, teenagers and even parents. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, i dun remember going to open houses with my parents. would be embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt; anyway, the stalls had long queues in front of them so the four of us were just sitting at the grandstands watching the bands performed. quite cool lah, inter school band competition.though, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can hardly hear what they sing but i think the concept was cool. &lt;/span&gt;then the three girls had to go, so i walked around with nawariah, ili, seow ken, nadhirah and fadhiah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boy those girls can be very boy-crazy. especially nadhirah&lt;/span&gt;. she was soo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HIGH from all the "cute" guys there. &lt;/span&gt;walked around with nasuha too around the track. damn it was freaking hot lah, and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i only realised when i got home my neck was super burnt. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, while waiting for nasuha to clean up her stall, me fardhiah nadhirah and nawa were stoning at the canteen. quite fun lah, bitch, gossip, slacked, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughed quite alot at this small and short guy carrying a waffle maker around campus.&lt;/span&gt; seriously, the guy never part with his cooking device. o.O anyway, going home with nawariah and nasuha was fun too. i mean, never seen them in a while lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my "fail every test" buddies in secondary school. boy, those were the days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-117117673300864378?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/117117673300864378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=117117673300864378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117117673300864378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117117673300864378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-week-went-by-smoothly-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-117076694988562042</id><published>2007-02-07T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:02:29.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just want to squeeze in an entry before i start my homework. these two days have been utter crap. been feeling super down and stuffs but surprisingly, managed to conceal it from my friends lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dunno why but i kinda got agitated easily, you know, the littlest things can just piss me off? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah forget it. think i should just not focus on those trivial things. anyway, went for some reading through today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's an audition for pre-u sem emcee.&lt;/span&gt; kinda nervous about it coz i dun do so well in auditions. but i think it went okay lah. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was like a total noob&lt;/span&gt; as compared to farah and cassie. but i did try to sound emcee-ish. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let's hope i get the gig yea? it'll be cool to at least take part in the freaking even&lt;/span&gt;t since each school can only hold the event once on rotation. imagine, all the spotlight on me.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; heees, centre of attraction mans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, enough dreaming. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dunno whether tomorrow gonna be in a speaking mood or not.&lt;/span&gt; gosh, damn crapped up now lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bugger. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-117076694988562042?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/117076694988562042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=117076694988562042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117076694988562042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117076694988562042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-want-to-squeeze-in-entry-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-117056329334639539</id><published>2007-02-05T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T12:36:01.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok it's the weekends. finally. the week was okay i guess. met up with zhiwen and nadia on Wednesday for dinner and Friday was super fun as usual after band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday met up with zhiwen and nadia for dinner at pizza hut. haha, yay. first meet-up for this year. damn cool mans.  had the usual literal and crappy jokes. ate that chinese new year pizza thingy and we couldn't finish the meal. so zhiwen had to bring it home. speaking of zhiwen, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG, he totally changed lah. after that jaw operation he really really really looked super different mans. almost unrecognizable. REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;  but he's still the old &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"how lame can you be" &lt;/span&gt;zhiwen. hanging out with them was super fun. played who can guess the songs that are playing in pizza hut and stuff. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to catch the singapore vs thailand match. singapore won on a very controversial penalty. hmms, wonder how they'll do in thailand today. anyway, thursday was a bitch. the whole day i spent thinking of how to skip pe and stuff. oh well, in the end i stuck through it and did pe. very very tired in the end, but still must toughen up for ns i guess. speaking of which i have registered online. mans, im super scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was fun. hmms, not really. i mean soon beng was sitting beside me so i was kinda stressed lah. haha. anyway,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; played tons of hokkien songs and the high school musical sound track. haha. damn cool lah.&lt;/span&gt; though the horns people played like want to die, i think the HSM soundtrack is fun to play. after band, went to crash the j1s mass bbq. so dead lah. no food to eat and the campfire was kinda lame. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o the band members were at the staircase to the parade square to just join in the dances and sing-a-longs and made a fool of ourselves&lt;/span&gt;. but then we got super hungry so we went to lot one to eat.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; faizah and jeremy okok and me as well kept singing the high school musical songs man.&lt;/span&gt; like one second jeremy would burst out&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" we're sooooooaaaarrrinnggg" &lt;/span&gt;and the rest of us would continue. we caused quite a racket at the bus stop and at food junction. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i mean with me faizah and yaolun around. it's a confirmed thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we talked about the singapore vs thailand match and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;how there might be a riot if singapore won and stuff. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then one thing led to another from dinner we talked about transvestites to god knows what. haha. total random-ness i  know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day woke up super early to accompany kohkiat go ICA building to go extend his passport. man, that guy dunno a single thing about how to go about it and I HAD to literally  bring him about. haha and this is the guy that is going to go cambodia for the metro-sif thing. please be independent. (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; okok, ehh bring me back something ok. not expecting anything fancy but just bring me back something. ok? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*the trip to and from ICA building was fun. i was able to rant about some person that i now totally harbour hatred for. okok not really that extreme but still i dislike. turned out kk also dun like. haha. oh well, dowan to start bitching here, wait over-run. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i typed long enough. shall get back to my homework. tonight got the final singapore vs thailand match.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fingers crossed. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-117056329334639539?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/117056329334639539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=117056329334639539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117056329334639539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117056329334639539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-its-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-117017078375989664</id><published>2007-01-31T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:26:23.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im just gonna be super random here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weather has been bloody cold and windy&lt;/span&gt;. i shivered alot today. damn it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im finally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;getting the hang of complex numbers part 1&lt;/span&gt;. haha thank god lah. think im ready for the maths test next week, but i still need some more practice on it. complex numbers part 2 can forget about it. cannot understand a single shit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;valerie, try to relax ok&lt;/span&gt;. don't be upset about it. it's not good for you. stay positive. or at least try? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bloody tickets for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; singapore vs thailand&lt;/span&gt; match tomorrow are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sold out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fall out boy&lt;/span&gt; is coming to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;singapore in march. &lt;/span&gt;hopefully can get tickets. weee (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i suddenly miss my friends from bp, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;106/206 3t2/4t2 and the band members&lt;/span&gt;. hahas, weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done being random. this is soo not me, more like skeen. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-117017078375989664?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/117017078375989664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=117017078375989664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117017078375989664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/117017078375989664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-just-gonna-be-super-random-here.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116991072776210496</id><published>2007-01-28T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T23:12:07.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, just got back from town with nadia. yup, went to plaza singapura to catch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAN'S LABYRINTH&lt;/span&gt;. omg, it's awesome lah. the fantasy creatures, the plot, the CGI effects. effing cool please. totally fell in love with the lead actress, the girl. she's really very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the movie was entirely in spanish (cool, my first time watching a spanish show) , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really felt for the characters during the spanish civil war&lt;/span&gt;. the blood, the gore and how the girl got away from it all through her imagination. seriously, nadia and i thought it was really very good. t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he ending was sad, really sad&lt;/span&gt;. so i suggest you all go watch it and find out why. spending time with nadia was fun. the laming and the crapping like how we always did during secondary school. went around to shop for jacinta's present. she said she liked cute and nice stuff, so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;since i cannot wrap myself up, i decided to buy something from a nice and cute shop i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after buying, went home by bus. the journey was freaking long so i was sleeping on the bus. almost missed my stop but luckily i woke up a bus stop before. went home just in time to watch the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second half of singapore vs malaysia.&lt;/span&gt; damn glad that singapore won on penalties. haha. lionel lewis redeemed himself from that crappy goal he let in during the match. haha jumped around and shouted after that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rraawwwrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im tired, i shall sleep. (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sahira, you missed out on pan's labyrinth and a day spent with me. how could you? my present...? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116991072776210496?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116991072776210496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116991072776210496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116991072776210496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116991072776210496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-just-got-back-from-town-with-nadia.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116921688558276879</id><published>2007-01-20T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:29:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank goodness it's the weekends. finally, two days for me to unwind a bit and then catch up with my homework/revision. gosh, so busy and tired and sleepy for the past week lah. mans, this is so not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was kinda relaxing. it was all lectures throughout so quite okay lah. ct time, played games but then, chemistry remedial had to ruin it all. oh well, i wasn't paying attention coz i&lt;strong&gt; was busy playing say's sony psp&lt;/strong&gt;. i know i know. the test is next week, and i should have listen to him right? ah heck man, totally not in the mood for his lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;strong&gt; slacked with kailin, jiayi, dennis and yaolun at the concourse. laughed our asses off lah&lt;/strong&gt;. i mean, we kept talking about those r21 shows that we have watched. you know like hostel, brokeback mountain, borat lah. then they were talking about some cannibal movie where the girl's vagina kena speared and all that. which was quite sick, come to think of it now. but i was having hysterical laughing fits from that. i mean, the way dennis and kailin talked about the movie was hilarious lah. dennis couldn't stop laughing when he was telling the story. sheeshness. &lt;strong&gt;i knew the five of us were making loads of noise at the canteen when everyone else were studying. ehh cannot help it leh, it's friday XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was fun too. played a new piece. potential choice piece lah. quite nice. but then after band, miss chan wanted to talk to us and stuff lah. about what happened and blah blah blah. dowan to type here, a bit long and personal too. think she's right lah huh. i think the band needs miss chan to tell us off then we realise&lt;strong&gt; i guess. syf year, must be serious. rawrr&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks to that, we only ended band around 8 plus. surprisingly, there were still a lot of people in the college. seriously, so late already, well to me it is. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired now lah. i mean the whole day i was laughing about american iol with nicholas and dennis, laughing again with kailin and gang about those horrid movies, and laughing again in and,&lt;strong&gt;my jaws kinda hurt. bahhh. o.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116921688558276879?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116921688558276879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116921688558276879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116921688558276879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116921688558276879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/thank-goodness-its-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116904577767606610</id><published>2007-01-18T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:48:24.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so felt crapped up in the morning at first. the smrt yellow buses suddenly either vanished for a period of time or the bus drivers actually planned to late at all their routine stops. &lt;strong&gt;stupid lah, was nearly late for school please.&lt;/strong&gt; damn stupid. &lt;strong&gt;rawr lah&lt;/strong&gt;. reached school all sweaty and stuff. mehh, seriously hate the morning mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the day progressed i guess? was having fun during pe. i mean, playing badminton and stuff. other than that, tutorials were the epitome of boredom and &lt;strong&gt;mr hou is especially in-tolerable to listen to.&lt;/strong&gt; omg lah, for some reason i couldn't pay attention to him through out the lesson. maybe it's me? but i just wanna blame him, for today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jc1 orientation for the band was okay i guess. the games were okay. but the seniors kinda made our own fun during those times. &lt;strong&gt;you know, laming, crapping, laughing, camwhoring&lt;/strong&gt;. i dunno, maybe we left the j1s out for a while but i think they were having fun too. =) we were kinda making fun for the librarian of our school. mehh, okok i think she's overly agitated by the slightest things. oh well, that's just her. &lt;strong&gt;who knows she thrives on other people's misery and shouting across the library to a student is her favourite past time&lt;/strong&gt;. i mean, what other things can keep her busy in the library? right? mehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel so good right now. and tomorrow is 2.4 km trial. &lt;strong&gt;im so gonna die. yay. &lt;em&gt;*rolls eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116904577767606610?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116904577767606610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116904577767606610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116904577767606610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116904577767606610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-so-felt-crapped-up-in-morning-at.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116887469292734875</id><published>2007-01-16T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:24:52.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, there is a &lt;strong&gt;shitload of homework waiting for me to go through them one by one&lt;/strong&gt;. *yes yes, here comes the whining of a boy who is bogged down by tons of crap that he doesn't know what to do now. kaos, im like pathetically sieving through my homework, finishing them one by one. i tell you, my &lt;strong&gt;brain is seriously in a shutting down mode anytime soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with a couple more things and i think im done lah hor. im gonna lose my sanity by the time A levels end mans. anyway, managed to study after school at the canteen. finally understood nitrogen compounds and derivatives. hmms, suddenly what mr hou said in class make sense. hahas. went home with eva though. &lt;strong&gt;super tired on the bus lah, my head bobbed up and down a few times.&lt;/strong&gt; quite embarrassing. got home just in time for the &lt;strong&gt;so you think you can dance finale.&lt;/strong&gt; haha so happy lah. those guys can really dance man. envious. but channel five cut alot of stuff lah, so it was awkward coz cut at weird places. oh well, at least benji won, and i &lt;strong&gt;got to see ivan perform again with allison. god damn it, why were they out lah, they are good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some reading for gp, while watching the singapore vs laos match. hahas, funny mans. singapore won &lt;strong&gt;11-0. o.O i know&lt;/strong&gt;. hahas, the commentator was freaking funny lah. anyway, think it's late. so im gonna turn in for the day. byee. &lt;strong&gt;*mehh, this entry sound rushed. oh well heck. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116887469292734875?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116887469292734875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116887469292734875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116887469292734875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116887469292734875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-there-is-shitload-of-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116853292156755112</id><published>2007-01-12T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:28:41.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my body is aching due to pe. somebody help. im so not fit lahh. crap mans. gotta start exercising like regularly lah. feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was okay i guess. after pe, jac me nicholas wenxiang khalilah skeen and shariffa decided&lt;strong&gt; to do homework/catch up on revision/other school stuff&lt;/strong&gt; while waiting for the rain to stop. okay lah, stupid jac borrowed my notes so i couldn't do bio tutorial. stupid wenxiang borrowed my worksheet so cannot do. &lt;strong&gt;so in the end read nitrogen compounds notes trying to do the tutorial in the canteen&lt;/strong&gt;. damn cold lah, never stopped raining from the time we started our homework till actually, now. hahas. monsoon season? i thought just passed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after we finished with our work. we kinda sat at the canteen and bitched laughed and made a whole lot of noise. &lt;strong&gt;apologies to those studying in the canteen&lt;/strong&gt;. but yea, we were bored and the rain wouldn't stop. hahas. so yea, we &lt;strong&gt;laughed out loud, talked across tables, all in good fun.&lt;/strong&gt; hmm after like 3 hours since we started doing our homework, the rain subsided and we went home. stupid nicholas couldn't send me and skeen home. buggerrr. oh well, so right now, im just stoning i guess. &lt;strong&gt;trying to complete my bio tutorial but no mood. mehh, i gotta be more studious. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116853292156755112?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116853292156755112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116853292156755112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116853292156755112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116853292156755112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-body-is-aching-due-to-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116844130827431385</id><published>2007-01-11T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:19:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay today was pretty normal&lt;strong&gt;.*right aimann.&lt;/strong&gt; woke up super tired and hoarsed coz yesterday night &lt;strong&gt;went to crash the orientation finale with jasmine wenjie valerie and her friend&lt;/strong&gt;. damn fun lah, crashed nathan, they super stoned please. the reason why we were there was jasmine said there were &lt;strong&gt;two eyecandies for her. *hmms, i wonder who.&lt;/strong&gt; anyway, cheered, went super high, danced, sing, played choo choo train around the hall, reminisced about our O1; you know times we had with walla and OG16. hahas. &lt;strong&gt;one helluva night&lt;/strong&gt; lah. camwhored and laughed at all the dancers and the pathetic looking j1s. hees. yep, then after the whole thing ended, went home with jasmine. talked quite alot and we saw michelle along the way. yep, our ex ogl for O1. got she grown prettier mans. caught up abit and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/676999/picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/954769/picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/71753/picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/688225/picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/228590/picture%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/1600/334375/picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1561/503/200/729436/picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, those are some of the pictures taken. &lt;strong&gt;yes, everyone was sweaty. cannot help it right, people mass danced and fun danced lohh. &lt;/strong&gt;anyway rushed home to complete econs and went to sleep at 1 am i think. then woke up a few hours later to go to school lah. bloody hell, still so tired. apparently, me and skeen were almost late. it was 745 but the gate still wasn't closed. &lt;strong&gt;thank god mans, never had i been late in my entire life before&lt;/strong&gt;. lessons proceed as normal, bloody boring please. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then band started with the jc1s coming in for their auditions and stuff. quite a turn out but still need more members lah. the band damn pathetic. as usual, slacked at a corner and practice and then came the band meeting. &lt;strong&gt;which noone told me but was supposed to be a confrontation&lt;/strong&gt;. what the.&lt;strong&gt; hello, at least tell me lah, i can prepare what to say mahh&lt;/strong&gt;. sheeshness. BUT, i did felt sorry for them. i mean those in the range of the firing session. second chance would do the trick. just improve lah huh. crap mans, new year, must have new attitude. come on we must must must join syf. &lt;strong&gt;a bit lose face if cannot right. *sighh aimann, work hard (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116844130827431385?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116844130827431385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116844130827431385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116844130827431385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116844130827431385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-today-was-pretty-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116806890875920705</id><published>2007-01-07T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:42:35.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so the first three days of school was okay i guess. new classmates, new form teacher, new beginning.&lt;strong&gt; all these things equal awkwardness&lt;/strong&gt;. utter awkwardness. but enough about that. i think friday was the best day i had since the year started and since school reopened. yup, school started normally, with bio test in the morning. &lt;strong&gt;*hah, normal o.O&lt;/strong&gt; i think it's pass-able. anyway with miss leong teaching me from now onwards, passing is a miracle. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms assembly was boring as usual with mrs tan talking about how we should work hard. you know the usual principal kinda talks. but me dennis wenxiang jac and nicholas were like laughing about the testimonials shown and stuff. yep, basically making our own fun. it &lt;strong&gt;was the only thing we could do to keep us awake during that awful talk.&lt;/strong&gt; then had cca open house. went to the booth to set up everything. alot of instruments to bring down, and all the other stuffs as well. &lt;strong&gt;oh mans. it sucks being the public relations officer&lt;/strong&gt;. but luckily i had the company of my two close friends, rohai and faizah throughout the whole time. decorated the booth nicely i might add, put up the banner, then the thing started and the concourse was filled with tons of j1s and we talked and talked.&lt;strong&gt; but i kinda skived halfway&lt;/strong&gt;, wasn't too interested in it, after talking to some of the bp band juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing ended, while waiting for band to start, &lt;strong&gt;spent my time with jing an gabby kohkiat and played warped pictionary&lt;/strong&gt;. seriously, dirty words to be drawn, people to be drawn. hahas, it was super funny la. lifted my mood for the day mans. i missed hanging out with them lah. then went to tour around the hall to see the "orientation" in process. it was kinda boring. no wonder they wanted to get out of it. oh well, they had to join their og, so i went for band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly band with soon beng was fun. played the pices, &lt;strong&gt;bitched with some people about some person. and me and faizah couldn't stop laughing during the break mans&lt;/strong&gt;. man, if only band practices were this fun with miss chan around. hah, i highly doubt so lah. after band, went to meet up with skeen to go out dinner, where she told me practically EVERYTHING that happened during orientation. you know, philby stuffs and its goings-on. then khalilah joined us, and we kept laughing again, even on the train home.&lt;strong&gt; i tell you my jaws and stomach hurt when i got home. been laughing too much lahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i don't think it's gonna be this fun next week. mehhness. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116806890875920705?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116806890875920705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116806890875920705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116806890875920705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116806890875920705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-so-first-three-days-of-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116763273296467276</id><published>2007-01-01T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:25:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so it's year 2007. i couldn't care less what the nation was doing to count down to the new year, but i know that counting down with disney channel was better fun than that. yep, that was what i was doing. &lt;strong&gt;i was watching disney channel from 730 all the way to the new year&lt;/strong&gt;. how amazing is that? haha. i think the singapore concert is freaking lame lah. &lt;strong&gt;at least, disney channel is funner and much more interesting.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahas, im childish what can you say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to finish my maths. and i have yet to study for bio test. *&lt;strong&gt;great, who the hell decides to have a test directly after school reopens right?&lt;/strong&gt; oh well, i promise myself to be more hardworking this year. no slacking. okay okay, allow some space for slacking. ohh and my new year's resolution is &lt;strong&gt;*&lt;s&gt;not to lose weight like 2006&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;but to &lt;strong&gt;cultivate the habit of spending less and saving more.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*rightt, it will be hard, but i'll try. aja aja fighting.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sorry i just had to slot that in somewhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  yep, save money buy more things. how about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so im gonna finish my maths. mans, im totally gonna skip APGP part coz i don't have those notes. never mind aiman,&lt;strong&gt; bhasya! (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116763273296467276?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116763273296467276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116763273296467276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116763273296467276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116763273296467276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-so-its-year-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116711246061030852</id><published>2006-12-27T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:54:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the rain started at 12 midnight today and it's still going on now. grr. stupid weather. oh well, spent my day watching tv and curse of the golden flower. ok la the movie was nice. epic story, with loads of the hugest battle scenes ever. it's quite cool la. but what i cannot stand is the way gong li's boobs are trying to just escape from her corset costume. seriously. they are like gargantuan please. and i thought those china epic movies last time were conservative? anyway, yea. nice movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to do maths now. finally, &lt;strong&gt;i decided not to procrastinate and start doing&lt;/strong&gt;. but the thought of doing APGP just turned me off. maybe i shall not do those questions. mehh. im in need of a serious dose of chocolate muffins&lt;strong&gt;.*im so random&lt;/strong&gt;. ok then, i need to go out and buy stuffs for the school year. definitely, 2007 is not going to be a goo dyear for me after knowing who are in my class. &lt;strong&gt;oh well, HAPPY BOXING DAY. mehh, can 2007 be even more suckier? o.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116711246061030852?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116711246061030852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116711246061030852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116711246061030852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116711246061030852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/rain-started-at-12-midnight-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116659641859848195</id><published>2006-12-21T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:33:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so im back from my trip. all i can say is, it's alright la huh. the trip to kl was like fun, i guess. that berjaya times square  is really really huge. sheeshness. well it has to be since it houses an indoor theme park and a shopping centre and a hotel too&lt;strong&gt;.*saw khairun there too haha so coincidental (:&lt;/strong&gt; anyway, yea im like so not a theme park person please. &lt;strong&gt;totally have phobia for heights&lt;/strong&gt;. so the rollercoaster and that ride that goes up and down are so not my thing. i was so pale and nauseous that i sit out for most of the rides. blahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went shopping and stuff at the place. and also at petaling street. OMG, that place is soo freaking crowded at night la. all those fake items, pirated vcds/dvds galore. &lt;strong&gt;mehhh, oh and i witness a police raid there too. but it was like uneventful.&lt;/strong&gt; in the end, that "police" car was forced to stop cause the stallholders were daring enough to block it from entering the place. cool huh.  anyway, did not buy much during my vacation. i wasn't totally feeling the holiday. but what i enjoyed was watching korean drama "my girl" in the hotel room. brought the dvd to watch at night. so every day it's like 4 hours from 10 pm to god knows when till the wee hours. man, &lt;strong&gt;the show is super funny. but what i dun like is that, it gets super super sad from the third disc onwards.&lt;/strong&gt; mans, everyone in the hotel room was tearing. my gosh, i so felt for yoo-rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back yesterday. man, it has been raining from the time i boarded thebus till when i reached home. &lt;strong&gt;the journey was like 5 hours/6 hours? and it has been raining non stop.&lt;/strong&gt; turned out, it has been raining in singapore for the last two days? my god la. hmms, i have yet to do my homework. hees. left maths i guess. think i better start. too lazy to post pictures now. shall do it later i guess. happy holidays. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116659641859848195?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116659641859848195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116659641859848195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116659641859848195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116659641859848195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-so-im-back-from-my-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116610943721534784</id><published>2006-12-15T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:17:19.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so collected my phone for the second time, which makes the &lt;strong&gt;total count&lt;/strong&gt; for trips to plaza singapura to &lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;. haha at least i had company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining and i was like shopping with my mom and stuff and &lt;strong&gt;spongebob squarejaw  shaorong&lt;/strong&gt; decided to ask me whether i wanted to go ikea later in the afternoon. so i was like okay la. then, huge rain and i was like almost wet from it while making my way to ikea at 430. haha, thank god my mom sent me there, if not i'll just be super duper drenched. met jing an kohkiat and shaorong at the entrance and thus set foot to make a fool of ourselves in ikea. &lt;strong&gt;playing around with the rugs, toys, candles and all the stuffs found there&lt;/strong&gt;. jing an wanted to find christmas presents for her friends so in the end she bought like potted cactus &lt;strong&gt;(idiotic, i know!)&lt;/strong&gt; and some jars to put cookies inside. then finish shopping went to plaza singapura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaos, the bus was super crowded la and the motorola shop even more crowded. bloody hell. &lt;strong&gt;waited in agony for like 45 minutes or so, while the three of them went to eat at thaiexpress.&lt;/strong&gt; good right. sighh, collected my phone  and i think it's ok now. THANK GOD! if not i go on my vacation, wait don;t have any songs to entertainment throughout the trip. sigghh. now &lt;strong&gt;fervently trying to restore all my songs&lt;/strong&gt; inside that were LOST at the hands of the motorola technician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while doing that, im sending two movies to shaorong. god, they are taking too long to transfer. crap la.&lt;strong&gt; i want to sleep. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116610943721534784?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116610943721534784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116610943721534784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116610943721534784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116610943721534784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-so-collected-my-phone-for-second.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116601504017741499</id><published>2006-12-14T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:04:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, today was my third time going to plaza singapura. all because of my god forsaken v3i phone, which is giving me alot of crap these few days. &lt;strong&gt;ahh, stupid piece of metal&lt;/strong&gt;. i think i can practically memorise the names of the people in the motorola shop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah, before that went for band. sian-ness. met &lt;strong&gt;faizah&amp;rohai. then yida&amp;amp;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; came after that. so the five of us took our time to go to school and along the way we saw &lt;strong&gt;pammy&amp;yaolun&amp;amp;christine.&lt;/strong&gt; it was already 20 minutes past one and all of us were late. haha, strolling in somemore.&lt;em&gt; *such dedicated band members&lt;/em&gt;. so, had sectionals, well mostly crapping with peiqi and elson outside the bandroom,&lt;strong&gt; but i got play and practice ok.&lt;/strong&gt; then rushed all the way to plaza singapura after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue was unbelievably long and it was like what..&lt;strong&gt;30 minutes just to wait for people to finish complaining about their phones before i got the chance to start complaining about my phone.&lt;/strong&gt; hees. erm the guy said i had to surrender my phone&lt;strong&gt; (again!)&lt;/strong&gt; and my memory card. thanks ah, im phone-less&lt;strong&gt;(again!).&lt;/strong&gt; after that, went to cathay picturehouse to watch  &lt;strong&gt;ERAGON &lt;/strong&gt;on the opening day. hehes. the movie was &lt;strong&gt;hella good. totally rocking la.&lt;/strong&gt; the animations, the scenery, the battle scenes, OMG. you all should watch the movie. totally worth it. but the thing about it is that, it ended abruptly. that's cause there's like a whole trilogy kind of thing. frustrating, so i dunno what happens at the very end, UNLESS i read the book la. &lt;em&gt;*maybe i will. hees&lt;/em&gt;. oh yes, i think cefira is wickedly funny and eragon&amp;arya look totally hot as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im super tired now. tomorrow still have to go back plaza singapura to collect my phone&amp;amp;memory card back. &lt;strong&gt;goddamnit. my fourth time. sheesh-ness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116601504017741499?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116601504017741499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116601504017741499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116601504017741499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116601504017741499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-today-was-my-third-time-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116533237841111803</id><published>2006-12-06T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:42:18.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy. just got back form jogging with skeen. &lt;strong&gt;omg, we jogged damn far la&lt;/strong&gt;. and it was fun but tiring too. damn it. it started to rain halfway so we decided to like stretch and do crunches and stuffs at some multi purpose hall. yes, we looked weird but it's for a good cause. and that is to lose weight. =) &lt;strong&gt;hees. quite fun la huh, besides the panting and the stitches.&lt;/strong&gt; we alsso talked quite a bit along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning around 945, went to jurong entertainment centre to eat macdonald breakfast with &lt;strong&gt;ruiming&amp;sahira&lt;/strong&gt;. haha long time &lt;strong&gt;never see and talk to them lor&lt;/strong&gt;. so i was like super happy when i got to eat with them. watched happy feet after that as well. not as funny as flushed away but OMG, &lt;strong&gt;the little penguins (the five amigos) are superrr cute and hilarious la.&lt;/strong&gt; i mean, the quote of the day &lt;strong&gt;" wait, do you hear them want something...ME!! (:"&lt;/strong&gt; haha so self centred, but i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to &lt;strong&gt;study at mac at bb central with skeen shaorong and kohkiat&lt;/strong&gt;. ok it was quite productive la. managed to do bio tutorial1. but after that spent time talking about classmates and bbq and smsing wrong people and stuff. wah skeen and shaorong can be dense man. tsk tsk tsk. &lt;strong&gt;sms fuck you to the wrong person&lt;/strong&gt;. Good Game. haha after two hours of stoning we decided to leave the place. haha kohkiat and shaorong went to some job briefing thingy and me and skeen went to jog. see eventful day right. i still wanna exercise. coz i have a tummy and i want to be fit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, spent the whole night doing this video tribute to &lt;strong&gt;06S04.&lt;/strong&gt; yep yep, im quite a nice person right? okok i just din have things to do. so i did this lor&lt;strong&gt;. kohkiat is doing another one&lt;/strong&gt;. he haven't finish yet. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i'll post his later when it's ready. so anyway, to 06S04..ENJOY. and love me.(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CioX1TsyhyI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CioX1TsyhyI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116533237841111803?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116533237841111803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116533237841111803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116533237841111803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116533237841111803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116522346188006914</id><published>2006-12-05T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:12:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy, i feel so happy today. managed to clear my cupboard from all the unwanted notes and worksheets and reorganised and refiled all my notes to make them neater. hees. now &lt;strong&gt;i have different files for all my notes&amp;tutorials&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm easier to revise over the holidays like that. but i realised im missing a few notes like &lt;strong&gt;APGP notes and demand&amp;amp;supply.&lt;/strong&gt; die. have to go photocopy from someone over the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me like &lt;strong&gt;3 hours&lt;/strong&gt; to do the whole freaking thing. i was covered with dust and my nose was super runny from sneezing. but it's ok. i managed to get through the ordeal. &lt;strong&gt;aja aja fighting (:&lt;/strong&gt; hees, absolutely addicted to korean dramas now. princess hours (watched it again on DVD) and full house. wah&lt;strong&gt; han ji en in full house is pretty&lt;/strong&gt;. hehes. been staying up late into the wee morning to watch these things. anyway, that's about it. sighh, &lt;strong&gt;i must get a life..quick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116522346188006914?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116522346188006914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116522346188006914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116522346188006914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116522346188006914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyy-i-feel-so-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116512492163474596</id><published>2006-12-04T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T13:48:41.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah sian, such an uneventful week i might add. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's either going to SGH or school for band&lt;/span&gt;. my routine is getting wayy too stale for my liking. anyway, last friday marked the end of my SGH attachment with Dr. Tin. yep, it has been very enriching and i got to experienced the life of a clinic researcher. extracting DNA from patients' blood samples and other stuffs along that line. and that also marked the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;end of me going to outram way early in the morning, to be caught up with the morning people rush on mrts. THANK GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm on that friday itself, went to school for band. hohho, get to see our set piece for SYF. wah kao, the two movements are like seriously contrasting. the second movement is super duper hard man. with the glissando from low C to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; two octaves higher&lt;/span&gt;. daunting task la pitching top C. but what to do? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the trumpet section was supposed to sound like elephants. sheeshness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yes, somewhere in the week. managed to have a phone conversation with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dearest valerie&lt;/span&gt; which i haven see for quite some time. haha. managed to listen to her troubles and her worries. i feel super sad for her la. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;god how much i miss her since orientation1. &lt;/span&gt;we must must meet up. but i think jasmine cannot make lei. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;probably dating, you-know-who. &lt;/span&gt;EHH not lord voldermot though. hees &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*funny, aiman. sheeshness. &lt;/span&gt;ohh and i smsed her already la valerie. i seirously din know la. she said she told me before promos. i think  totally forgot lei. OMG la. all those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mugging took a serious toll on my brain.&lt;/span&gt; cannot even remember things now. BOO. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: liverpool scored 4-0 against wigan. haahaas (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116512492163474596?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116512492163474596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116512492163474596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116512492163474596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116512492163474596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/12/wah-sian-such-uneventful-week-i-might.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116464181781430846</id><published>2006-11-28T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:36:57.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah sian, my blog has been on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a two weeks hiatus&lt;/span&gt;. haha but im back. i was just being lazy to just update. anyway, there's nothing much going on except for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work attachment at SGH under the clinic research department and metro-sif at paragon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the work attachment is fun la, i supposed. extract DNA, run the DNA, proteomics. blah blah blah. the hands-on experiments are cool la. but the thing is, waiting for things to centrifuge, boil, run, cool down, heat take a bloody long time la. s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o we end up rotting in the super cold lab. either that or played pictionary on PAINT&lt;/span&gt;. yes, we are that bored. oh well, at least what we learning now in BIO kinda made sense here. haha. all thanks to thurein's dad. hmm, sgh is getting boring. everyday see the same things and stuff. sighh i need a change in surroundings.*that leads to metro at paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah crap la, the CIP thing was like a tiring thing.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stand there, act happy, smile and ask people for donations&lt;/span&gt;. haha but it paid off la. we made quite an amount. i mean, the balloons and the tiger magnets were really a hit with the children. so we kinda attracted the children, then ask the parents to donate. hees. see clever tactic right? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yea, we were bored too, so we either SPAM the tree with our messages, or spot messages from pioneer people or played a game&lt;/span&gt;. haha. yes. we decided to play a game whereby, the person that got a customer to donate can sit down until the other person got a customer to donate. stupid shaorong was sitting all the way. dumb shit. oh well, at least i managed to sit down for quite a while. haha one guy donated fifty bucks on saturday, and another woman donated fifty bucks on sunday. hmm quite generous ah these people. im sure the cambodian children will be happy. quite nice la the CIP. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just that it gets stale after a few hours, and after the first 200 tigers were sold out. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh the rest were amused at my reaction after being rejected so many times. wah lao la, some people just don;t know how to refuse politely issit. SHEESHNESS CAN. grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else..i think that's about it la huh. im still having my work attachment until this friday la. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna watch HAPPY FEET. somehow drawing smiley faces on my feet and stare at them for hours just doesn't have that thrill of watching singing penguins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HA-HA *aiman you are so funny. o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmm, when'sthe next class outing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116464181781430846?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116464181781430846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116464181781430846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116464181781430846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116464181781430846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/11/wah-sian-my-blog-has-been-on-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116378277105364327</id><published>2006-11-17T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:02:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok just got back from the class bbq at kohkiat's place. &lt;strong&gt;OMG, never laughed so hard in my entire life can? wait, i think i have&lt;/strong&gt;, but still it's a mother fucking laugh fest for me. teared quite alot due to hysterical fits of laughter. ok so met with skeen first coz she want to help me carry stuff. then went to meet pathma and shariffa and kohkiat to prepare the whole food thingy and clean the pit. &lt;strong&gt;OMG, it's soo dirty la. dumb shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fetch everyone else while shaorong started the fire.&lt;strong&gt; *which was super small i might add.&lt;/strong&gt; only when i came to the rescue can the chicken wings be cooked. &lt;em&gt;yes yes applause people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;yep, stood by the pit, SLAVED over the pit la, cooking for people&lt;/strong&gt;. wah sian i couldn;t even taste the hotdogs for a while then. luckily i managed to grab whatever was cooked then eat lor. wah damn nice la the chicken wings. shaorong marinate one mah.&lt;strong&gt; he toiled over it yesterday can, in an apron somemore. *too bad i din have a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they drank some alcoholic drink, bbq-ed marshmallows which was quite a turn off once shaorong&lt;strong&gt; decided to spit back the 9 marshmallows he fit into his mouth&lt;/strong&gt;. sheeshness, well one thing's for sure, his square jaw has some function. wah along the way, &lt;strong&gt;i laughed for like 15 minutes straight, shaorong was the biggest ass of the year for insulting agnes, accidentally&lt;/strong&gt; and camwhored lor. oh yes, the squids and the stingray were super hot la, plus there was no water. DIE. too hot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cleaning up, we played truth or dare at the playground nearby. quite fun la to bully the couples aka &lt;strong&gt;gabby&amp;praveen&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;xiaoting&amp;amp;qinrui&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. damn funny la. the questions were like super personal and disgusting when it came to shaorong and jing an respectively. oh well, played till 1030 and then we were off. wah damn tiring man. &lt;strong&gt;got another class outing again but dunno when la.&lt;em&gt; i want to camwhore again. (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway, these are some of the photos. too lazy to post all of them up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20263.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20301.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20305.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116378277105364327?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116378277105364327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116378277105364327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116378277105364327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116378277105364327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-just-got-back-from-class-bbq-at.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116313023291175218</id><published>2006-11-11T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:43:52.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, &lt;strong&gt;just watched flushed away yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;. it was the best animated movie ever man. it was super hilarious, witty and it contains all the literal jokes that i like so much. hmm so i had OP rehearsal in the morning with my group members in school. finally, &lt;strong&gt;my staying up late to EDIT the whole powerpoint paid off.&lt;/strong&gt; it was super nice. cannot wait to present next thursday. hmm then, got the shock of my life when jing an called me and ask me where am i. turns out the movie outing was at 1 and i was still in school at 1236. hmmm so me skeen and shariffa rushed to plaza singapura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on the way there, i was super tired. my head was bpbing up and down. i think the lady beside me was super pissed. coz from sitting beside me, she sat in front. haha, sorry. &lt;strong&gt;gahh was soo tired from waking up super early.&lt;/strong&gt;oh well, the three of us were the early souls at plaza sing. everyone else was late. after what seems to be ages, we all met and made our way to cathay house. &lt;strong&gt;*weird right, we could have watched it at GV. in the end, the reason why we met at ps, was because not alot of people know how to get to cathay house. -.-&lt;/strong&gt; hmm, along the way, me and shariffa were easily amused at the situation between the rest on wednesday morning. haha damn funny. shaorong overreacting, skeen being defensive, jing an was telling her story how that someone freaked out on her. &lt;strong&gt;haha canot take it la. too funny to be blogged. you needed to be there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached cathay, and by that time shaorong was pretty pissed, coz we were rushing for the mvie, and skeen gabby and jing an were still at the food counter. &lt;strong&gt;add on to the fact that we sat three rows from the screen&lt;/strong&gt;, for half of the movie, he was super black faced, ignoring jing an's popcorn and drink. hoho, damn scary. but luckily the movie was too freaking funny for him to stay angry. so yea, by the end of the movie, he was cheerful and back to his crappy self again. hang around plaza sing after that, took neoprints and then left. quite fun la today. yay i love my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm today got band. quite reluctant. &lt;strong&gt;anyway, to 06S04: BBQ on 18th november (saturday) at kohkiat's house? interested, please tag. oh and it's five bucks per head. i think. 0.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116313023291175218?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116313023291175218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116313023291175218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116313023291175218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116313023291175218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-just-watched-flushed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116282778666430871</id><published>2006-11-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:43:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah great, im down with flu and &lt;strong&gt;bernice is down with chicken pox. that means our oral presentation will be postponed until she recovers.&lt;/strong&gt; GREAT. just great. and i thought i could get it done and over with once and for all. oh well, on the bright side, we have a longer time to really prepare our OP. just need the final touch-ups here and there and i think we'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm went to an MOE dialogue session with the minister of state today. kinda like a group discussion on national education. quite an enriching experience. yeap, njc, jjc, hcjc, pjc, cjc and acjc. it was kinda fun to talk and voice out our opinions about what really matters and what is working and stuff. you know, what do you know of NE and how do you think we can improve it further? or do you think it is effective. shed some light on the current situation. really an eye opener. i was super nervous when i got there though. coz they were all talking and thus, my inferiority complex comes in. but as a whole, i thinkt he focus group went well la. we managed to sneak in our views on PW. haha. &lt;strong&gt;hey what do you expect, long hours in school doing research and OP. we are bound to be unhappy about it&lt;/strong&gt;. so might as well give the feedback to the minister. oh we also discuss about elitism. you know, like the top jcs and the lower ranking jcs and polytechnics. tried to think of a way to bridge the gap. but i dun think that would be effective. coz either way, that mentality of the top jcs being the best and the lower ranking jcs and polys not being good has been etched in almost every singaporean whether we like it or not. i dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone made me super angry over the weekends. i dunno la. the matter has been blown out of proportions. argh. &lt;strong&gt;i seriously dunno what to do. ohh and i cannot stand my nose. mucus has been dripping fro the very first word i typed in this entry. stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116282778666430871?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116282778666430871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116282778666430871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116282778666430871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116282778666430871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/11/ah-great-im-down-with-flu-and-bernice.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116247658577050824</id><published>2006-11-03T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:09:45.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so yesterday went out &lt;strong&gt;hari raya-ing with the malay people in pioneer junior college&lt;/strong&gt;. i was already quite fed up in the morning already and when i wanted to come out, it started to rain. gee, what a way huh. so yea took a cab and picked up skeen (in her green super shiny baju kurung) and eva ( in her purple one and white open toed shoes) ok so made our way to cck, when &lt;strong&gt;we were super ultra late to meet up with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was okla. &lt;strong&gt;crapped, laughed, ate, camwhored. you know the usual thing&lt;/strong&gt;. i kept hanging out with skeen and eva. haha. so it was like from 430 and we went hari raya till late like 11++. last stop was redzuan's house. alright la, though it wasn't the kind of fun i usually had with the bpians, since im in a new environment, must try to adapt mah. kinda thought the outing gonna be exciting, hanging out with all the different people. &lt;strong&gt;but can see the cliques so i might as well stayed in mine. so yea that's about it.&lt;/strong&gt; im like super lazy to post a lot of pictures tho. just the main ones i guess. gonna study for my malay. just gonna read up on peribahasa and that's it i think. sighhh, malay and pw. thank god, both of which are gonna be over soon.&lt;strong&gt; i better post these pictures up before prison break. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20078.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20095.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20100.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116247658577050824?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116247658577050824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116247658577050824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116247658577050824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116247658577050824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-so-yesterday-went-out-hari-raya-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116221895345643007</id><published>2006-10-31T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:38:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;today was of mixed emotions.&lt;/strong&gt; ahh screw the result slips. ok so me and skeen were late for a minute or so, and our dear madam ang totally went berserk. i mean, just a little late and she decide to cook up a storm. like seriously. i mean it's not fair to those who were a little late. oh well, bad mood from the start already. results slips collection, i was quite happy with the results i got la. finally my work hard paid off. &lt;strong&gt;quite disappointed for bio but hell, that's what i've been saying since three posts ago.&lt;/strong&gt; but 7 people are pending for either retaining or considering other options. gahhh almost all of them are my close friends. what the hell. gonna miss them so much. seriously. was super sad for kohkiat. god, he worked damn hard. urgh. but i just dunno how to comfort them though. not good at that kinda stuff. oh well, whatever the results all the best yea. im sur ei will support and try to help you all along the way.&lt;strong&gt;GOD you dunno how much i will miss all of you. SERIOUSLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that got OP rehearsals with madam ang. same old thing la. becoming boring and stuff. but madam ang is like &lt;strong&gt;"forcing"&lt;/strong&gt; us to stay back to work on OP almost everyday now la. i &lt;strong&gt;mean, she GUILT us into staying back to do OP that kinda thing.&lt;/strong&gt; haha but the thing is, we never listen to her. so 8 of us went to westmall to eat kfc. again. haha our favourite food joint mah. what can i say. basically, spent time to eat and laugh together. you know, to liven up the mood a litle bit. tomorrow gonna watch movie as a class. &lt;strong&gt;i so want to watch prestige/deathnote/flushed away/covenant/grudge 2&lt;/strong&gt;. haha so many movies. between OP rehearsals, and hari raya visiting, i dun think got time to watch movies lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait i think im sounding a little too much like a bimbo. okok. i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oko i think i should research on things to talk about for the dialogue session with the minister of state at MOE headquarters this week. &lt;strong&gt;hmm. i must sound CLEVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116221895345643007?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116221895345643007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116221895345643007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116221895345643007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116221895345643007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-of-mixed-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116196419669191806</id><published>2006-10-28T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T11:34:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from eating at seoul garden at causeway point. yum yum my first time lei. seriously.&lt;strong&gt; *ok you may stop laughing now&lt;/strong&gt;. yup. hmm so set out at 240pm to my bus stop. was supposed to meet skeen and shaorong somewhere, but i was super late. haha i went upstairs to change my shoes to my havaianas. &lt;strong&gt;well i said i was sorry la.&lt;/strong&gt; ok hmm. since i was a seoul garden virgin, i was soo amazed at the whole array of food and how the whole thing operates. yes i know, i sound like the jap students. anyway, took loads of food back and started cooking. &lt;strong&gt;*two things: ONE:&lt;/strong&gt; we shouldn't spam the hotplate with food coz oil will start to splatter onto me. &lt;strong&gt;TWO:&lt;/strong&gt; the girls are worse than us when it comes to cooking. muahahaha. skeen, khalilah and gabriel were like total fools, burning all the food until they turn black and hard. seriously. potential housewives? i dun think so. haha even their soup was dry in the end coz left alone for too long. their noodles became crispy and their hotplate was black, laden with carcinogenic carbon in seconds. haha it was hilarious la looking at them grill. &lt;strong&gt;see evidence, EVIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;see, i told you the girls cannot grill for nuts. everything that they placed on the hot plate was burnt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaorong on the other hand was being a complete uncle. he practically stock up on cockles, boiled them and ate the whole tray of them by himself. making the "ahhs" after every cockle he managed to open and suck. like for the whole entire year, he was stocking his stomach with cockles.&lt;strong&gt; a bit pathetic, i must say. again, hilarious&lt;/strong&gt;. i mean in the end, &lt;strong&gt;the plate had a huge HEAP of cockle shells, courtesy of zhang shaorong&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just noticed. most of the pictures i have of shaorong, he's always eating. the previous post also got him eating. what the hell, he's such a pig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that's the plate with the empty cockle shells. in the end, khalilah also joined him and ate alot of it too. haha i kinda agree with gabriel. she said &lt;em&gt;"boil and peel so hard, and the meat is soo little!!"&lt;/em&gt; haha so true. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun la. bitching, joking, camwhoring. just the six of us. haha. enjoying each other's company and stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kohkiat was constantly standing up and taking food for the table. hardly saw him eating anything. but he said he did though. hmmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha gabriel was surprisingly early. she had some tamil remedial in school before that. haha poor babe. early in the morning has to see maanekham. hees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the glam queen herself. haha shaorong confused the outfit with baju kurung. aiyah to him, whatever the girl wear with tudong, confirm baju kurung already. he's such an idiot. haha but i kinda agree with him that skeen was overdressed. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone commented on my tshirt today. what can i say, it's cute and nice. &lt;strong&gt;*skeen must be smiling broadly NOW&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. and that was it. i feel fat now la. ate alot of stuffs. i must go exercise (: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20074.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and that's it. we were super happy and bloated. uber fun la. what i dun get is that, why skeen and kohkiat had to show seoul garden food in the picture. like spokesperson kinda thing. &lt;strong&gt;oh well, monday got OP and result slips distribution. think gonna watch deathnote la. hopefully. been dying to see it. *no pun intended?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116196419669191806?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116196419669191806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116196419669191806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116196419669191806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116196419669191806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-got-back-from-eating-at-seoul.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116188372734214092</id><published>2006-10-27T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:28:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm so a whole week has passed. i have tons of pics to post up. tuesday was hari raya. so i wun be putting up pictures on that. coz hari raya photos are always embarrassing. hees. so yea. went around, collect money, eat and basically crapped with my cousins la. oh yes, managed to play with little kids. that's a plus. was super sleepy after that. came home around 2am and i still have freaking school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was the japanese exchange programme from kainan high school. since the band is basically running the whole fest, i was running around here and there trying to get things done, together with the rest of the band members. backstage crew issin a very glam job too. URGH. oh well, anyway, those kainan people are uber hip and cool man. fashion sense, the way they behave. haha the whole package. got cute girls and guys as well. what the hell la, the girls and the guys each have their own significant looks respectively for each of them. it's just weird. the guys with the long spiked hair, the girls with the super long fringes. &lt;strong&gt;the performances they put up was super funny, especially the farm dance. o.O&lt;/strong&gt; after that, brought them around school. i was the tour guide but i doubt they understood a word i said. but who cares, at least im the centre of attraction. muahahaha. then, we brought them out lor. me yaolun, aidil, kat, christine, shi lei and some other band members brought them to marina square to eat and stuff. quite fun la. have to buy them standard ticket and stuff. though got language barrier, it's ok when communicating with them. just have to talk very slow with sign language. they damn funny, &lt;strong&gt;fascinated by the littlest things, like the lrt window being white at some points. haha. their o.O faces&lt;/strong&gt;. though it was raining, we managed to get to their hotel in time and still had time to camwhored. wahahahaha. my favourite hobby mans. =) take pictures with the peace sign all over the place. hees. &lt;strong&gt;so fun. gonna miss them man. all the masatoshi, masanobu and masaki ( my groupmates.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay la, i too lazy to put captions. the ones in black are the good looking band members. those in outside clothes and the cooler jap students. =) there are other pictures, but im just too tired and lazy. for my viewing pleasure only. muahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. still had to go to school the next day la. damn tired already coz got oral presentation rehearsal. last day of school somemore. never mind bah. just wanted to hang out as a class before it's too late. &lt;strong&gt;camwhored alot too. =)&lt;/strong&gt; O6SO4 rocks my colourful and cool toe socks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/Picture%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okla that's it. very lazy to post anymore. haha. it's one am now. thank god tomorrow no school. i'll miss you SO4 =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116188372734214092?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116188372734214092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116188372734214092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116188372734214092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116188372734214092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm-so-whole-week-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116161211740513613</id><published>2006-10-23T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:01:57.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun get why people kept telling me not to be scared. i think it was just my nature to be super jittery about these kinda things. seriously. i was kinda shivering during assembly, much less for the rest of the day. so yea. promos results were a bit unexpected really. was banking on BIO but bio was my disappointment. oh well, still manage to scrape through a pass. during maths and chem. it kinda hit me real hard for some reason. &lt;strong&gt;promos was the real deal.&lt;/strong&gt; agnes was crying. xiao ting was crying. yam wenn was crying. say was crying. felt sad for them, seriously. ah shucks. i dunno how to comfort them actually. the thing about it is that, koh kiat was kinda cool about it. i know deep down he was sad, but if he really was, he actually put up a brave front about it. gonna miss you la dude. seriously. &lt;strong&gt;so overall an ABBBCE grade for all of my papers&lt;/strong&gt;. i see an improvement i guess. more Bs this time round than mid years. if i get promoted, &lt;strong&gt;im soo gonna revise all my foundations during the holidays no matter what. and skeen is going to help me with that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bugis and arab street after that. was not really in the mood for hari raya, but i just wanted to shop. before that, we were kinda happily playing cards in the canteen. i guess, we all accepted the fact that somehow we wun be together as a class anymore. . &lt;strong&gt;hmm, making the most out of the times spent together i guess. oh well. what ever it is, we'll still be friends yea &lt;/strong&gt;managed to get tshirts, with the help of eva and skeen. haha. oh and then went queensway to get the polo band tees. damn. tomorrow hari raya..the next day got school (japanese excahnge programme) sighhh. seriously, i lost the mood to celebrate this year. &lt;strong&gt;wonder why..*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and this issin sarcasm. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah shucks. schumacher din win. liverpool was a total flop. and i nearly woke up late today.&lt;strong&gt; the day didn'treally go so well. BOO. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116161211740513613?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116161211740513613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116161211740513613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116161211740513613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116161211740513613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dun-get-why-people-kept-telling-me.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116149375756022610</id><published>2006-10-23T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T14:29:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so it's the weekends. and i know i haven;t updated since my birthday. my computer kept giving me problems so i was lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was pioneer amplified. pjc's open house. quite a disaster actually. so it was quite rushed, setting the band booth up. run here and there, carrying stuffs down. but overall, i think the band booth was seriously super nice. hehes. outdid myself.&lt;strong&gt; *big UPS to the public relations crew. we sooo totally rocked.&lt;/strong&gt; ok so, &lt;em&gt;mass&amp;fun-danced&lt;/em&gt; with the band members at teh parade square like a &lt;strong&gt;total doofus&lt;/strong&gt;. my pants were about to slip off but i gripped it like nobody's business. hmm, then me jiayi and faizah kinda toured around the school and see all the booths. &lt;strong&gt;the ODAC booth was cool though.&lt;/strong&gt; then went to see the performances. wah, that one ah cannot say. &lt;strong&gt;the whole sound system sucked to the core&lt;/strong&gt;. cannot hear the emcees, cannot hear the songs and stuff. so it was quite a disappointment, really. the dancers were ok. super messy but still ok. &lt;strong&gt;khairul and faizah's performance was the best! props to them for singing a chinese song so well&lt;/strong&gt;. and that's about it. nothing much to say la. ooh, saw loads of bp juniors. haha, see my persuasion skills so good right. brought them around school even if i wasn't the tour ambassador. hmm after open house went to break fast with the whole lot at mac. &lt;strong&gt;ate and camwhored&lt;/strong&gt; but then, &lt;strong&gt;haashira lost her adidas school bag.&lt;/strong&gt; a bit weird right, somebody stole schoolbag. sheeshness. searched high and low for it and decided to report to the information counter and went home. the whole incident was just weird. ooh,&lt;em&gt; i lost my bag in school. but i managed to recover it.&lt;/em&gt; haha. it was in the canteen all the time. &lt;strong&gt;AIMAN AIMAN, you're such a dork.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha the band booth. see nice right, got pink, black. instruments (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiayi faizah and me. camwhoring as usual.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us breaking fast at mac. khairul anwar was taking the picture.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haashira, shariffa, khalilah and sakinah. notice everyone was smiling? that's coz they haven;t found out that the bag was stolen yet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me! dun i look cute with those devil horns? hehex. managed to stole it from the arts society. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urm, i din take this. skeen is gross. 'nuff said. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; EVA. haha acting cute. urgh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/pioneer%20amplified%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH NO! the ultimate camwhore man. i have like tons of his picture in my camera. AHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, alonso VS &lt;strong&gt;schumacher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, man u vs &lt;strong&gt;liverpool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, &lt;strong&gt;PROMOS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAMN SHIT.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116149375756022610?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116149375756022610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116149375756022610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116149375756022610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116149375756022610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-so-its-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116101665899129742</id><published>2006-10-17T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:50:44.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks guys, &lt;strong&gt;for all the messages, cards, presents, wishes. etc&lt;/strong&gt;. haha really made my day. kinda wanted a super average day. never failed to embarrass me in college la. had super fun camwhoring in class, without the econs lessons. ahh 06S04. gonna miss them all. wish that everyone be promoted yea. *crosses fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biology really scared me today&lt;/strong&gt;. miss ng said we did not perform our best, so did miss leong. she even said she was disappointed with some of us. got me really worried. oh well, what's done is done. just gonna be praying hard and be hopeful a week from now. haha &lt;strong&gt;special mentions to my secondary school friends. had a blast breaking fast with them today. long time no see, that's why very fun la&lt;/strong&gt;. miss the intelligent crap we aways have. hahaha. must do some other time again ok? nas, dun complain to your mommy that i never "take care" of you ok? i did send you home after all. im sooo sweet, i know. =) haha, &lt;strong&gt;oooh and thanks gabby and an-an for the crown.&lt;/strong&gt; though it looks dorky, but it's cute in a disgusting kind of wayyy. haha. only the both of you would thought of that. hehes. &lt;strong&gt;and khal! thanks for the 17 items.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched grey's anatomy just now. teared abit la coz the final scene damn sad. &lt;strong&gt;season finale liao le. so now 11 o clock NO GREY'S ANATOMY. BOO. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/birthday%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the only four boys in the class (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/birthday%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm and here is half of the class? managed to squeeze in right before the timer went off (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urghhh..i cannot post anymore pictures..bloody blogger.com SHEESHNESS. will upload some other time soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;skeen, be glad blogger prevented me from posting up your awful picture..(: *evil grin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116101665899129742?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116101665899129742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116101665899129742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116101665899129742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116101665899129742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks-guys-for-all-messages-cards.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116074552254300463</id><published>2006-10-13T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:18:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a hectic week so far. four birthdays, two seminars, one helluva meeting and a rehearsal. gahhh. so dumb la. just a week after promos and im bummed out with all these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out the japanese cultural exchange programme is solely organised by the band. so everything has to run through us now. that means, people participating, groupings, money, rehearsals. gah so much things to do. there's &lt;strong&gt;still open house to think about, banners, booklets, booth..urghhh.&lt;/strong&gt; but the seminars were enlightening. gave an insight on the careers and courses and stuffs. hmmm, what else, what else. Oh i got acepted in the SGH work shadowing thing. i think.&lt;strong&gt; all thanks to mrs yeo.&lt;/strong&gt; but i wanted the underwater world one. hmm maybe can negotiate. but im happy with what i got. thanks mdm ang and mrs yeo. &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last official day for the jtwos. haha the farewell assembly was fun, teachrs dancing spastically on chairs, the vice principal singing..haha the school has gone bonkers. &lt;strong&gt;especially with the helium-filled balloons that now filled the ceiling of the hall. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mweheh.&lt;/em&gt; gonna miss zoey guan zhong and all the jtwo band members. and all jeff and badriah and loads more. haha. good luck for your A levels aight? =) you can do it. today was the last day of OGL/SLO form submission. too bad band members cannot become one coz of the hectic schedule the next year ( &lt;strong&gt;band syf, band concert..blah blah blah&lt;/strong&gt;). damn i soo wanted to be a facilitator for pre-U sem. &lt;strong&gt;sighhhhhh =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116074552254300463?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116074552254300463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116074552254300463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116074552254300463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116074552254300463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-has-been-hectic-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116040237729515664</id><published>2006-10-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:01:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm better make this fast, my shows are coming up on channel five. hmm so today we had our enrichment day. it was about like social etiquette and persoanl grooming. quite enlightening i should say. it teaches you what to do and what not to do and stuff. &lt;strong&gt;keep your market value, and present yourself well.&lt;/strong&gt; totally learned new stuffs. =) good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that played UNo for a while before heading off to unity to sell pioneer junior college again. instead of the whole hall being filled, it was just a room and it's actually worse la. coz they are much closer to you now than before. haha had the jitters again. and they were rowdy too. god knows why.&lt;strong&gt; this promoting stuff has better be on our testimonials or osmething man. we are doing pioneer some good&lt;/strong&gt;. hees. tomorrow have to be at clementi mrt station at 7! to go nan hua high. here comes the two pigtails school. haha. &lt;strong&gt;seven, god damn it.&lt;/strong&gt; that means i wun be meeting skeen. awwww she'll probably miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okla i'm off. oh yea, i just watched my very first korean series haha. princess hours. i think it's funny. &lt;strong&gt;oh and my sister cannot stop gushing over the two princes. SHEESHNESS&lt;/strong&gt;. i think the girl is cute. but she;s super pouty which i cannot stand. but i suppose that's part of her character. DUH. o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116040237729515664?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116040237729515664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116040237729515664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116040237729515664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116040237729515664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm-better-make-this-fast-my-shows-are.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116020900793132187</id><published>2006-10-07T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:16:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at twelve. my earliest so far. which was good, coz i have alot of things to do. so bathed and watched tv for a while and then finally decided to sit down and do my &lt;strong&gt;insights&amp;reflections&lt;/strong&gt; for project work. sighhh, now that promos is over. the timetable is like intensive malay and pw la. &lt;strong&gt;4 hours of pw a week. i can just die. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my i&amp;r in two hours. quite a feat i guess. i have no idea what to write. &lt;strong&gt;i kinda forgot what my project was about since i haven't touched it for like a month plus.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. oh well, now that it's done. i better go study for my religious class exams. &lt;strong&gt;oh bother.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today to a super unclear sky. heard the psi was like 130 or something. &lt;strong&gt;quite high. boo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116020900793132187?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116020900793132187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116020900793132187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116020900793132187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116020900793132187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/woke-up-at-twelve.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-116015009831484444</id><published>2006-10-07T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:58:45.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god, &lt;strong&gt;the singapore haze is killing me&lt;/strong&gt;, and i dun even have asthma. i thought it was bad in the morning but lat rin the evening it was worse la. you could really see the fog/mist/smoke/haze. whatever you call it. seriously. it's super bad. wear oxygen masks people. i doubt the haze is gonna be gone in the next few days. &lt;strong&gt;booooo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school today for the interhouse games. oh bugger. had to participate in that damned ultimate frisbee for keller. so yea, was nearly late for school tho. had to run to the gate before they close it. and then, changed with shaorong coz we both had to play ultimate frisbee. well, we lost,obviously. to byron. but we got it done and over with. haha. &lt;strong&gt;it was physically demanding la i should say.&lt;/strong&gt; i mean running around, while you're fasting. did end in a draw for the first round, but i think we lost momentum for the second so that's why we lost. oh well. so thinking there weren't anymore rounds left, me and shaorong changed. only to find out later (when we smelled nice) that there was another round. GAH. din participate. &lt;strong&gt;so me, sr, kohkiat, skeen, jingan, sha nd wenxiang borrowed UNO stacko and Game of life from the sanctuary to play&lt;/strong&gt;. it was quite fun la. i mean, playing. game of life was interesting. in the end skeen was the ultimate loser coz she forgot to collect her pay day. =) but the thing, the fun times started when we played UNO stacko la. lost twice. one was by PURE accident but noone believed me. there was this time when the &lt;strong&gt;draw twos kept being picked so khalilah and gabriel had to draw 6 tiles aand shaorong had to draw 8 tiles and actually be successful&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. pure talent i think. it was noisy with the tiles crashing down, skeen's screams, khalilah's BIG laughter but it was all in the name of good fun. yup, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to westmall to watch you me and dupree with the same people. haha. this time the class outing was better la. i mean the last time had 5 people who turned up. this time got 8. YAY 3 more! the movie was funny, btu not that great as i expected. a few really hilarious scenes but they were almost forgettable.&lt;strong&gt; i still prefer little miss sunshine. =)&lt;/strong&gt; but damn cool la, we were like "eewing" and "LOL-ing" at the same time and stuff. see, class bonding before the release of promos results. haha not to sound very pessimistic and stuff, but i dun think the whole class will get promoted. gonna miss them all, seriously. &lt;strong&gt;that's why i must treasure every moment bah. so class chalet how? people? ANSWER ME OK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps: happy birthday felicia.&lt;/strong&gt; hope you like the card and the present. =) i wanted to give HIM as your present but he was too big for me to wrap in cellophane paper. i wonder if HE got wish you and give you present or not. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-116015009831484444?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/116015009831484444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=116015009831484444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116015009831484444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/116015009831484444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/god-singapore-haze-is-killing-me-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115996439490842669</id><published>2006-10-04T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:28:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from town. met up with melody nadia and sahira again. god i miss them. hoho, so watched the movie "little miss sunshine" OMG it was the BEST movie i have ever watched in months. we all thought so too. god where do i begin? the movie was littered with &lt;strong&gt;fucks &lt;/strong&gt;but still it was great. it was funny, touching, sad dirty, raunchy. you name it, they got it. haha. &lt;strong&gt;there's the gay suicidal uncle, the irritating motivation speaker dad, the funny heroin-addicted grandfather, the son who took a vow of silence for 9 months only to break it later in the show and the ever cute daughter who aspires to become a pageant queen with a showstopping talent number to the song of some stripper song&lt;/strong&gt;. ahhhh hilarious. especially when they had to push the car EVERYTIME they want to start on their journey, only to have each of the family member running and jumping into it. i wanna watch it again. seriously, &lt;strong&gt;it's a cool show. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw ALOT of pioneers on the streets of orchard today. s11 people, jasmine (arts) jasmine and wenqi from s21, some jtwos. michael. kuang jing an..and lotss lots more. think it's the &lt;strong&gt;"we-have-finished-promos-so-we-decided-to-go-orchard-for-pioneers-day"&lt;/strong&gt; haha. i want that camwhore shirt from heerens. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole time, me and nadia kept singing &lt;strong&gt;zayra's 8675309/jenny&lt;/strong&gt; song and &lt;strong&gt;dilana's psycho killer&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm we really turning mad. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, &lt;strong&gt;happy birthday jin jiang.&lt;/strong&gt; october has like alot of birthdays la..have to save up money to buy present for them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;quote of the day: where's olive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115996439490842669?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115996439490842669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115996439490842669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115996439490842669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115996439490842669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-came-back-from-town.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115988173535764798</id><published>2006-10-03T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:22:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you to the millionth degree to &lt;strong&gt;my dearest ryanross-loving sahira&lt;/strong&gt; for making my blog layout till 230 am yesterday. i mean today. really love the skin. haha. i accompanied you throughout. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library today with eva and skeen. yea i know, after promos and the next thing we did was library? total goners. but we read books and comics la. so think it was ok. saw some of the pj people there. mugging for physics. poor thing la. read for a couple of hours, borrowed books and then went to imm to walk around. andwalked around we did. so boring la. before long, we went home. sighhh, it's our first day after promos and i'm at a loss at what to do at home. sleeping can only occupy half of my time. haha. &lt;strong&gt;oh well, at least tomorrow i'm going out. cannot wait for the movie outing (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115988173535764798?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115988173535764798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115988173535764798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115988173535764798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115988173535764798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-you-to-millionth-degree-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115979750373353509</id><published>2006-10-02T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:58:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so today was the last day of promos for me. yup yup. freedom at last. back to sleeping in and all those nonsensical stuffs that i always do.  &lt;strong&gt;yes! econs in the morning. think it was quite ok. hoping for a pass at least.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio later in the afternoon. NOT a good time by the way. the hall was hot and stuffy and i practically slept when doing the mcq question. luckily paper 2 kept me awake coz need to write ALOT. and by a lot i mean, REALLY a lot until &lt;strong&gt;my hand cramped, my fingers were red and there's a bulge on my fourth right finger. &lt;/strong&gt; could answer everything ok-ly. except for all the bacteria questions. totally screwed for those questions but who cares. at least it's finally over. went to westmall with skeen, kohkiat and shaorong..again. yea i know but they damn cool to hang out with la. had super crapping session at kfc &lt;strong&gt;( yea i know, what the hell am i doing at kfc when i'm fasting? )&lt;/strong&gt; talked about everything, possible upcoming class outings &lt;strong&gt;*rolls eyes&lt;/strong&gt; and chalet &lt;strong&gt;*double rolls eyes.&lt;/strong&gt; walked around, window shopped, trying to find the perfect present for our dear skinny felicia &lt;strong&gt;but no fishbones on sale&lt;/strong&gt;. think we just get her a &lt;strong&gt;tray laden with food. =)&lt;/strong&gt; see we are soo thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went back, just in time to break fast. and that's it really. &lt;strong&gt;had stitches while watching "so you think you can dance"&lt;/strong&gt; OMG, those guys are simply delusional la. to think they have what it takes to dance. haha even funnier than american idol.  super entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm that's it. dun have to coem to school for a whole entire week. &lt;strong&gt;i love my new red specs. oh and the class tshirt as well. haha thanks to me, the class tshirt design is nice ok =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115979750373353509?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115979750373353509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115979750373353509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115979750373353509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115979750373353509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-so-today-was-last-day-of-promos-for.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115961952126884741</id><published>2006-09-30T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:32:01.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from school. been mugging the whole day. biology especially. omg, the notes so wordy la. i had to summarised and write my own notes so that it'll be easier to comprehend and memorise the next time. reached school at 1130 or something. coz skeen was like super late by 40 minutes. &lt;strong&gt;so yea but managed to revise through market imperfections/market power at the bus stop. haha everyone was looking at me as though i didn't have a place to study. a homeless boy. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started my revision the moment we reached school. didn't have time to waste. biology need alot to do. especially genetics of virus and bacteria. &lt;strong&gt;omg killer topics.&lt;/strong&gt; thought of saving virus and bacteria till tomorrow. so i kinda revised the mid year topics and dna replication/ structure and protein synthesis. think i'm confident for dna topic. nothing exciting. so yea. think it was productive la. so tomorrow just read through to refresh my memory and just study externality. must pass econs. all i need is a pass to get an overall pass for econs. bio too. so think i'm safe. i don't like school on saturdays. &lt;strong&gt;utterly quiet. too quiet for my liking.&lt;/strong&gt; everyone was very serious in their mugging sessions. cannot wait for bio paper to be over. &lt;strong&gt;freedom and happiness at last. well at least until 23 october. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooked on AAR's "&lt;strong&gt;It Ends Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;", Evanescence's " &lt;strong&gt;Call me When You're Sober&lt;/strong&gt;", A7X "&lt;strong&gt;Bat Country&lt;/strong&gt;" and AFI's "&lt;strong&gt;Miss Murder&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;what's with me and rock? o.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115961952126884741?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115961952126884741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115961952126884741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115961952126884741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115961952126884741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-got-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115951090090212982</id><published>2006-09-29T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T14:21:40.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths was a &lt;strong&gt;mother-effing killer&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry was ok.&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired. &lt;strong&gt;two days totally sleep-deprived. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go school tomorow to study econs and biology. i have no idea where the hell is my virus notes. gah.&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep. =) conserve energy. fasting and promos. &lt;strong&gt;NOT A GOOD COMBINATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115951090090212982?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115951090090212982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115951090090212982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115951090090212982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115951090090212982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/09/maths-was-mother-effing-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115833554459124586</id><published>2006-09-15T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:52:24.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so the whole week has been super hectic for me. &lt;strong&gt;it has been constant revision day and night.&lt;/strong&gt; yeap, kinda getting stale actally the routine. but what to do, promos is 9 more days away. rushing for revision for chemistry actually. turned out i'm still quite shitty in the mechanisms and reactions. &lt;strong&gt;BOO! ): *&lt;em&gt;aiman you better work harddd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something funny happened today. i think it was either econs that was driving us crazy or was it the rain but anyway, felicia and i decided to play a prank on shaorong. so i kinda distracted him to get his attention away from felicia. meanwhile felicia was pretending to write a particular someone's name at the back of his shirt with a permanent marker. after he saw what feli did, &lt;strong&gt;he totally became so stupid and believed every word we said.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. you should have seen him trying to twirl around to see the back of his shirt. he actually suggested to strip to see whether it was true. priceless la. after econs, the whole journey to the concourse was like "eh dun be a mother---- la, tell me got or not?" which was getting super irritating by the way but funny at the same time. then shaorong decided to ask kohkiat to take a picture of the word at the back. hoho at this point, i knew the prank was over la. &lt;strong&gt;but thanks to me being a genius&lt;/strong&gt;, i decided to take out a piece of paper and write the name down so that kohkiat could took a picture and show it to him. and guess what HE totally fell for it. omg, he's suck a dumbass la. even i'm not THAT stupid. the funniest thing was that, he went to check it out in te toilet. &lt;strong&gt;and judging from the long time he took to come back, we guessed he actually stripped to see whether the word was there. sighh. so idiotic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i bet you wouldn't find it funny. bah. went to westmall in the rain to eat lunch&lt;em&gt;.-*somehow during and after econs, it always rains-  &lt;/em&gt;anyway&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;it's always the three of us. ate, shopped and went home. &lt;strong&gt;ooh wait, i just realised i've been signed up for ultimate frisbee for the interhouse games after promos. WTF?&lt;/strong&gt; nobody told me anything and suddenly i'm in a team? sigh. ok no doubt frisbee is nice. but it's just not ME to participate in games.  bah. you wouldn't see me anything soon ok. gotta study. *&lt;strong&gt;makes sad pouty face. oh gosh aiman. o.O  &lt;/strong&gt;and the wound near my elbow is getting redder and redder. and it's all thanks to rock climbing&lt;strong&gt;. haha but it's fun :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115833554459124586?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115833554459124586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115833554459124586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115833554459124586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115833554459124586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-so-whole-week-has-been-super-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115771845595608867</id><published>2006-09-08T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T20:31:47.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah. today was super bad. ok so i slept at 3 am yesterday..well technically today. oh whatever la. stayed up practically all night doing that freaking oral presenation and written report. hoho. i was given the task to compile everything and make everything sound coherent, contents page la, appendices. &lt;strong&gt;gah all the sai kang work. bahhh. ok so never mind l&lt;/strong&gt;a. completed everything and i was like. &lt;strong&gt;damn happy. like serioiusly. DAMN proud of myself. cannot stop smiling la. all my work. wahhhh. &lt;/strong&gt;ok but then i realised chem starts in like what 5 hours. so i slept..and woke up at 7.-.- grr super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was another thing. i realised that i wasn't very sure of hydroxy compounds. all i tot was correct, turned out to be incorrect. hmm must start revising chem. coz got test coming up and somemore promos. throughout chem lecture, i was like bobbing up and down coz i seriously cannot take it. damn sleepy. die! still got bio tutorial after that. hoho. but bio quite ok la. understood what she said and i kinda knew those topics that she went through. but the thing about bio is that, you can understand and memorise, but you have a hard time applying that. WAIT, that is so econs. speaking of which, i know i'm gonna fail my econs test. must start econs revision too. gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my maths holiday assignment later. &lt;strong&gt;gonna watch ghost whisperer while doing&lt;/strong&gt;. hopefully can finish by 2 or 3 am la. then can sleep in late and wake up at 3 pm the next day=) hey it's the weekends. ok i'm off, someone keep humming the&lt;strong&gt; tokyo drift sound track&lt;/strong&gt; where i was sitting. and &lt;strong&gt;now the freaking song is stuck in my head. it's a cool song though. -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps: storm is out from rockstar:supernova. BIG UPSET! oh and i think i'm sick. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115771845595608867?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115771845595608867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115771845595608867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115771845595608867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115771845595608867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/09/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115704273298656663</id><published>2006-09-01T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:17:30.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so teachers' day din start off well for me. i was sleepy, tired, carrying a big plastic bag and to make matters worst, &lt;strong&gt;it was raining damn heavily&lt;/strong&gt;. was walking super fast not to get super wet, but it was inevitable la. only when i reached the covered walkway in front of teck whe primary school, jiamin came up to me with umbrella. like wtf? thanks ah. then we btoh walk in, at the foyer, only then the councillors came out with umbrellas. wow.&lt;strong&gt; ultra efficient aren't they. THE BEST la. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course, the aces day was cancelled. poor mr yaw, and after all that hard work as well. so proceeded with the concert la. quite ok i guess. &lt;strong&gt;the dancers were super hot. ikhsan was the king of all lameness, mr ariffin was one helluva crazy teacher and sze xin and joanna totally make a good couple.&lt;/strong&gt; only that that sze xin din turn on his freaking mike when he got on stage. -.-? ah well, at least his voice was good. DUH it has to since he is the president of choir. after the concert, gave mdm ang her present and al the other teachers theirs. quite hectic la but in the end it all turned out well i suposed. ate chocolate cake &lt;strong&gt;(which i baked it myself. quite delicious actually wahahahaha.=)) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed eating the freaking cake, left 06S04 and went to concourse to meet up with the rest of the bpians.&lt;strong&gt; one whole big group just waiting for me. damn paiseh la. so the 20 odd people walked in the rain and made out way to bpghs.&lt;/strong&gt; gosh how i miss that freaking school. it was soo nice to crash their teacher's day. eating their food, meeting up with friends and teachers. gosh, miss tay really slimmed down quite alot. looking as chio as ever. too bad mr chin wasn't there. how badly i wanted to see him. mr lim still recognised me. that crappy lame man with his baggy shirts never fail to amuse me. AHHH damn hyper. so went up to my old classroom and camwhored and crapped there. gosh i love that place. tho it's 4M1 but i always hang out there. kinda like permanent residence kinda thing. we were very comfortable joking around and catching up. man, totally miss them can. &lt;strong&gt;gah. i mean come on, let's admit it. the only reason why we came back was not becoz of the teachers solely, it was becoz of our friends. and teacher's day was the perfect excuse to meet up without any organisations involved. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bpp after that to chill at starbucks. and we mean chill. it was soo freaking cold la. laughed and crapped somemore. i mean that's what we normally do. sighh, but sadly after one hour, it was time to go la. so made our way back home in the rain. &lt;strong&gt;seriously i think that was the best time i had, meeting up with my bestest bestest friends and classmates, photowhoring, java-chipping, lol-ing and other stuffs.&lt;/strong&gt; can't wait for the holidays. must at least have one outing together ok guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr chiam ah. god, he's still as insane as before. so childish this guy. i wonder how i passed my physics with him teaching me=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for some reason. there were smileys all around the schoo. so naturally, i took a picture with one of them cute things. haha.=)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERIC GAN LIANG AN!!! haha the prom king himself. waahahahaha=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my malay teacher. gah i miss her so much la. so sweet la she.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sooo, someone superglued us to the whiteboard. and that's it. we were stuck. =P&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;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is sahira. always acting cute. aiyaiyai=) please grow up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samara lovers/paul twohill wannabes=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the guys gaying around. cool shot right? haha the power of the camera =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look the wnidows have gone misty. you know why? coz it was rianing outside and me being the superhottie was hot inside. so CONDENSATION!=) okok bhb. oh well i was kidding. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1561/503/320/teachers%27%20day%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok and that's us at starbucks.=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok so there are many other pictures. but i'm just damn lazy to upload all here la. gonna upload all of them on the album soon. but not now. i'm just tired. OH and ryan just got kicked out of rockstar supernova. gah storm is still in=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115704273298656663?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115704273298656663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115704273298656663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115704273298656663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115704273298656663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-so-teachers-day-din-start-off-well.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115668876493968750</id><published>2006-08-27T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:26:26.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so yesterday was utter crap. &lt;strong&gt;i had to wake up damn early on a god damn saturday for the god damn malay mock exam.&lt;/strong&gt; gah woke up like 6 hours earlier than before on any saturday. gah. came to school all &lt;strong&gt;groggy and droopy&lt;/strong&gt;. couldn't think at all la. struggled through my alay essay coz i almost forget every malay word there is on the planet. kept thinking of the translation from english to malay. gahh, they shouldn;t have made it on a saturday =( now i confirm wun get a good grade for the mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after malay, went to lot one to eat. saw quite alot of pioneers. erm DUH actually. ate, talked and then went to queensway to go make class tshirt. went there, saw TONS of people i knew. &lt;strong&gt;there was fauziah and weilin, the 06S10 guys, my bp juniors.&lt;/strong&gt; i mean everywhere i go, sure to bump into eiter one of them at queensway. went to the shop, &lt;strong&gt;i saw somemore pioneers, the polo house exco and S20 people. &lt;/strong&gt;gah. all making class tshirts. so decided to like make nice nice the tshirt design at mac coz the shop was FREAKING crowded. so yea, after like 20 minutes or so, went back to the shop to ask about the design and price and the due. turns out that the colour we wanted need to order, so it would be another week and it wun be in time for teacher's day. &lt;strong&gt;turned out, the S10 guys, the polo exco and the S20 all want to pia the tshirts so that they can wear on teacher's day&lt;/strong&gt;. haha only we extra la. we want to make sure everything is in place before making. if not, the tshirt not nice then wear on teacher's day? so lose face. so yea the trip was kinda useless but i think kinda fun la. skeen was there. shariffa and khairul were there. so while khairul and skeen bicker, i just laughed and laughed. oh well. that was my saturday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from dinner at clementi. some place called sakura. the food was great, itwas kinda crowded and i saw another pioneer there. some guy from S13 i think. named daniel. was in the Pw workshop as us.&lt;strong&gt; he was kinda shocked to see me but he was like staring at me very weirdly. i mean come on la i know i'm that hot looking but no need to REALLY stare right.&lt;/strong&gt; ate &lt;strong&gt;tons of cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;. i swear, my tummy is super bloated. tomorrow PE cannot run liao le. oh well, i'm tired. and i just bought a &lt;strong&gt;new watch from fossil. uber cool =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115668876493968750?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115668876493968750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115668876493968750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115668876493968750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115668876493968750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-so-yesterday-was-utter-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115639628891823487</id><published>2006-08-25T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T13:11:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so yesterday was alright i guess. shaorong me kohkiat and xiao ting wanted to get away from the sports day. so we were kinda doing our homework in the library. &lt;strong&gt;turned out we had to go to the grandstand coz the library was gonna close. so yea. drats&lt;/strong&gt;. anyway, went there and decided to crash polo. view was great. near the finishing line, directly at the centre, can see the tug of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the races was like damn cool la. &lt;strong&gt;that daryl from owens. or whatever his name is, totally owned the sports day la. 5 races, 3 new records. he was really really good&lt;/strong&gt;. the relays were exciting. everyone was neck to neck and i was kinda on the edge to see who won. polo had some exceptional runners but too bad darwin and owens had more exceptional ones. thru out the whole time was cheering for polo and camwhoring with my friends. &lt;strong&gt;the tug of war was uber interesting and funny. was rooting for polo to win but again owens owned the freaking game&lt;/strong&gt;. no doubt polo put up a good fight. it was like rugger vs rugger at the end of the rope. seriously owens was good.the tug of war against the teachers was damn funny too. &lt;strong&gt;you have mr hou, who totally looks like one of the students in the pj pe tee&lt;/strong&gt;. his legs were going everywhere while tugging. i have no idea why but it was funny. &lt;strong&gt;shaorong kept saying the teacher at the very end look like some durian seller. i had to agree. =)&lt;/strong&gt; while owens dominated the track and cheers ( &lt;strong&gt;-.- can.&lt;/strong&gt;.) the milo van was dominated by nobel and keller. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY too. from where we were sitting there was like a sea of dark blues and reds at the milo van. god there are so many thirsty people in pioneer. and &lt;strong&gt;cold milo issin that nice anyway. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun to hang out with my classmates. &lt;strong&gt;it was fun to tease pathma about her tamil cultural society boyfriend, skeen's ear-piercing screams. damn, she's like uber loud?&lt;/strong&gt; wait..&lt;strong&gt;like a thousand decibels more than when a plane takes off&lt;/strong&gt;. okok i'm sorry skeen dun be angry. then you have wenxiang and christine using my camera to photowhore among the two of them. like hello it's mine? but what's good is that i have the post whatever pictures are in my camera. &lt;strong&gt;hoho!&lt;/strong&gt; after sports day, went home with eva and skeen and by the time i reached home i was really tired. shouldn't have screamed when i was coughing like mad in the morning already. thank god the next day dun have school (&lt;strong&gt;which is today....-.-&lt;/strong&gt;) gonna spent the &lt;strong&gt;whole day compiling my written report from chapter 1 to 5 and do my OP.&lt;/strong&gt; kinda dreading PW alot! sighh. oh well, shall do the rest of my hoemwork at night. &lt;strong&gt;ok i better start doing PW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115639628891823487?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115639628891823487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115639628891823487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115639628891823487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115639628891823487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-so-yesterday-was-alright-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115582294645379183</id><published>2006-08-17T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:55:46.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. finally got time to blog about the week. well from monday till today, it has been four days full of tests la. god, so busy until cannot take it can. monday was econs test on externalities and measures. quite ok la. found out from mrs yeo that i scored quite ok. so at least that was a relief. grr thank god la. coz before econs test, i had to like dance the aces day dance for a few classes on stage and i kinda forgot what i memorised for econs. hoho. damn embarrassing la. tomorrow gonna dance again. GOD HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday had BIO A Level SPA. kinda ok. i think i'm confident in scoring that one. managed to write out the essay, plot the graph and did the sources of error well before the stipulated time. still had the time to play with the apparatus la. luckily i managed to cramp all those sources of errors during maths lecture. recalled most of them, but too bad my maths lecture notes is like practically empty. now i'm like clueless for AP and GP. god knows whatever those terms mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. had GP standardised test. not tat bad la. but thinking of what to write for the essay was just..erm..frustrating. what's more is that mdm ang keep peering over my shoulders la and was like putting all her nagging words on the board. oh well. peter zhang shaorong was like finished well before the bell rang. i tell you that guy writes soo fast that his essay is so impossible to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now had chem test. almost 5 hours of studying for it in school. with 2 and a half hours break waiting for econs and 2 hours after econs waiting for the test to start. quite ok la the test. think can at least get C de. if not, i dunno what to say, coz i think it's quite easy already as compared to the previous ones. tried very hard to do the free radical substitution question but cud not get the product formed la. grrr after so much practising on that. after chem test, we all went berserk. laughing all the way especially skeen. i think it's a form of destressing. finally a week of tests gone. next week gonna start another one again. monday:maths tuesday: bio and a whole lot of other things that i forgot. BOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was funny today. shaorong had been putting a rubber band to hold his lens to his frames coz he pathetically broke his glasses la. so it was like four days already he had been putting on that spastic thing. today mrs yeo finally saw it and said "shaorong can you please take off that thing from your glasses?" and befor eyou know it, the whole class LOL-ed. for like five minutes straight. haha he look damn retarded in that la. mrs yeo is funny=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115582294645379183?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115582294645379183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115582294645379183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115582294645379183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115582294645379183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/08/hoho_17.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115582293414748950</id><published>2006-08-17T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:55:39.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. finally got time to blog about the week. well from monday till today, it has been four days full of tests la. god, so busy until cannot take it can. monday was econs test on externalities and measures. quite ok la. found out from mrs yeo that i scored quite ok. so at least that was a relief. grr thank god la. coz before econs test, i had to like dance the aces day dance for a few classes on stage and i kinda forgot what i memorised for econs. hoho. damn embarrassing la. tomorrow gonna dance again. GOD HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday had BIO A Level SPA. kinda ok. i think i'm confident in scoring that one. managed to write out the essay, plot the graph and did the sources of error well before the stipulated time. still had the time to play with the apparatus la. luckily i managed to cramp all those sources of errors during maths lecture. recalled most of them, but too bad my maths lecture notes is like practically empty. now i'm like clueless for AP and GP. god knows whatever those terms mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. had GP standardised test. not tat bad la. but thinking of what to write for the essay was just..erm..frustrating. what's more is that mdm ang keep peering over my shoulders la and was like putting all her nagging words on the board. oh well. peter zhang shaorong was like finished well before the bell rang. i tell you that guy writes soo fast that his essay is so impossible to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now had chem test. almost 5 hours of studying for it in school. with 2 and a half hours break waiting for econs and 2 hours after econs waiting for the test to start. quite ok la the test. think can at least get C de. if not, i dunno what to say, coz i think it's quite easy already as compared to the previous ones. tried very hard to do the free radical substitution question but cud not get the product formed la. grrr after so much practising on that. after chem test, we all went berserk. laughing all the way especially skeen. i think it's a form of destressing. finally a week of tests gone. next week gonna start another one again. monday:maths tuesday: bio and a whole lot of other things that i forgot. BOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was funny today. shaorong had been putting a rubber band to hold his lens to his frames coz he pathetically broke his glasses la. so it was like four days already he had been putting on that spastic thing. today mrs yeo finally saw it and said "shaorong can you please take off that thing from your glasses?" and befor eyou know it, the whole class LOL-ed. for like five minutes straight. haha he look damn retarded in that la. mrs yeo is funny=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115582293414748950?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115582293414748950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115582293414748950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115582293414748950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115582293414748950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/08/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115522340349860929</id><published>2006-08-11T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:23:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo! came back from the class outing that was NEVER a class outing. yeah it sooo rocking FUN that i never knew the sky was superbly nice today. *rolls eyes* ok so in the afternoon, damn frantic. call here and there in the end, it was just me shaorong and koh kiat. the boys la. unknown to us, melissa and yam wenn were waiting for us at cine.&lt;strong&gt; like wtf?&lt;/strong&gt; everyone pangsay-ed us &lt;strong&gt;even our assistant class manager by the name of NUR SAKINAH BINTE ABDUL AZIZ!&lt;/strong&gt; hoho, actually it was already ok la the three of us. then, after finding out that the two girls were waiting for us, it kinda dampen the mood a little bit. oh well, went to cine to accompany shaorong buy his new nike shoes &lt;strong&gt;(which was uber cool, but it din look like that ON HIM)&lt;/strong&gt; and then went up to meet the girls la. decided on &lt;strong&gt;see no evil ( OMG )&lt;/strong&gt; and waiting for the movie, we went to eat lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitching, eating, laughing just the three of us coz there wasn't enough space. THANK GOD. so yea, pity shaorong la. announced to the whole class then only four pathetic souls came. hoho, &lt;strong&gt;he must have been superly pissed.&lt;/strong&gt; dun wanna dwell into the details tho. &lt;strong&gt;the movie was utterly horrifyingly GROSS but still cool.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. man, blood and the gouching of eyes were kinda sick. could almost tasted te lunch in my mouth but still tolerable. (&lt;strong&gt;it was shaorong's idea to watch...bahhhh)&lt;/strong&gt; left the girls after the movie, and went to play pool where &lt;strong&gt;i COMPLETELY embarrassed myself in front of the two experts.&lt;/strong&gt; knew nuts about pool and it was seriously my first time la. kena owned by koh kiat and shaorong like tons of times? oh well, at least i gained experience from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring la. went home. i was tired. and i just realised that my green shoes din really go well with my outfit. &lt;strong&gt;oh well. I STILL LOVE THEM. the shoes i mean. =)&lt;/strong&gt; next time i organise class outing ok? next next thursday? how about that. heard from somewhere that it's gonna be a school holiday due to the polling thingy holiday eons ago. so we only getting it then. &lt;strong&gt;in the mean time, shall just hang on and study hard. gonna have tons of tests and homework due. ECONS, BIO SPA, CHEM LECTURE TEST. BOOO grrrr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115522340349860929?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115522340349860929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115522340349860929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115522340349860929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115522340349860929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/08/boo-came-back-from-class-outing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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-19862549.post-115504518014638031</id><published>2006-08-08T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:53:00.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah national day celebrations was like erm crap? woke up extra early coz the band members had to report at 7 to get ready for the national day parade. boo. so board the 180 bus at 645. i was soo gonna be late. turned out, christine and jiayi were already sleeping on the bus. &lt;strong&gt;haha. see! they shouldn't make it so early. everyone felt sleepy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were rushing to school, only to find out they weren't rushing. grr. oh well, set up my instrument and went down to the parade square. gah, the band was directly in front of my class. and guess what, all my classmates were waving at me and making me laugh and stuff. thank ah. &lt;strong&gt;i mean i know i'm that popular but dun need to wave at me at every possible second&lt;/strong&gt;. haha went well i supposed the ndp. except for the singing of the national day song i gues. had to sing twice coz according to some balding teacher, it was not satisfactory. after the whole thing, me izah, rohai went crazy and started to laugh alot. totally berserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the concert, (boy was it crap) i was soo tired and bored. i mean you have the teachers making lame attempts in getting the school hyped up. the performances were boring. except for the drama thing. it was funny. &lt;strong&gt;the dancers were ok. just that why did they have to make everyone look like sluts on stage? i dun get it&lt;/strong&gt;. especially prom night girl. sighh. eh not you eva. you were ok. except you kinda stood out abit coz you were tall. hoho there were other girls who looked very pretty too but i shan't say. the singing of national day songs were damn cool la. interacted with the band people. &lt;strong&gt;laughed, crapped, sang. laughed again. ahhh cool bunch of people. and rohai and izah are officially crazy in my books. like seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths directly after celebrations. then had econs. gosh, the lecture was boring. but what to do must pass my econs so was trying very hard to stay awake. after that. went home and i slept for 6 hours. woke up just in time to watch high school musical. haha. gosh, that show never fails to brighten up my day. &lt;strong&gt;besides gabriella montez is soo pretty. =)&lt;/strong&gt; ok la. i'm gonna do some homework first.&lt;em&gt;         just like kindergarten...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19862549-115504518014638031?l=chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/feeds/115504518014638031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19862549&amp;postID=115504518014638031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115504518014638031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19862549/posts/default/115504518014638031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateloverrr.blogspot.com/2006/08/ah-national-day-celebrations-was-like.html' title=''/><author><name>fweakStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06374927036476938497</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></feed>
