<?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-8070402408617606836</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:50:42.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1078361278257761188</id><published>2008-12-09T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:34:13.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my phone rang at 1042AM and it was an unknown number to me. surprisingly it was cousin A. and the purpose was to ask me and my bro out. like first time! hahah. im not bluffing you. it was the first time we two ever went out with cousin A and his wife, R. not bad, i tell you. even though its only a two places from 1230PM-530PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the cousins at 1230PM and they were having macdonald lunch in the car. what a rush. hahaha. sadly, lil issac was not with us today. aww. in the car, decided between BOLT or MADAGASCAR 2. in the end, BOLT, although cousins wanted to watch M. hahaha. headed to Downtown East to catch the movie since its the nearest. &amp;amp; today had been the dont-know-how-many-times-in-a-month to there already. alarmak! haha.&lt;br /&gt;once at DE, went to FairPrice to buy some chips and drinks to sneak into the theater.sshh. hahaha. movie started at 130PM and we four took the couple seats! hahahah. so, &lt;em&gt;hall 4, seat B10&lt;/em&gt;. the movie was not a not-bad and there was a part when Bolt went to save Penny, the owner who is voiced by Miley Cyrus. i almost teared at that part larh! hahah. too emotinal and sentinental? hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie ended at 318PM and off we went to Tampanies Mall. first off to the arcade. cousin A top-up alot of money, bit-by-bit. in total, ard 20 sing dollars? haha. cousin R is good at pinball, i can say. anyone want to play that wih me? hahah. thenthen, raced car with bro. haha! i won. (triumph).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left TM around 5 'cause cousins need to fetch lil issac. ohwell. first time out with cousins was not bad larhh. hahaha. andand, im hoping for more. hahah. aint greedy, just hoping for family bonding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1078361278257761188?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1078361278257761188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1078361278257761188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1078361278257761188' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7293726116881423070</id><published>2008-12-08T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:46:00.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.List 5 people whom you want to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Shuying&lt;br /&gt;-Yanling&lt;br /&gt;-Kaiwei&lt;br /&gt;-Ernestine&lt;br /&gt;-Cynthia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your name:&lt;br /&gt;-berina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your age:&lt;br /&gt;-14 ++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Attached/Single:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how 'bout you make a guess and if you're correct, i'll call you a smarty-pants? hahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Five(+1) of your close friends:&lt;br /&gt;-Charmaine.L&lt;br /&gt;-Ernestine&lt;br /&gt;-Shuying&lt;br /&gt;-Yanling&lt;br /&gt;-Kaiwei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Your 2 favourite colours:&lt;br /&gt;-black&lt;br /&gt;-yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Storybook or comic:&lt;br /&gt;storybook. i cant understand comic. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you have a crush:&lt;br /&gt;duh. in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Has an unknown person asked you for your number before?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.If yes, did you give your number to the person who asked?&lt;br /&gt;of course not. i dont even know who he/she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Name 2 guy friends that you are close to:&lt;br /&gt;hmm. can i skip this question? haha! rather confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Do you play online games&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you play MapleStory&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Do you play Audition&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Favourite number&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Favourite alphabet&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. idk. alot you know. B? J? everything larh! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Hotmail add&lt;br /&gt;thats a secret. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Would you rather go out with your stead or your friend.&lt;br /&gt;can i go out with both of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you trust your stead?&lt;br /&gt;yes. why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Money or sister?&lt;br /&gt;sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Stead or sister?&lt;br /&gt;both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Anime or drama?&lt;br /&gt;of course drama. aint i a couch potato? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Best girl-friend&lt;br /&gt;i have alot leh. all are besties. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Best guy-friend&lt;br /&gt;ceh. dont tell you leh. hahaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7293726116881423070?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7293726116881423070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7293726116881423070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7293726116881423070' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8845029453258782793</id><published>2008-12-03T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:52:40.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. i was going through my blog's links and landed at Ernes's blog. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to ernes: im really very sorry. i didn't know that your bdae was on 25.11. so, i will wish you a&lt;/em&gt; very very&lt;em&gt; belated 'happy birthday' here and hope that you will accept that. [:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, im asked to do this quiz in Ernes's blog so i will do it right here, right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Rules below must be followed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Each blogger has to post this rules. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bloggers that are tagged need to write about their own blog, their ten things and post these rules. You need to choose ten people to get tagged and choose their names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Don't forget to leave them comments telling them they have been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;here goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1st. im a female. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2nd. im currently online. chatting with cc and thinking what color bangel i want. black or white? which do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3rd. i normally sleep ard 10PM. nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4th. &amp;amp; i will usually get up ard 7.30AM. too early?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5th. im not good in my language. but i hope i will be better, &lt;em&gt;real soon&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6th. i've concluded that every number has its story to tell. its up to you to believe whether that is true anot. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7th. i love being with lil kids. they are very cute! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8th. i want to have loads and loads of things i hope, crave, yearn and pray for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9th. okay, rule number 2 says start with ten random facts/habits about the blogger. so the fact is, i use darlie toothpaste. double action. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10th. lastly, i tend to wonder alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the ten people are:&lt;br /&gt;1.shuying&lt;br /&gt;2.yanling&lt;br /&gt;3.kaiwei&lt;br /&gt;4.amilia&lt;br /&gt;5.cheechin&lt;br /&gt;6.agene&lt;br /&gt;7.weineng&lt;br /&gt;8.yeu jiunn&lt;br /&gt;9.cynthia&lt;br /&gt;10.raudhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; its up to you if you want to do this quiz. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8845029453258782793?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8845029453258782793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8845029453258782793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8845029453258782793' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4638806791084450287</id><published>2008-11-28T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:41:38.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/STDVeiVE_AI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5018oGuQJz4/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273949884238855170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/STDVeiVE_AI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5018oGuQJz4/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273949437852192978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/STDVEjaNENI/AAAAAAAAAPc/1AU1jlXcyi8/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first of all, im very pissed off. why? because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant do posting in LJ, which idk why &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant upload &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; the photos that were taken yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the second point is the most sad point. boo-hoo. )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday was nice. and i simply love it. haha. anw, its going to be a very long post, i guess, so bear with me, alright? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met with shuying at Hougang Inter-change at 10 odd. the original plan was to go gym. but since we will be meeting bfriend and eugenechan at 11, whats the use for going gym anymore. so, decided to go KFC to have a cup of ice-lemon-tea. it was freezing cold to be sitting in KFC, so decided to go inter-change to meet bfriend since he is there making his ez-link card. once met up, went back to HGM, library. used the commy while waiting for eugenechan. awhile later, went back to the inter-change. then we were looking for the right bus that will take us to Esplanade. in the end, 147 then 70. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the bus rides were long. listened to bfriend's music. geess, the music was loud! haha. then we alighted ard Clifford Pier and walked up to E. half way through, shuying and i decided to grab something from Starbucks. but in the end, did not. expensive you seee. haha. headed to the toilet. the passage way to the toilet is very very nice, very class-y type. then, we turn and saw the toilet. dont know why, we laughed, then there was a man who just came out of the male toilet. that man asked:"What's so funny?". sensitive? maybe we were shocked by him but we aint talking about him larhh. aiyoo.but we were still shocked by his question, so quickly ran into the toilet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;out of the toilet and went to meet the guys. after that, we walked to the E. once we reached the Esplanade's entrance, we backed away and went to the left instead. till now, i still dont know why. haha. so walked along the side of the E till we reached a place. rested there and decided where next. &amp;amp; at that point, im very hungry. pff. we heard people, then went out. its the police and the guard, opps. haha. walked back to the E's entrance and in we go. up and up we went. till we reached the level where the Esplanade's library is. went up one more floor to the roof terrace. cleaners were cleaning the glass of Esplanade so we went down and into the library. i love the library. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awhile later, we went to Marina Sq to have lunch because at that point, shuying and i were complaining that we are hungry. so lunch&gt;MAC. eugenechan did a hell lot of talking when we were eating. and he got us giggling and laughing uncontrollably. seriously larh! so bfriend, me and shuying had mac chicken and eugenechan had fillet o fish. then eugenechan named sy as small-mouth sister, me medium-mouth and bfriend big-mouth sister. haha! ec was making up ridiculous jokes over what we had on the able and we were laughing crazily. ohmygod. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;by the time we finished lunch, it was about 1-2 odd, i guess. so headed back to the E and up to the library. the guys were tired then. so we four slacked there and fooled ard with the discs. then headed up to the roof terrace. it was pretty boring there, so off we went to Kovan's pool. on the way back, bfriend told me things i never knew he was, and im pretty amazed with it. hahahaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kovan. first to watson to buy cotton buds for mummy then to pool. for the first time, shuying and i tried pooling. oh goddamnit. i only scored wo balls and shuying won that round. pfff. but whatever it is, it was great to try playing pool. time was running out when we left pool 'cause shuying and i had to rush home. took MRT then LRT with bfriend and the moment i step put of the LRT station, i ran. i tried to run as fast as i can, and im not lying, i promise. i ran and ran till i got home. thanksgod daddy and mommy did not scold me. phew! and it was 7.10PM when im home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh. but, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i just love yesterday, simply love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4638806791084450287?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4638806791084450287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4638806791084450287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4638806791084450287' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/STDVeiVE_AI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5018oGuQJz4/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4390101848336052483</id><published>2008-11-26T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:12:08.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;alrighty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a short update for you readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;changed my blogskin, &amp;amp; i think its the previous skin. :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;idk. hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting old? yeah, maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will stop here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've nth to post, you see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe there will be when everyday slowly pass by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slowly wait alrighty. just wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4390101848336052483?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4390101848336052483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4390101848336052483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4390101848336052483' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1331466197553004399</id><published>2008-11-15T17:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:00:11.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6dLgpnTcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EOewJp4DprM/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268821435138657730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6dLgpnTcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EOewJp4DprM/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take three: liu lian bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6c1lvHgqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/CaqyKY5uIRY/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268821058546795170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6c1lvHgqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/CaqyKY5uIRY/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yanling and kaiwei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they always have jokes in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ilovethem. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6csr2TSmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SaJUaNoMD8w/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268820905568717410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6csr2TSmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SaJUaNoMD8w/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take two: liu lian bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6V-l0ls6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/CJVhGhMhPPI/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268813516607173538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6V-l0ls6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/CJVhGhMhPPI/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yyj and yanling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6VZwsQBNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6rjoIePJFus/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268812883869828306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6VZwsQBNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6rjoIePJFus/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she is my laughing partner that ilove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we laugh out loud like nobody's business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who cares aye. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6VPMy0WmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/klGzqnCF-So/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268812702435007074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6VPMy0WmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/klGzqnCF-So/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we give you faces when and where we like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6VC0IHBzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5obv2Oh4Bf8/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268812489654994738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6VC0IHBzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/5obv2Oh4Bf8/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take two. Qing Ai De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6U6abujiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Qn1wMeZf62c/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268812345319001634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6U6abujiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Qn1wMeZf62c/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeo Yeu Jiunn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6UysFRUMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/pUgKX7br9EY/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268812212617695426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6UysFRUMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/pUgKX7br9EY/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Qing Ai De. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6Ugqtm_hI/AAAAAAAAAOE/maDF7Tvb3ew/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268811903012371986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6Ugqtm_hI/AAAAAAAAAOE/maDF7Tvb3ew/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; presenting, SKK. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;he is one horny joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, thankyou for sending me the photos aye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6UUqfgQ7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WTGrh2agUpg/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268811696794780594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6UUqfgQ7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WTGrh2agUpg/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah, ilovethem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6T_5YcoCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gkeb26bo8U4/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268811340014460962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6T_5YcoCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gkeb26bo8U4/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay, the uncle is being an extra there.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;no offence. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6TpL6RqHI/AAAAAAAAANs/60q5SL69ijo/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268810949851195506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6TpL6RqHI/AAAAAAAAANs/60q5SL69ijo/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Liu Lian Bang'&lt;br /&gt;kaiwei, berina and yanling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1331466197553004399?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1331466197553004399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1331466197553004399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1331466197553004399' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SR6dLgpnTcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EOewJp4DprM/s72-c/DSC00032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6068065437094122710</id><published>2008-11-09T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:53:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty. it had been some 15467461943 days since i did my last post.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im getting more and more lazy. oh-no. /: but, besides lazy-ing around, what else can i do? cant possibly have meet-ups with buddies everyday since pockets are almost empty. cant possibly glue my eyeballs on the computer screen when nothing in the cyber world seems to get my attention. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i cant even post in my spaces because today is almost the same as yesterday. it is not like everyday i have things planned up for me right? just have to rot slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6068065437094122710?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6068065437094122710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6068065437094122710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6068065437094122710' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4757929659407753044</id><published>2008-10-29T12:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:58:21.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxdyexp9I/AAAAAAAAANk/D6xJ_aWfBSs/s1600-h/`08+CHALET.+OCC+AND+US.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262440183675070418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxdyexp9I/AAAAAAAAANk/D6xJ_aWfBSs/s320/%6008+CHALET.+OCC+AND+US.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          2ed's OCC. Mr Fish Ong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxZx5dR2I/AAAAAAAAANc/uIPfDhYW8C0/s1600-h/`08+CHALET.+ME+AND+SY+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262440114799069026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxZx5dR2I/AAAAAAAAANc/uIPfDhYW8C0/s320/%6008+CHALET.+ME+AND+SY+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  berina and shuying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxW3Gfo4I/AAAAAAAAANU/swUh6e3SIeo/s1600-h/`08+CHALET.+ME+AND+SY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262440064656319362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxW3Gfo4I/AAAAAAAAANU/swUh6e3SIeo/s320/%6008+CHALET.+ME+AND+SY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                berina and shuying&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxSJB7BjI/AAAAAAAAANM/0R8FsVA6KSI/s1600-h/`08+CHALET.+FOUR+OF+US.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262439983569634866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxSJB7BjI/AAAAAAAAANM/0R8FsVA6KSI/s320/%6008+CHALET.+FOUR+OF+US.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Eugene, shuying, berina, jovan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxOjSZoRI/AAAAAAAAANE/Avhn4naKbmo/s1600-h/`08+CHALET.+BOYS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262439921898594578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxOjSZoRI/AAAAAAAAANE/Avhn4naKbmo/s320/%6008+CHALET.+BOYS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           2ed's boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was nothing but plain fun. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so, the 3D2N chalet was FUN. really, it was. went for two days, 27 Oct and 28 Oct. pictures will soon be uploaded. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27 Oct 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;woke up early in the morning then met up with shuying, eugene chan, agene and nelson. then went to Prata House to have breakfast. saw OCC, so breakfast-ed together. after an hour or so, we took nelson's dad cab to Frankel. his dad is very funny. then after we got the stufts from the BBQ Wholesale, we headed to the nearest MRT. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kind soul&lt;/span&gt; we were, OCC saw a phone some blanga left behind. nelson then gave it to the bus driver. in the train, there was this girl. maybe she is not right somewhere, she made some remarks. poor thing she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;once we go off the train, we took 403. thinking that it will bring us straight to Downtown East, it took us to Pasir Ris Park instead. so, no choice, we decided to walk to Downtown East. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; agene brought his umbrella, that looks like &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Mary Poppins's umbrella&lt;/span&gt;. hahha. since it was pretty sunny, shuying and i used his umbrella. finally, we reached Downtown East. met up with the rest at Mc Cafe. it was still early for us to check in to chalet, so some of us went and buy stuffs from NTUC in ehub. after that, PSP-ed in Burger King, using edwin;s PSP. damn, im addictted to it. whenever bored, i'll go looking or PSPs to play. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;checked in to the chalet. it is small. like Malasysia Trip hotel room. after we settled down, more PSP and then cycled. it was raining when we cycled, but it only &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ADD&lt;/span&gt; to the fun. hhaha. but it was only a short rain and a short cycling. boo-hoo larh. ]: after an hour of riding, we went back to chalet and bathed. after that, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PICTURES TIME&lt;/span&gt;. :DD in the end, edwin's camera spoit. it dropped on the floor and every picutures we took were blurry. poor thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SUBWAY&lt;/span&gt;. yummy. had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;subway melt&lt;/span&gt; with a couple of them then ehub-ed. the boys wanted to bowl, but had to wait. while waiting, arcade-ed. its rather boring, you knoww. the boys playing, the two of us watching. so tried &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the-catch-the-toy game&lt;/span&gt;. PATHETIC larhh, that game. i put in 2 dollars and i caught the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AIR ONLY&lt;/span&gt;. and the thing that catches the toy &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;did not even MOVE&lt;/span&gt;. garhhhh. ]: pathetic right? shuying at least got to try catching the toy but i only caught the air. arhhh. )): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;out the arcade we went. soon, shuying and i went home. went home together with cheechin and imran. extreme tired when i got home, but i just cant wait for the second day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;28 Oct 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;brought capp-y along and met up with shuying, kaiwei, chee chin, edwin, yyj, imran and zakir. took 89 to the chalet. the boys who over-night-ed were not in the chalet, so chee chin, imran and zakir went to find them. but the back door was not locked. we did not know only when edwin went in. we took the 3 boys' bag in and decided to play hide-and-seek. never did we know that it will led to anger.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; soorryy&lt;/span&gt;. then agene and weineng came. chit-chat-ed then the rest came back. after they got themselves ready, we decided what we wanted to do for the day. the boys went for a swim first, since WWW was not open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;then they came back. wanted to go ESCAPE. only a few of us came out, the rest decided to stay. so we went on. but the ESCAPE was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;not open&lt;/span&gt;. sad larrrhhh. kaiwei and i already feeling the sensation and when we reach there, it was not open. ARHH. so, went back to chalet. it was borriinnggg. so the three of us decided to go cycling. we went to the cycling-renting place first. when we reached there, i said &gt; EZ-LINK. gawwdd. we forgot to bring them out. and kaiwei did not bring for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;after the boys came, the person-in-charge said there were not enough bike. shit man. so, rented the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;double bike&lt;/span&gt;. since kaiwei and i cant control the bike, we were stuck. in the end, my poor laughing-partner had to walk. sorry eh, girlfriend. ]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;first, i cycled wih cheechin, then with jovan. after some time, we returned the bike and back to the chalet. started the BBQ soon.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;`cause i BBQ-ed also. hahhha. this time was a more successful BBQ compared to last year's&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&amp;amp;&amp;amp; no teachers&lt;/span&gt; came.maybe its a good thing, maybe it is not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the food were well-cooked, only some were not, and the food were &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;EXTREME NICE&lt;/span&gt;. especially the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SAMBAL STINGRAY&lt;/span&gt;. woo-hoo. that is the nicest. yummy. it was very hot, standing ard the pit. then the boys spar. time past by very quickly yesterday. soon was time to go home. went home with EC, zakir, imran, shuying, kaiwei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;pooff. it was really very fun. really very fun. maybe we could have another same sort outings, SOON. sice, holiday is so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4757929659407753044?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4757929659407753044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4757929659407753044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4757929659407753044' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SQfxdyexp9I/AAAAAAAAANk/D6xJ_aWfBSs/s72-c/%6008+CHALET.+OCC+AND+US.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5684773659866356425</id><published>2008-10-17T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:09:14.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. people, readers, all human beings who have their two eyeballs staring on their computer's screen, open up that ears of yours and listen to the music that i installed in my bloggyy. i spent some time installing that thing into blogger and making audible for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, listen and sing-along with the songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-5684773659866356425?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5684773659866356425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5684773659866356425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5684773659866356425' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1040903402506218497</id><published>2008-10-15T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:16:13.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SPXQGW4b27I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Jtz2Y2rt4-8/s1600-h/Vintage+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257336947665001394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SPXQGW4b27I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Jtz2Y2rt4-8/s320/Vintage+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 124th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i had moved out of blogger, i will occassionally come back here. cant bear to leave my first ramnling page eh. hahha. anw, people, kindly make my tagboard alive eh. thanks much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we will have hell lot of fun on 27-29 Oct. 2eds know why. hahha. i will post some pics, if possible when the whole thing is over. i just cant wait for its arrival. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your hols. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1040903402506218497?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1040903402506218497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1040903402506218497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1040903402506218497' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SPXQGW4b27I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Jtz2Y2rt4-8/s72-c/Vintage+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4498122123039191729</id><published>2008-10-10T08:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:01:44.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;123th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning, readers. mark the time, now is 859 AM. &amp;amp; i need to announce something. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, the thing is, i will put my words in LJ (pls, dont ever think dirty, okay? hahha). in other words, i will leave blogger. but, i cant bear to leave here because i put so so much of hard work in it, you know? so, i will occassionally come back to blogger and post eh. will end here, people. do drop by my new page of craps and grumbles aye. (&lt;a href="http://quityammering.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://quityammering.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've always been a million miles away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But things are gonna change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna come home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4498122123039191729?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4498122123039191729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4498122123039191729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4498122123039191729' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8338782758235759337</id><published>2008-10-09T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:14:00.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored. ]:&lt;br /&gt;hell bored. 910 PM, what can i do other then hide under my blanket, on my bed? someone answer me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i taught of, what if i had been or i was living a lie all these while? random larh eh. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously larh, im really bored. alrighty, i will stop here. it is not helping anyway &amp;amp; i have nothing much to say about today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8338782758235759337?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8338782758235759337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8338782758235759337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8338782758235759337' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1820251401827835338</id><published>2008-10-08T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:55:39.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOyV6DrLVjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/h6QfBLXUWMU/s1600-h/rooftop_by_suckup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254739689885881906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOyV6DrLVjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/h6QfBLXUWMU/s320/rooftop_by_suckup.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 121th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOY is over! [: but fear is not over yet. it is not.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna skip what had happened in school today becuase it was just sad sad &amp;amp; sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended close to one? we decided to go shuying's hse area and eat the delicious fried rice and slack in her hse. but plans changed. we took 74, with the boys. &amp;amp; hell yeah, the driver was driving the bus in a bumpy way, making me unable to walk properly. oh my. hahhha. so alighted at the coffee shop there and makan. half way through, we decided to go to kovan's pool to meet up with the guys. cant wear school uni, so, went to shuying's hse and borrowed cardigans. we did not finish the rice and had to speed up to shuying hse. &amp;amp; damn! i had tummyache, due to my walking speed. indigestion. garh. hahah. then caught up with the 74 bus and alighted at bbt. saw milia there and waited for 113. shit! that bus ride was longer compared to the one 112 takes and it caused this headache i have now. garrhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the place and met up with the guys. they were playing alrd when we reached there, so we make ourself comfortable and then bought this RIBENA. to me, i find it special. it came in this glass bottle, those very old kind. so, im loving it. hahhaa. :D as time went by, occ and wn and wn's bro, wp came. they played played played and we watched watched watched. what else? haha. it was raning heavily so we stayed in for awhile. left the place ard 5, i guess and home we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im exhausted. but it was still a day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1820251401827835338?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1820251401827835338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1820251401827835338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1820251401827835338' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOyV6DrLVjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/h6QfBLXUWMU/s72-c/rooftop_by_suckup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7372521601190910583</id><published>2008-10-07T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:22:55.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOtGfKFGCwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/w0UKOiP5-B4/s1600-h/Stop_Sign_by_httpabril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254370891353426690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="362" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOtGfKFGCwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/w0UKOiP5-B4/s320/Stop_Sign_by_httpabril.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;120th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so. what do we have here? last post, 3 oct? hahha. record broken. guess this blog aint that alive &amp;amp; healthy anymore eh? nvm. alrighty, today? CP &amp;amp; hist SA2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. history exam.&lt;br /&gt;well well. its was ugly. yeah, my answer were all written in my worst handwriting and i surely hope that the marker would be able to read and understand it, giving me what i deserve to have. hahah. in fact, all my exams' answers were written ugly. boo-hoo? mrs khoo did nt come. so the music teacher came in. she was not so strict, thus, everybody were discussing freely and, yeah, lot of noise. :O so, discussed answers with fellow classmates and manage to complete all the questions in time. now all i can do is wait for my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, school ended 930AM. headed to bbt and grabbed each of us a cup of mashed potato from 7-11. reached home ard 1030AM. used THE COM and i rushed through from 1120 to 1145 AM. why? i was almost late for today's after school group study! hahha. so, i rushed through but, i was still the first one to reach the meeting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CP&lt;br /&gt;went to subway and had a nothing but a blissful lunch. oh my, im seriously addicted to SUBWAY, people. im loving it yeah. so, enjoyed the rather filling meal and headed to the second level for studies. as usual, our usual laughter and jokes were present and we stayed for 2 hours odd. did lil, but at least some, revision and went home. took 119 with kaiwei as i was not really in favour for LRT. :O maybe i was seeing things, but, maybe that lil bit i saw then was something true. true anot, i guess i had to put it away from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home &amp;amp; i was engrossed with this year's year book. yeah, among those three i had, including this, this year's is the best. best in appeareance and best in content. hahhaha. :D yeah yeah, i have to stop typing and quickly complete my art. garhh, its ugly. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; the important thing about tmr is, it is THE END OF EOY. please throw away those thick &amp;amp; thin books &amp;amp; paper far away from from you and party with all your might. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7372521601190910583?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7372521601190910583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7372521601190910583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7372521601190910583' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOtGfKFGCwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/w0UKOiP5-B4/s72-c/Stop_Sign_by_httpabril.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6471539198423688084</id><published>2008-10-03T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:55:58.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOXB9Po8qvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jTMq6CNtgmY/s1600-h/the_sun_goes_down__night_comes_by_boxykins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252817798312012530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOXB9Po8qvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jTMq6CNtgmY/s320/the_sun_goes_down__night_comes_by_boxykins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;119th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how should i say this? today was unpleasant? yeah, it was. went to school and sat for SCIENCE and MATHS paper 1. science first. tough. ]: for me, time was just right, but it was those question that were killers. killers, i said. paper ended at 945AM. stayed in class. told imran and ali to help me buy a packet of green tea. firstly, i wanna say thanks, for helping me buy. but, you two bought wrong larh. ]: hhaha. instead of green tea, i got winter melon tea. arh-hhahaha. i was giggling and laughing like dont know what and so did the other three. so, had no choice, but to drink. took a few sips and threw it away. bad? yeah. but, still, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was ,maths paper. so tired larh. ]: and, i lose roughly 13 marks? the questions are so tough! now, im worried. im scared. ]: afer the one-hour paper, went to the toilet. i went in with my SCIENCE book and maths 1 + PC and came out with only my PC. ??? garhh. ]: forgettful? stupid? yeah. stupid sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went HM with girlfriends and slacked ard. be lil detectives? hahha. went home with yl. :D all those studying just make me more tired. garh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6471539198423688084?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6471539198423688084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6471539198423688084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6471539198423688084' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SOXB9Po8qvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jTMq6CNtgmY/s72-c/the_sun_goes_down__night_comes_by_boxykins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2443785849991934444</id><published>2008-10-01T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:25:32.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA AND HAPPY CHILRDEN DAY TO ALL INVOLVED PEOPLE. DO ENJOY THIS DAY OF YOURS. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically mugged through this whole day, and hell yeah, i probably killed millions, billions and trillions of brain cells. ]: is this reasonable? maybe. maybe not. but this is the fate i have to accpet, being a student. stop brooding over it eh? so, woke up at 0915 today and started sudying at 1030. started off with maths, chapter 8. V &amp;amp; TSA of those sphere, pyramids, etc. then went for MAC lunch and came home and studied science, digestion and transport system in man &amp;amp; plants.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im rly wondering how i get through all these. yeah, maybe this is the ability i get after i prayed. no jokes, people. it does help, okay?  [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, theres nohing much for today. its is basically books, studying &amp;amp; memorising. yeah, i have to get over this brian-cells killing period and welcome my holiday wih arms wide open. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2443785849991934444?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2443785849991934444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2443785849991934444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2443785849991934444' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-69188597728479350</id><published>2008-09-29T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:07:56.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>117th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. monday and lessons are alrd boring. slept through the whole science period as i was having a slight headache. &amp;amp; was secretly listening to sy's phone's songs. hahaha. then went to the canteen when it was 9AM, maths class. mrs diva did nt come, mr yan did reliving. but, he was far away from us, so, we played. regina said bring newspaper down with us to the canteen. and, yeah, i brought the whole stack down and i brought back a stack of halfly torn paper. ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat in the canteen with all the class girls and weineng infront of us, in the middle of all the girls. and, we started tearing, rolling up the torn-out newspaper strip and throwing them at weineng. hahah. and some nearly went into his mouth. haha. &amp;amp; he was running ard the table, asking us our horoscope and self-edited what the hososcope said. hahah. after an hour of laughter, makan and went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it was history. mdm fauziah was fired up, again. she wrote notes on the board and erase it off as soon as 5 min ltr?! and when we complained, she said she wrote it for a long time alrd.?! what..? l: &amp;amp; copied nts all the way. then VE. mr ng came in and he started all his hilarious moves and fuuny talks. he rly has this talent of making his students laugh out loud! hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school ended with that.&lt;br /&gt;thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-69188597728479350?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/69188597728479350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/69188597728479350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#69188597728479350' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8029164505040869390</id><published>2008-09-28T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:46:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SN9gW5k3tEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/G2t1xQhdWnE/s1600-h/Tunnel_by_Black42x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251021637066142786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SN9gW5k3tEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/G2t1xQhdWnE/s320/Tunnel_by_Black42x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 116th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna start one of those grumbles i own now. so, if you do not wish to read this post, you may leave, because this is one of those typical complains.&lt;br /&gt;yes, my computer's old problem is working up again. now, all the words are magnified 2 times big! im not blind okay? neither are my family. so, why is this happening. garh, this is really very annoying okay. i hate it. yeah, you may be thinking of 'just get a new one', yeah? i yearn for one too. but things just dont come so easily. i think the only way is to just endure all this BIG words. garh. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8029164505040869390?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8029164505040869390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8029164505040869390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8029164505040869390' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SN9gW5k3tEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/G2t1xQhdWnE/s72-c/Tunnel_by_Black42x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8685765785896490293</id><published>2008-09-27T13:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:58:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;115th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am unwritten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't read my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm undefined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just beginning&lt;br /&gt;The pen's in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Ending unplanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break tradition&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my tries&lt;br /&gt;Are outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been conditioned&lt;br /&gt;To not make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But I can't live that way, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8685765785896490293?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8685765785896490293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8685765785896490293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8685765785896490293' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-512632008305151124</id><published>2008-09-26T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:58:56.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>114th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography and HE paper.&lt;br /&gt;mrs khoo did not come today. so, mr yan came in and relifed the class. he came in at 0730, too early. so he left and before he left, he said, &lt;strong&gt;"i will be back" &lt;/strong&gt;. hahhaa. :D so, he came back ard 0740 odd and soon gave out the geo paper. the geo paper was still okay. &amp;amp; i had to admit that im very careless.&lt;br /&gt;why? because, one of the question from section B, map reading, asked me for the bearing from one point to another, and instead of writing down the bearing, i wrote down the DIRECTIONS. garh! how careless can i be? ARGH. ]:&lt;br /&gt;paper ended at 0915 and during the recess, i tried my best to study home ec, and i rly mean study cause i did not study any bit of home ec ytd night, but, they just cant enter. so, filp through the pages and went back to original seats at 0953. cause mr yan said to be at our own seats and get ready at 0953 but never came in. so geo cher came in at 1013 and did the HE paper. it was okay, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to munch on some sandwhich from 7-11 and ate at the void deck. and after some decisions, went to nelson's hse. yeah, im still scared of the dog, coco. watched this movie and yeah, its nice. esp the fighting part. went home close to one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-512632008305151124?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/512632008305151124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/512632008305151124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#512632008305151124' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-197057330722947186</id><published>2008-09-25T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:19:45.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>113th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garh ]: today's english paper 2 was extremly tough! composition was okay. paper 2 was, wth? the comprehension passage was understandable, but the questions were tough. and i was so afraid that i will not have enough time. and yeah, last ten mintues and i still had three compre questions. damn it! and summary was terrible too. they wanted experiences and feelings but, the passage seemed to have lil about them. garh.! hopefully this will not badly affect my marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after paper one was recess. stayed behind and yanling + shuying were playing tic-tac-toe, with ec, agene and nelson. recess was about 45 min, so slacked ard. ate some biscuit in balls shape ( eh, dont think dirty larh. haha). soon was paper 2. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole exam, went to bbt. while walking, had a short talk with this guy. man, he has a very low voice. HAHAH. okay, did not eat anything although im hungry. on diet? maybe. hahha. yeah, im seriously adding more weight to myself. so sat ard and chit-chat with milia and co. went off soon. tikah was doing funny actions to milia and when we went down to take bus 136, held milia's hand and saying mushy-mashy things,&lt;strong&gt; loudly&lt;/strong&gt;? :D HAHAHAH. for some reasons, though. board the bus with milia, tikah, jovan and cc. had a lil chat with the girls. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-197057330722947186?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/197057330722947186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/197057330722947186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#197057330722947186' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6133917342075101359</id><published>2008-09-24T11:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:12:22.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>112th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I ONLY BROUGHT MY BRAIN AND OTHER NECESSARIES]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. LITERATURE SA2. it was okay. :D the paper was one and a half hour and phew, i finished it just on time. [: so lets hope i can do it well.&lt;br /&gt;paper ended at 9.27 AM and was realised at 9 odd. it was raining, so we walked in the rain. garh, the wind is so chilling and cold and when we were under those trees, the raindrops came down. ]: good thing kaiwei and i had papers and files to stay partially dry, so shuying was drenched, more than us.&lt;br /&gt;went to 7-11 and bought ourself a bowl of instant noodle. had chicken curry as usual. then went to the void deck and ate. geess, it was cold! then bought a bottle of mineral water to quench our thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i did not bring a single cent to school today. forgettful? i agree. the girls did not have shillings, so i had to walked up to the guys in the vegetarian food place to lend $0.55. pathetic uh? &amp;amp; it is very embarrasing. garh. and imran was kind enough to lend me $0.55. thanks aye. :D okay, i had a hard time drinking the water? kaiwei and shuying was making laugh when i was drinking the water and i had difficulties swallowing that mouthful of water while i was enduring the laughter. /: haha.&lt;br /&gt;then went to board the bus. jovan was also in the bus, and yeah, he was talking so loudly as thouh he owns that SBS bus. HAHHAA. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the first thing i did was, own the commy. addictive is that word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6133917342075101359?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6133917342075101359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6133917342075101359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6133917342075101359' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3335682794212069035</id><published>2008-09-23T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:24:13.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>111th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, readers. today is the eve of 2008 EOY. so, i hereby, wish everybody, GOOD LUCK. lets just all try our best for this last exam of '08 and let God make all the future decisions. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, school. had assembly in parade square. stayed at the security guards' house there till the prefects came. grrrh. walked past the canteen and miss tay called me. she said we were to go up stage to collect a cert for the science competition. nah, it was a short one. ; cant stop giggling, though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after RP was science. again, mr ng did not come in. ]: slacked all the way. read with the girls the TEENAGE and read some very greusome letters. PE. chit-chat-ed. recess, skipped. after recess was maths. shuying was told to change place with weineng. so he sat in between me and kaiwei. &amp;amp; yeah, we sneaked the strawberry collon biscuit. if that is what it is named. no doubt, had a hard time getting them, with mrs diva keeping a close watch on our area and 4 ppl asking for it? hahah. so, we were continually asking for that and weineng was hesitating. hahha. after maths was chinese. had to complete a continous compo within 30 mins. ?! good thing, we managed to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last period was english. nth much. went to bbt and munched on junk food. a comfort for those hunger and stress. an add-on to body weight. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will end here &amp;amp; be a mugger for the time being. ]: hhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3335682794212069035?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3335682794212069035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3335682794212069035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3335682794212069035' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-327616125915060890</id><published>2008-09-22T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:03:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>110th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. the week of EOY. geess. /:&lt;br /&gt;okay, so waited for shuying and kaiwei at the bus stop and went to school. since it rained in the early morning, we had the assembly in class. during RP, mrs khoo gave out the option forms. we had to choose our next year subjects, and damn! it is scary. /: the number of express classes had decreased to 4 classes and the subjects are tough! ]: yeah, im confused and worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after RP is science. sadly, mr ng did not come in and teach us. miss tay came in and distributed the science class test on chemical equs. 10/10. haha. [: &amp;amp; miss tay was sweet. she gave each of us encouraging lil notes about life, and i love mine. i believed that this note is something god wants me to have, so did not change to other notes, although the others are much nicer and the words are more encouraging. hahah. fate uh, kw? haha. then, kindda of taught the 4 guys about the chemical equs and yeah, they are rather noisy. HAHAH. no offence aye, guys? [: after science was maths, went through the xinmin paper and was given north vista paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, stayed in class and watched with syamim a movie in philip's some devices. &amp;amp; then, listened to mr.lonely, where is the love &amp;amp; through the rain with sy. yeah, kindda addicted to the first two songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess was history, followed by VE. the summary that i spent almost an hour doing on my sunday afternoon was badly done?! out of 19 points, i have only less than ten points? geess, im really looking at a very bleak future. ]: at 12PM, mrs khoo arranged our tables and yeah, the four of us sit close to one another. :D haha. sadly, everybody has to take home all their stuffs by today. but most of them leave most of their books in class. hahhaa. protested to mrs khoo and she gave way, eventually?? good things i brough those heavy stuffs home alrd. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to bbt. shared peanut butter waffle with kaiwei. while eating, saw three try-to-act-cool-but-cant boys. bleah, they are rly a bother. hahha. who cares anyway.?! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-327616125915060890?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/327616125915060890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/327616125915060890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#327616125915060890' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5350893333745019651</id><published>2008-09-21T19:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:43:27.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;109th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;shout-outs to janzen tiong &amp;amp; choo zi jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BDAE, BROTHER! [: you are 11 alrd. yeah, you &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; an irritating lil brother when you fight with me over the computer and when you provoked me. but you still made me laugh at your silly jokes and your stupid movements. whatever it is, HAPPY BDAE. [: and please, stop fighting with me over the omputer. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to my cute lil cousin too. HAPPY BDAE. sadly, i cant celebrated your big day with you and your family but still wanna say this to you although i know you will never read this. happy bdae and i miss you. :D i see you only once or twice a year? ]: i miss the time when you were young though. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alrights, yea. funny thing both of them were born on the same day, just imagine if they were born in the same year?! man, there will bound to be more fun. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, the day was, so-so. suprisingly, i woke up 7 odd in the early morning. very unusual for i wake up normally eight odd for sundays. prepare myself and off i went for breakfast. since we had an early breakfast, we shopped ard the food place. we had our breakfast in bendemeer. that is the place where i spent most of my time when i was young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mum used to work for second uncle in his shophouse. those days were filled with joy. granny dotes me alot. she watched me grew up from a lil kiddo crawling on the floor to this well-fed teenager. i used to go there so oftenly that it was as though my second home. the neighbours there were very sweet and lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as time went by, things changed from good to bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;soon the place went through transformation and we left the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sadly, we had to part with our lovely neoghbours and abandoned the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;walking down the aisle of that street of shophouses, i remembered vivdly the time when i used to run ard in circle with my used-to-be companion under the hot sun and listening to the hustle and bustle. i missed the 2nd level of the shophse, especially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bleah, enough of my craps. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after breakfast, went for tution. did an english mock paper and stayed in the room from 1145 to 1 PM?! celebrated bro's bdae, once class ended. celebrated brother's bdae &amp;amp; went to collect bro's 2nd cake at CP and home we went. blew the cake during tea-time and studied all the way. ]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then went for a KFC meal and here i am, writting this long post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-5350893333745019651?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5350893333745019651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5350893333745019651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5350893333745019651' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-9168402669137515500</id><published>2008-09-20T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:31:47.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;108th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day at home. boring? it was okay, though. with all those memorising and homework to be done, spare time are lesser.&lt;br /&gt;im pretty worried for my art EOY. i suck big time in art, i have to say. and now, i have to choose between fusion food poster and one-point perspective? damn.&lt;br /&gt;drawing those fast-food's food like burger, cola, are still okay, but this? nah. ]: help?&lt;br /&gt;EOY are coming, readers. ]: and i still have quite alot to go.&lt;br /&gt;well, GOOD LUCK MY FRIENDS. [: PASS WITH FLYING COLORS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: im thinking of the after-exams stuffs alrd? over-excited, you may say. yea, im seriously am. it is going to be WILD. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-9168402669137515500?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/9168402669137515500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/9168402669137515500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#9168402669137515500' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7489691725066837979</id><published>2008-09-19T15:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:12:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNNe48UF58I/AAAAAAAAAME/Jupdel9gILc/s1600-h/yellow_submarine_by_dragonflajka+[A+LIL+VAN].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247642323172845506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNNe48UF58I/AAAAAAAAAME/Jupdel9gILc/s320/yellow_submarine_by_dragonflajka+%5BA+LIL+VAN%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNNeObROQDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Vm1RD-5SJQs/s1600-h/gun_by_ashleykband.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;107th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. tie day. daddy dropped me off one stop before the one infront of school's gate. bleah, had to walk. ]: maybe its good for me? hahah. and i took 4 min 30 s to walk, yet daddy still said in the morning that 1 min will be enough. hahah. 1 min? nah. [: so reached school and met up with sy. then went to the main gate. but mr rafi disallowed us to walk there so, had no choice but to sit infront. after assembly was science. had an enjoyable time during science class. miss tay and mr ng came in. i swear that mr ng is a very very funny and humorous teacher. he teaches science and he teach with humour. he is rly very funny. had a sci chem test. but mr ng helped by refreshing our memories of the chemical eqns. the 'daddy', 'mummy' and 'baby' way of remembering the stuffs are helpful though and he made clear expanations. [: okay, he is fuuny and good.&lt;br /&gt;after an hour of laughter, it was chinese. damn, have homework. ]: then recess. yeah, today was different. the four of us went down for makan. hhaha. then english. boring larh. ]: the class today was very quiet, idk why. /: the ambience was so boring, dull and quiet. the air so still. maybe this is what ppl know as peacefulness? idk. haha. :D &amp;amp; i have 2 summaries. ]: im gonna have a wordy weekend, ppl. ]:&lt;br /&gt;after english was music. today is the due date of the music project, and we did nt do. mr sharin told us to sit outside the library and plan the instruments we want to do. so, yeah, sat down and soon, planned out 4 instruments. [: then went in the library and helped occ, jovan, etc with theirs'. okay, theirs are nice. especially the wind chimes. i like the clear sound. but listening to much of it makes me feel umcomfortable. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;after music was assembly. man, had to sit infront with the crowd and endure with stuffiness and warmness. it was hot. the talk was about cyber world and its bad sides. the videos are funny and the mc is funny, too. everything ended close to 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to bbt to take 119 to CP. so, went to the overhead bridge. and yeah, saw someone again. [: it had been quite a few times we saw him, but so what larh eh? i mean, it means nothing. rly. [: then board 119 to CP. meet up with mummy and bro.&lt;br /&gt;luckily the kopitiam was closed for renovation because in that way, we had a chance to eat jack's place. yummy! [: had the student meal's baked rice. bro had student meal's chicken cutlet and mummy had set lunch. [: okay, it is simply yummy. :D the 2 managers are superb fussy over their workers and pull such long faces. bad managment? maybe. especially that guy manager. whats the big problem with him? scolding his workers over some trivial matters infront of everybody. please larh mister, respect people's pride alright? you can remind that person ltr when the day ends right? /:&lt;br /&gt;after a mm-goood lunch, went to order bro's bdae cake. it looks appealing. [: gonna have a great sunday. :D then went to buy a cup of ice chocolate from cafe galilee. just sth perfect for me to end my day in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and reached home ard 330. nice. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7489691725066837979?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7489691725066837979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7489691725066837979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7489691725066837979' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNNe48UF58I/AAAAAAAAAME/Jupdel9gILc/s72-c/yellow_submarine_by_dragonflajka+%5BA+LIL+VAN%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4730268801399736369</id><published>2008-09-18T14:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:29:44.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNH2D9fFq4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/fAW0y28EFw8/s1600-h/Hit_the_Books_by_ThirstyEye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245588768336770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNH2D9fFq4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/fAW0y28EFw8/s320/Hit_the_Books_by_ThirstyEye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     ITS STUDY TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during RP, there was spot check. yeah, attire check, body check. all those checks just to catch people with 'illegal' stufffs. whats the use for confiscating all those stuffs anyway? /: we were the second class to be called out for the spot check. formed a U shaped at the empty place behind the parade square. mr yan and mr bathiar were practically ramshackling all the boys stuffs. they searched thorougly and mr yan even ordered some to take off their shoes?! for girls,mdm juliana checked us. she was much more better. all of us took out all our stuffs and the three teachers did all the checkings, including body check. /: yeah, alot of phones and stuffs were confiscated. went back class after the spot check and lessons started. we were given the art EOY paper. okay, both questions are difficult! ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4730268801399736369?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4730268801399736369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4730268801399736369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#4730268801399736369' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SNH2D9fFq4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/fAW0y28EFw8/s72-c/Hit_the_Books_by_ThirstyEye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-968723151526659426</id><published>2008-09-17T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:55:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>105th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. the bag is heavy. school was boring. ]: &amp;amp; i dont wish to say more about it.&lt;br /&gt;after school was fun, though. today after school event was 'too tuff to puff'. so, im in hip-hop. yeah, did enjoyed the time. listened to the opening speech of the whole event then went down for exhibition. at first was petty boring, but cheng bo told us some jokes, which sort of lifted up the spirit. then, did all the activities in the exhibitions. after exhibition was hip-hop time. learnt some new stuffs and the dancers are cool. [:&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing ended soon and got food to munched on and drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boring-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-968723151526659426?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/968723151526659426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/968723151526659426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#968723151526659426' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6192501258425291995</id><published>2008-09-16T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:56:16.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SM-QOoSUcHI/AAAAAAAAALk/pUud2Vr8dLw/s1600-h/Birthday_cake_by_LittleFantasy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246570671916740722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SM-QOoSUcHI/AAAAAAAAALk/pUud2Vr8dLw/s320/Birthday_cake_by_LittleFantasy.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;104th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first of all, a happy bdae to Mr lee, spore's minister mentor. he is 85 today. happy bdae, once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited at the school bus stop for kaiwei with shuying. spotted yanling. school. it started off with science. cant rmb what we did for that one hour. then PE. played badminton instead, for half an hour. recess, makan. maths, did exam paper. then chinese. did workbook, workbook, workbook and workbook. then english. ppl show-ed and tell-ed. boring. ~ the whole day is so boring. ]: no jokes, no fun, no humor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr have too tuff too puff programme. im in hip-hop. okay, i know im bad in this catergory, so i don know if im going to enjoy it anot. again, im not with the gals, but im with amilia. thanks god. if not, im going to drown in bordness, why.? cause im going to be lonely from the afternoon to 430 PM. sad aye.? yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after school. went to approach miss tay. finally i got the hang of the chemical equations. [: finally. still, i need to practice more cause i may just let them all slip off me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will stop here. once again. happy bdae, Mr Lee. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6192501258425291995?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6192501258425291995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6192501258425291995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6192501258425291995' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SM-QOoSUcHI/AAAAAAAAALk/pUud2Vr8dLw/s72-c/Birthday_cake_by_LittleFantasy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5492645969778724855</id><published>2008-09-15T18:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:34:18.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SM4_NqizwkI/AAAAAAAAALU/Nhr8PEqGWzM/s1600-h/Private_Property_by_Solau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246200119924343362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="292" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SM4_NqizwkI/AAAAAAAAALU/Nhr8PEqGWzM/s320/Private_Property_by_Solau.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 103th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ytd night was wonderful. went up to gran's hse to celebrate mooncake festival. i miss her so. and yeah, she was delighted to see us too. [: had steamboat. delicious! although the food was nt abolone,scallop etc but veg, fish, sotong etc, i still love it. the bond was there, even though it was only a few of us, the feeling to have everybody sitting around that rectangular dinning table is warming, everybody talking and i grabbed the chance to sit to 1st aunt. she is cute. gran said, 'aiyo, so hot, the both of your(me and aunt) dont sit so close together larh' of cos in chinese. and aunt said, 'aiyo, nvm larh. its not like we everyday get to sit so close to each other.' hahah. how sweet. [: the steamboat was yummy and gran's chilli was HOT. nah, i did nt eat that, but everyone said the chilli is extremely spicy. hahah. cleared the able and had fruits and ice-cream. yummy. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to stay longer for the hongkong show aunt was watching, mom said we had to go. oh, sad. ]: i long to step into that hse again and soon. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sent uncle and wife home and home sweet home. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fine. im pretty sensitive to some stuffs, and yeah, i blew up when i saw those stuffs. /: over-reacting.? maybe. but i apologized. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school. bleah. we had morning assembly in class as the sky was dark. so read the paper. the IN session. crush? haha. &amp;amp; kaiwei and i were laughing so crazily over it. haha. :D then was science. slept all the way through. not much was listening. but im still fretting over chemical equations.? silly? then was maths. recess. history. madam fauziah and mr tan came in. mr tan scolded us about the projects and gave us a piece of his mind. 1100 AM went to computer lab for some survey. we were told to write a story about the school. &amp;amp; ali was unplugging the computer's wire. /: haha. went back to class at 1200PM. mr teo let us watched ALVIN &amp;amp; THE CHIPMUNKS. they are very very sute, especially when they sing and thedoir (idk how to spell, sry) is very cute, okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was only a seat away. haha, [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-5492645969778724855?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5492645969778724855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5492645969778724855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5492645969778724855' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SM4_NqizwkI/AAAAAAAAALU/Nhr8PEqGWzM/s72-c/Private_Property_by_Solau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6073561236445141404</id><published>2008-09-14T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:23:53.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMy6GEQ4PmI/AAAAAAAAALM/U1F1AYN2EX4/s1600-h/walkingontherailroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245772279366303330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMy6GEQ4PmI/AAAAAAAAALM/U1F1AYN2EX4/s320/walkingontherailroad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;102th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tution. before tution was breakfast, duh. haha. it was nice. then was tution. it started of late, 1030. had some mooncakes, yummy. [: 1230, lunch. &lt;em&gt;mee soto&lt;/em&gt;. doubly yummy &amp;amp; the potato cutlet was mm-good. [: then second tution. everything ended at 1330. went home. shuying rang me up during the way home. &amp;amp; we had some chit-chat. haha. im missing the potato cutlet, people. [:  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;period. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6073561236445141404?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6073561236445141404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6073561236445141404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6073561236445141404' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMy6GEQ4PmI/AAAAAAAAALM/U1F1AYN2EX4/s72-c/walkingontherailroad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6701919001114002585</id><published>2008-09-13T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:21:25.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMuwJqr8M5I/AAAAAAAAALE/ZPvLFVYxFSk/s1600-h/grassland_by_faust21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245479871126975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMuwJqr8M5I/AAAAAAAAALE/ZPvLFVYxFSk/s320/grassland_by_faust21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMuuzvaJoMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/36qpd9pdrac/s1600-h/gun_by_ashleykband.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;101th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;readers, im taking too much time now. i spent too much time using this computer and i spent too lil time with hwk and revision. bad.? idk. i studied in the morning and a short time in the afternoon. it is never enough. like what dad said, there is never enough time for revison, etc. ]: less than two weeks time and it is EOY. im scared. scared of the future. scared of what will happen when time reach 2009. im too afraid to even think to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tution tmr. im looking forward for it. abnormal.? haha. im missing alot of things now. im missing the time in sentosa, the SLAT, my lil nephews, esp the one in the western side &amp;amp; that two i long to see so much, &amp;amp; im missing my lil aunt too. im hoping so so much that i could do some baking with her. ]: rly. maybe these will all be fulfilled when EOY is over.? but that will be the time of seperation and the revealtion of my fear. im scared, rly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only i could know what will happen nxt year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6701919001114002585?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6701919001114002585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6701919001114002585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6701919001114002585' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMuwJqr8M5I/AAAAAAAAALE/ZPvLFVYxFSk/s72-c/grassland_by_faust21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4613499891507754633</id><published>2008-09-12T14:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:36:29.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMoXjIGS_NI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZjDEVQuJdn8/s1600-h/Rear_View_Sunset_by_anahaydee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245030608263118034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMoXjIGS_NI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZjDEVQuJdn8/s320/Rear_View_Sunset_by_anahaydee.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 100th &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday. took the long walk with kaiwei and met up with co. assembly was boring. science. at first, we were told to stay in the canteen. still thought no science, but cher came and taught us chemical equation. it looks bleakly. ]: im having difficulties absorbing the way of answering this topic and its tough. /: then was mother tongue. duan lao shi fired-up. she was, wow. yeap, mad because class was noisy. rushed to complete the hist project which was supposed to be due today. sadly, time was never enough. we had no time to complete the project, thus brought home to do. ]: hopefully she collects on monday. ]: then was english. finally, the sit next to me is taken up. [: by shuying. and, we were giggling and laughing practically for the whole entire hour. and i dont even know why, sometimes. /: haha. after english was music. damn, we have another project. ]: then, CTFT. show-ed &amp;amp; tell-ed. finally, i got back my kite-runner. [: thanks. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4613499891507754633?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4613499891507754633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4613499891507754633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#4613499891507754633' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMoXjIGS_NI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZjDEVQuJdn8/s72-c/Rear_View_Sunset_by_anahaydee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1757058087928055884</id><published>2008-09-10T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:36:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMerywrhvVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4LGTXO_3dM4/s1600-h/Sunglasses_2_by_dagelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244349179645508946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMerywrhvVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4LGTXO_3dM4/s320/Sunglasses_2_by_dagelo.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maths and chinese were boring. ]: english, was even more boring. still, that seat next to me is still empty. ]: please, just let anyone sit there. its like so damn boring. ]: learnt letter writing, anw. recess. went for makan. then was CTFT. no teacher came in, so slacked at the back of the class. listened to philip's dont know what thing. but that thing play music and yeah, listened to them for that 30 min class. the songs inside are nice. [: and also &lt;em&gt;cope &lt;/em&gt;MnMs from wn. haha. had a hard time asking for that okay.? haha. but, thanks. [:&lt;br /&gt;then lit. for once, i enjoyed miss yee's lit class. yes, i enjoyed it. [: why? cause she was totally, absolutely, very funny. she said sth that happened to her, which happened to be a prank her secondary school classmates or who so ever played on her and another thing that happened to her colleugue in chueng cheng school. HAHA. the techer from that chueng cheng school had a fuuny experience, i think. haha. but what so funny was her every move and actions she made when she was telling us the about the incidents. haha. okay, she is rly very dramatic and funny. she rly expressed those feelings and emotions that happened at that time those incidents happened and in a very dramatic way! haha. miss yee, you are so fuuny. :D&lt;br /&gt;then geo. hmm. gt scolded from teacher. ]: cher came in. she fixed her coommy. since we had nth to do, kaiwei and i chit chat. then i told her sth about the cher and that actress from channel U, 7 o clock show. and yeah, it was funny. but what to do.? i mean, since it was sth funny, we had no choice but to laugh right? and since laughing is contagious, we keep on laughing and laughing. then, cher's coommy was fixed. she walked past us to switch iff the lights. than she stop infront of our desks, abruptly. she scolded us. ]: for laughing non-stop in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended. headed to 7-11 and munched on kit-kat. 'have a break, have a kit-kat' haha. the sentence. :D ya, its nice, no doubt, but it adds on to my weight. ]: seriously! /: then bus-ed home in the new 119. haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1757058087928055884?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1757058087928055884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1757058087928055884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1757058087928055884' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMerywrhvVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4LGTXO_3dM4/s72-c/Sunglasses_2_by_dagelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4066537005213690030</id><published>2008-09-09T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:45:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was pathetic. RP and science were still okayy. it was PE that was bad. what happened was this. mr mus did nt come. so we were informed to assemble at th basketball court. when we gt there, we saw no teacher, so we thought we could do our own things, thats why we went to the fitness corner. then amilia came and said teacher wants us to be at the basketball court. and damn! the teacher was mr lau. yeah, we were punished. why did he nt come earlier and give us instructions to us.? wth. and the punishment was to walk around the school field and does he know how muddy the field was.? after one round and out of that field, our shoes were like, covered with mud and mine was terrible.! totally pissed off. /: but the funny thing was, there were quite number of us and two of us were syamim and philip. and the funny thing was, they were like walking so so slow. slow in a way that when we almost reached that cher, they were still one end away from us! hahaha. a sweet walk.? hahaha. one hour went past quickly and we spent the recess time cleaning our shoes. after we makan. haha. then maths, MT and english. nah, today was boring. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4066537005213690030?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4066537005213690030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4066537005213690030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#4066537005213690030' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4319696335559595011</id><published>2008-09-08T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:44:34.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so today is the first day of term four. it was perfect. why.? cause song wei neng was aching my stomach. he was telling us funny and very hilarious craps that make the 3 of us laugh out loud! [: huh.? &lt;em&gt;fei yong jun&lt;/em&gt; arh? with 40-60 yrs old pigs? HAHAHA. adding to the humor, the three of us just made those stuffs he said more ridiculous and yeah, more funny. [: then during recess, he said all those gross stuff about the food and cracked up some more ridiculous stuffs again. hahah. eh, you are rly a joker larh! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess was history. so, madam fauziah opened a short &lt;em&gt;concert&lt;/em&gt; of hers, again. no offence. /: she said there was a project that was supposed to be handed in today.?! most of us did nt know a single thing about this and she scold us back. yeah, yeah, she was angry. but in the end, she still extended the due date to a longer date. i guess. better settle myself down and switch to study mode uh.? after hist was VE. mrs khoo arranged our seats. in the end, im sitting alone. lets just hope that the seat will be taken up. i hate to seat alone. so lonely. hahha. behind me is edwin and imran. next to the empty sit is ali and yanling. next to me, jovan. so lets just say that there will be some noise around me. hahah. no offence larh. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school. grabbed a cup of honey green tea. cant follow yanling to CP, so went home.  and im here typing all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4319696335559595011?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4319696335559595011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4319696335559595011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#4319696335559595011' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-562916095688920650</id><published>2008-09-07T13:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:32:32.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;damn. im seriously very tired. ytd, i slept until half way through and i suddenly was wide awake.?! tossing here and there was toally hopeless. listening to 987 was nt successful too. and i prayed to god. it help a lil, i guess. /: woke up at 9 AM, and dad said we will be going out to have breakfast before going for tution. and i was like omg, im running out of time. but in the end,was able to reach aunt's hse on time. but uncle was busy repairing his TV so english tution was cancelled. /: spent the whole morning sitting in the living rm, playing with issac. yeah, he sure have strong legs. and his so adorable. [: its was kindda of boring there. ]: then history tution. it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to sleep on the way back. but i guess th bed is still a better place for me uh.? :D&lt;br /&gt;[suddenly, im thinking of christmas and CNY. hahah. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rly very hard to find a skin that you like in the net okay.? i've been searching for days but i still cant find one that i like. the previous one, which i channged ytd, i dont rly like it. so i searched for a new one today, the problem is either i dont like it or it has been alrd use by other ppl.? pathetic uh.? and this skin, when there are photo posted, the border will disappear. just what had went wrong. ]: its rly very frustrating. thats all that can be said. and yeah, im pissed off and srly upset. ]:&lt;br /&gt;tmr is sch reopen. it will be grt to see my fellow mates and yeah, theres bound to have hw. well, better to be occupied rather than sit here and rot. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to holidays and hello, SCHOOL. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243240533028543250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMO7fCMYmxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DemkCRpJBos/s320/books__by_charliddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                              lets be nerdy for tmr aye.? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243239980998611010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMO6-5uMUEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JxeOtQCYWRw/s320/When_I_Say_Stop_by_boraboras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     see the world go past you, the stationary standing object&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-562916095688920650?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/562916095688920650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/562916095688920650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#562916095688920650' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SMO7fCMYmxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DemkCRpJBos/s72-c/books__by_charliddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8673001329754246556</id><published>2008-09-05T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:54:14.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyo readers. [: spet holidays are coming to an end aye.? this means that we will soon had to stuck out face onto the pages of those books and keep our minds on those works. ]: good thang i completed all the homework and im left with these few days to enjoy to the holidays to the max. but i doubt so. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;nah, nothing more to continue this short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all smiles aye. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to play 'it's all about you' on guitar. and damn! it is so damn hard. ]: but, i keen to learn it well. cause this song is too loveable. [: guess i had to continue practice uh.? and not those ordinary practice, but hard practice. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8673001329754246556?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8673001329754246556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8673001329754246556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8673001329754246556' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4363440449824893252</id><published>2008-09-04T08:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:36:33.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good morning, early readers. :D&lt;br /&gt;the science class was cancelled. dad said 'good thing what, no need to go back to school.' HAHAHA. miss tan sent the cancel-class msg at 0007.?! forget about it. since class was cancelled, stayed home. and im hoping there will be things for me to post later on. /:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i indeed had a great afternoon. even though it was just a less than two hours shopping spree with mum in white sands, i still find it enjoyable. :D&lt;br /&gt;so left hse at 2.30 and took 88 to WS. had a little chat with mum and i now the story of my youngest uncle and his wife. ohh.they are sweet. [: reached 88 within half an hour since it is only a short bus ride. once we reach the mall, first shop we enter is the WATTS IN shop. this shop sells a wide variety of earrings and they are seldom seen on the streets. no doubt, i and mum gt ourself some and yeah, im very happy about that. so is she, espacially that black one. she knows why. [: after the earrings, we shopped around the mall. nah, bought nth else. that earring shope attracted most of our attention. the others were just so-so. left the place around 3.45? and took bus home. nah, it was a single deck bus. yeah, i dont like single bus deck bus. pampered uh.? hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a short bus ride, i landed home. :D&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242113303569679362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SL-6RpOexAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iYR7Jl04UlQ/s320/dougie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;DOUGIE POYNTER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIPS OF ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey why you calling me so late?&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now.&lt;br /&gt;Honey why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;Is everything okay?&lt;br /&gt;I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved onI&lt;br /&gt;t's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, I've dreamt of you too&lt;br /&gt;And does he know you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;Will it start a fight&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think she has a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey why you calling me so late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bro aye, for helping me find this song. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4363440449824893252?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4363440449824893252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4363440449824893252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#4363440449824893252' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SL-6RpOexAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iYR7Jl04UlQ/s72-c/dougie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3754249079820731387</id><published>2008-09-03T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:38:01.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i feel lucky and i sense luckiness. hahaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 0700 to see a msg from miss tan. she changed the time of the class to 9 AM in the early.?! had a morning chit chat with kaiwei aye.? haha. after the chit chat, i realised i have not much time left and i rushed here amd there and i bumped into a number of things. haha. clumsy uh.? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left hse for the day at 0830 and reached the meeting place, bbt. first thing i saw was that grp of ppl outside 7-11. having breakfast eh.? hahah. :D bought myself and shuying a big bottle of HL chocolate milk. yuck.! it taste weird okay.? it taste abit salty. hahah. actually wanna share with the other two, but one did nt come, one did nt want to drink. since it taste weird and the two of us cant finish, in it went to the dustbin. waste eh.? still left alot larh. haha. class was okay. and it ended at 1030. as usual, went to bbt and met up with yanling and co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stood around for awhile as we were discussing about the after-school plans. and yeah, that was when and where lady luck is shining on us. finally we decided to go CP, again, yeah, its three consecutive days to there people,! haha. so stood at the staircase for the last goodbyes. then, all of a sudden, kaiwei freaked out. and yeah, it is rather resonable she responded that way, because we saw one unexpected person. yeap, we quickly and immediately rushed up behind him, to the other side of the overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;as lady luck was shining on us, DS board the same bus as us. hahah. over-board uh.? hahaa. he alighted infront of my primary school and everything went as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, arrived at CP. had fish &amp;amp; chunks. sorry arh, occ. no offence. :D dont see that it is just a small pack of food okay.?its is filling. roamed around CP and went home soon. board 119. since mum wana buy sth for dad so he could whip up some nice stuff for us during dinner, i tagged along. :D&lt;br /&gt;left HM around 3 odd.? i insisted that we take 62. and yeah, it brought me some joy. dont wish to continue, readers. [: let this be sth that is kept within the four or five of us larh,okay.? hhaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, came home and the battle for computer between bro and me started again. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3754249079820731387?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3754249079820731387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3754249079820731387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3754249079820731387' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-898042448813339107</id><published>2008-09-02T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:46:13.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey readers. bored aye.? good thang, im out of house, bad thang, there is nothing but using commy or hook up on a good book in this library. yeap, im in CP, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out of  words, you know.? nvm.&lt;br /&gt;had 1901 and it was awfully uncomfortable to be eating with people you dont know. and adding to the hardness, those people are different gender from you.? its tough and no doubt, i ate in pressure. they are people from sengkang sec and these 4 boys sure have big appeitite. who cares larh eh.? hahha. luckily i had bro with me. hahaha. but, it is just so uncomfortable. anti-social.? hahaha. rubbish.! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time ticking away, guess i had to leave this seat uh.? maybe will post later, maybe will not. sometimes, things are just so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybecontinue, [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-898042448813339107?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/898042448813339107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/898042448813339107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#898042448813339107' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6718616764906237004</id><published>2008-09-01T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:57:02.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of the sept hols. you people enjoying.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to CP and yeah, let me tell you all, i spot the stuffs i wanna buy there and then. [: im delighted by the fact that CP sell them and, im soon gonna make them my own possesions. :D and good thing is mom said, its okay to buy. bingo mummy.! and thanks eh. [: one of the thing i long to buy is now in my hands already. i saw this spongerbob keychain, and its filled with mini beans thingy or whatever it is used to filled up spongebob. i love it so. [: it is cute and yeah, i feel great that i bought one. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was okay, i guess. at least im not so bored, you know. i got things for myself to do, but when i grew tired of it, bordeness filled me up. even my once a upon time addiction, my commy, is no longer an addiction already.! ]: sad eh.? it does nt give me that much of satisfaction i need to overcome my level of boredness. maybe i need to start to find other addiction eh.? eating is defintly nt an option. rly. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;bad news friends, miss tan said there are things for us to do in asknlearn. sad aye.? ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have nth to post about the day already, readers.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully im gonna have a good day tmr, for whatever activities it has for me. maybe a surprise.? hahah. im imagining again. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6718616764906237004?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6718616764906237004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6718616764906237004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6718616764906237004' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2813559930798504300</id><published>2008-08-31T20:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:42:38.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey readers. [:&lt;br /&gt;changed my blog songs, so please listen to them and appreciate them. [: the first one is nice. i found some nice songs by hilary and one song by reliant.k. so do stay longer to listen to them, before i change to sth different. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tuition, although im very tires. me, dad and bro practically spent today together, with the absence of mom. had breakfast in bendemeer's food place, and yeah, the prawn noddle there are superb. the uncle and his wife are one sweet couple. [: after breakfast, went to aunt's hse. and i love issac so so much. and his cuteness is unresistable. :D chiara is having high fever, now in hospital. poor thang eh.? so young and had to endure all those pain. i feel for her, although she can be quite a pompous kiddo sometimes. i dont mean to say that, but she is really quite a kid. rly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything, went home. tidy up the table.&lt;br /&gt;its quite a boring day. nothing out of the extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE'S WATCHING OVER ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found myself today Oh I found myself and ran away&lt;br /&gt;Something pulled me back The voice of reason I forgot I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is you're not here to say What you always used to say&lt;br /&gt;But it's written in the sky tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark, I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen that ray of light And it's shining on my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Shining all the time And I wont be afraid To follow everywhere it's taking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is yesterday is gone And right now I belong&lt;br /&gt;To this moment to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what people say&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't matter how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself and you'll fly high&lt;br /&gt;And it only matters how true you are&lt;br /&gt;Be true to yourself and follow your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I won't give up No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong Even when it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;That someone's watching over&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2813559930798504300?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2813559930798504300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2813559930798504300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2813559930798504300' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6661644502773645186</id><published>2008-08-30T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:44:18.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly i wanna wish JOVAN NEO A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! [: so, it is his bdae today. woke up 7 in the morning and left hse around 9.15 AM. reach kw's hse at 9.45 like that and we were late.! /: reached ec's hse close to 11 and sat in there, watching the boys played play station. since we planned to have breakfast in prata hse, we skipped breakfast, i think. cant resist the hunger we had, so left there for the prata hse and started eating there only when it was close to noon time. so, i guess it is a brunch.? hahah. so ate and left there for serangoon mrt station. board mrt and headed for harbour front. we wanted to take monorail to sentosa at first, but in the end, we took the bus there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached sentosa, walked to the beach. wanted to sit the tram. /: well, its a short walk anyway. once we reaches the beach, we started climbing the rockss. okay, it is very fun and it was a rocky walk. climbed those rocks and went to a place where we were away for the crowd, near the sea side. the whole grp of us sat there and enjoyed the breeze. awesome. and sure, we snapped some pfotos, and also with bdae boy. soon, alyssa &amp;amp; co came and, thanks to her, we went near the waters. we actually climbed down the rocks and let the water splash onto our feet. the feeling is great. and i love the breeze and quietness. its really very relaxing. soon, we went back to the beach. but went back to the rocky place again. this time round only sy, kw, me and imran. went even closer to water than before and again, relaxed. time speed off, and it was 3 odd. back to the beach and time for the sand. [: the most fun part was when we pulled jovan to the sand and bury him with all those sand. the boys placed those sticks and bottle caps on his a-hem.?! horny aye.? hhaa. of course, sand went into his eyes, mouth and ears. things got serious and he went down to the sea to wash the sand off. the sky cried, just on time for us to leave. everyone went to the toilet to wash up, to have a shelter above their head since the sky was crying pretty badly. it was terrible. all of us were dirty and sandy and we dont even have towels for washing. we got to buy towels and the toilet was packed with people. but, got ourself clean for the time being and headed for vivo. after discussion, we headed to swenses. rich people uh.? hahah. the price for the whole dinner was WOW, rly. had baked rice and the total was 250.11. hahaha, the funds we had was nt enough and everyone had to chip in. pathetic uh.? hahahaa. but it was a filling and good dinner after all. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time was ticking away. had to leave vivo and go home. we took mrt straight after dinner. had some neck attacking while on the way to mrt staion aye.? haha. imran was hitting hardly on some of our neck and unfortunatly, i was one of them. his ' iron-made' hand, no offence aye imran, haha, hit the back of my neck. my skin was nt affected but it was the bone that gt hurt. and yeah, i shouted as a response. and he gt his butt kicked by me. hahaha. :D  violence uh.? hahaha. board the mrt and had to stand for the entire trip. my legs were aching alrights.? /: boys alighted at kovan, kw, sy &amp;amp; kelly alighted at hougang. that left me, alone. what to do.? so, took lrt home, bathed and im here, typing my day here in blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very tired and my legs are sching, no doubt. but i love today. hahaah. [: its just plain fun. and my leg, are red already.! hahaha. chao-tar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;all these went well, yeah. but miss tan missed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, readers. from now on to god knows when, i will not post any photos her. i lost my usb cable. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6661644502773645186?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6661644502773645186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6661644502773645186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6661644502773645186' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1729570723372024457</id><published>2008-08-29T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:36:39.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED TEACHER'S DAY TO ALL THOSE TEACHERS OUT THERE.! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we mostly did for today's lessons was preparing the board for ms tan. the first lesson was science. learnt chemical equation and i know nothing about it.! so, stood infront of the white board and tried my hardest to absorb what the cher had said. while im up there, kaiwei and yanling were teaching some of the boys to fold hearts. hahah. and when i came back, my table was in a terrible mess. /: and there were alot of hearts on it too. hahaah. cleared the table and it was chinese. i was concentrating on my lil nt that i wanted to give ms tan. yeah, i was nt listening to what duan lao shi had said and leaved the workbook undone. bad uh.? haha. will do during the sept hols. dont worry. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil nts were given to the class and they started to write messages to ms tan. milia and co drew theirs so perfectly and beautifully.! really. [: i wrote alot of things on mine and yaling did pretty much of calculation aye.? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.40 AM, we went down to the hall for teacher's day celebration. it was a good one, in general. some were just awesome. like what ahmara (sry, idk how to spell her name) and friends performed with electric guitar. what really left me with the most memories was this upper sec guy and his friend who played drums, electric guitar, bass guitar and piano. this guy sang 'cant take my eyes of you' and one more song, but i forgot the title. he totally rocked the whole hall of students and teachers and he sang as though he is in his own concert. haha. serious. he strut down the red carpet, dedicated some words to ms foo and made all of us went high.! he is really very brave and it was great watching him perform. [: then, the time came where teachers were invited up to the stage. when it was mrs khoo's turn o go up the stage, the 8 of us practically screamed our head off! hahhaa. we cheered so so loud that when i was in the middle of yl, sy and kw, i could feel the screms pierce through my ear drums and i could nt care any more that i join in too. hahaha. it was cool man.! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left school after the concert which was 12.30 PM. we had to squezze in madam low's car and when i was extremely grumpy when i was told that 6 ppl, excluding herself, had to sit in a 5 sit-ters car. and yeah, i was so grumpy that even myself can feel that and i guess my grumpiness was all written over my face. nowadays im always having mood swing, and it is really very annoying and irritating. but, got over it and reach there wothin 30 mins. had a filling lunch and went to the second level of the convention hall. and shyte.! i had to sit on the front two rows because im representing our groups and it is very scary okay.? especially when i had to go up stage to recieve the cert. and damn, i lost my usb cable. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to HM to complete the board and left the place around 6.03 PM. saw cc in the bus and i was shcoked to see him there and i cant stop laughing. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;i can wait for tmr. tmr is that day of nth but fun.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1729570723372024457?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1729570723372024457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1729570723372024457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1729570723372024457' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5582016529442877843</id><published>2008-08-27T17:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:35:44.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my 1st medal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gt my very first medal, today, 270808, in serangoon secondary school's parade square. we were forth for SLAT. :D after all those runnings, im pround of it. haha. so, in assembly, yu cong went to take the prize and thats how my medal came. mrs diva did nt come again, so we were free for half an hour. mrs or madam goh came. she is a teacher i did nt like and most probably will nt like. then was chinese and english. show and tell. and syamim, you are really a joker and you really made everyone laughed okay.? my. ~ haha. so, this was what had happen. show and tell started off with yanling to kaiwei. after kaiwei was zakir and syamim. before english, syamim told kw that he wanted to show and tell about her gummy hamburger which weineng gave. he even rehersed it infront of us. but, when it was his turn, yeah, even though he put the hambuger in his shirt pocket, he showed and tell-ed about mrs khoo instead. daring.? hahaa. he said she was something precious, and alot more sweet words. and he said alot of things that made the whole class, including mrs khoo, laughed till the tummy ached. well, for mine. haha. guess he will get some marks for those praising words aye.? hahah. you are really very funny and that character of yours is in your blood. [: after english was recess then CTFT. free period. then lit and geo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school had ended, board 136 to bbt to take bus to shuying's house, as it was raining for the rehersals of tmr's science competition. it was raining cats and dog and when we reached the bbt over head bridge, the chij's kiddos were released. so stood around the bridge and watched how imran, zakir and ali disturbed the kiddos. and thanks aye, imran, for those MnM, etc chocolates. [: haha. our bus came and on we go. in the bus, the air is monumentally cold and in the bus, it was noisy. the little indian boys were grumbling over some water that had somehow wet them or whatever business they had in the bus and thinking as though they are at their own bus. /: alighted one stop before sy's hse the busstop to have lunch. reached her hse at 3 odd. shocking-ly late.? but, we did nt rehersed. bad.? haha. we surf the net instead and laughed at some ridiculously-described pictures. the laughing lasted for what seem like a long time and kaiwei and i almost laughed at everything. seeing everything as though they are some very funny thing, things that were able to make us laughed crazily. left sy's hse at 4.30. thanks for those MnMs. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a serious addiction of chocolates nowadays. trust me, i am. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239169099985571714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SLVEicLXz4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q8h7upZaIrE/s320/DSC07554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FIRST MEDAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-5582016529442877843?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5582016529442877843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5582016529442877843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5582016529442877843' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SLVEicLXz4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q8h7upZaIrE/s72-c/DSC07554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3898122670316867700</id><published>2008-08-26T17:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:31:22.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ATTENTION, ALL 2EDs WHO WILL BE GOING FOR THIS SATURDAY CELEBRATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VENUE OF THE CELEBRATION: SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIME: 4 PM (PLEASE BE ON TIME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MEET AT THE ENTRANCE OF SENTOSA AND WE WILL PICK YOU GUYS FROM THERE ONCE YOU ALL REACH THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BRING: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$5 TMR&lt;/span&gt;, TO CONTRIBUTE FOR THE CELEBRATION AND ON THAT DAY, BRING SPARE CLOTHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR MORE INFO, CALL ME OR SY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, we were being called up by mr lau, through regina, who was shouting when she was informing us. so malu.~ mr lau called us up as we did not attend guitar ytd, so he gave us detention, which started at 2 in the afternoon. after assembly, it was science. nothing special. PE, same old thing. recess. maths, mrs diva did nt come, so discussed the this saturday celebration. then MT. had listening comprehension and im very sleepy during that one hour. my.~ then was english. nah, mrs khoo talked about SA2 instead. we were given the time table for SA2 and it will start in less than a month time. what.? CA2 ended not long ago and another exam is just around the corner.? heeyy, its stress-ful okay.? ]: so, mrs khoo told us things about sec 3. school ended at 1 odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking to find mr lau, we pass by the library. lets just say something happen and i dont wish to talk in details about it. lols. but that particular thing told me that, what's yours is yours and let nature take its course. eh kw.? haha. so, during detention, we were told to sit next to the HOD room and read our book. so read the book and it is nice. haha. :D watch the boys fool around and we just chit-ted chat-ted, cant possibly sit there and gaze into the air right.? haha. saw madam low and she said science competition will be on thursday and friday instead of wednesday and thursday. that means that i cant make it back to my primary school for teachers' day. how sad.! i mean, i did nt go back last yr, this yr, im so looking forward for the trip back to my school and now, this hope is crashed.! guess im just so fate-less with nsps uh.? lets just face this fact. maybe next time will be better. hahah, so much of self-consoling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr lau released us at 2.55 and home we went.&lt;br /&gt;just now daddy said my phone bill is over limit and it is the second time. gt reprimanded and was told that if there is a third time, i can kiss goodbye to my phone once my contract is over. ]: guess i had to control eh? fine. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, readers. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3898122670316867700?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3898122670316867700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3898122670316867700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3898122670316867700' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1023278576243496454</id><published>2008-08-25T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:36:55.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally im done with my music, in my blog. im totally so pissed off when the commy keeps on get stuck in the middle when im preparing the songs for my blog. haiyo.~ /: never mind about it. since that now its alright. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school.&lt;br /&gt;mrs khoo is officially our class, 2ed's form teacher. i had to say, she is a good teacher. and she is humourous and another thing is, she lives in sengkang area and her daughter has a very unique name. cool or what.?lols. so, school started with science. miss tan is no longer our teacher, so a lady came in, i guess she is a trainee.? i hope she will nt be our permanent science teacher. /: so, she taught balancing equations, with some difficulties. then was maths. mrs diva has changed. from what i see. haha. i mean, she kindda become kind and decreased her naggy level. lols. then recess. then history. once again, history repeats itself again. one hour of screaming past and it was VE. mrs khoo came in and she asked things regarding the class and she allowed us to discuss our own stuffs, but the time was taken away from us. ]: as we were too noisy, she called us back to our seats and talk about our homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after VE, school ended. went to HM. lunch in mac and then we were caught up in some situation. well, im not gonna talk much about it. after that, went to CP. bought carrots for HE practical then went to library. wanted to slack there, but, we were suddenly informed something about guitar. we were in a delimma. but all was settled and all thanks to yanling. [: drank a cup of ice chocolate in cafe galilee and i have to say this, people, try it. it may not be the best compared to others, but at least it can satisfise your tummy and mouth for that period of time. [: because they are just so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, left CP at 3.21, i think, with kaiwei. in the bus, she keeps on laughing at thosepassengers on the bus. haha. guess that this phrase, or whatever it is suppose to be, 'LAUGHING IS CONTAGIOUS' ,is prety true uh.? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1023278576243496454?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1023278576243496454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1023278576243496454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1023278576243496454' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1963484094057653043</id><published>2008-08-24T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:50:51.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had to confess that i can be pretty restless and lazy at times and they just come and go without any reasons. are these known as emotinal changes.? well, if they are, then they sucks big time. hahha. pardon me for typing in this way. [: and i can predict that my commy may spoil one of this days. the screen keeps on changing its color. /:&lt;br /&gt;so, tution. well, its alright. learnt a common phrase, that is, beauty exist in the eyes of the beholder. nice phrase. [: wanna know the meaning.? find it out yourself. haha. :D after lunch, went to TM. to change our telly's remote control. shop around and my eyes fall upon some stuffs and im thinking of owning them all. hahha. left there and went to buy things for dinner and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short post for this rainy day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1963484094057653043?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1963484094057653043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1963484094057653043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1963484094057653043' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3833558992909951899</id><published>2008-08-23T12:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:25:21.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-NvjbTS9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/8r1utTRBUOI/s1600-h/DSC07553.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pictures of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-PX2Yp_NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mMbipvwoDco/s1600-h/DSC07646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237562531553869010" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-Niz5pIqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3yqSiHwSjRA/s320/DSC07551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus no 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-NRiAQg8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/FLwHgj54TJQ/s1600-h/DSC07549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237560223980356546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-NRiAQg8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/FLwHgj54TJQ/s320/DSC07549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the bus to HM no 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-M_yalBiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/U6Y1szLM20I/s1600-h/DSC07548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237559919148074530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-M_yalBiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/U6Y1szLM20I/s320/DSC07548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kaiwei, my laughing partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MyKyUrHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LYzZr0TklVs/s1600-h/DSC07546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237559685171948658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MyKyUrHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LYzZr0TklVs/s320/DSC07546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MkO3pjaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/K4EcTldzD7M/s1600-h/DSC07545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237559445749861794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MkO3pjaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/K4EcTldzD7M/s320/DSC07545.JPG" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the toillet no 1. sorry arh, kaiwei. some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part of your face gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i still dont know why you laughed so crazily &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the toilet. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MaNqeFjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5HdObnFjQQw/s1600-h/DSC07543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237559273627457074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MaNqeFjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5HdObnFjQQw/s320/DSC07543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-LmPKyS1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vljkRhEoPAQ/s1600-h/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the toilet no 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im on the ground, kw on the toilwt bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MNuq_h2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/28svkuu7uW8/s1600-h/DSC07542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237559059149719394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-MNuq_h2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/28svkuu7uW8/s320/DSC07542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-LmPKyS1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vljkRhEoPAQ/s1600-h/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the toilet no 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-LmPKyS1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vljkRhEoPAQ/s1600-h/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237558380678237010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-LmPKyS1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vljkRhEoPAQ/s320/DSC07540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-LmPKyS1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vljkRhEoPAQ/s1600-h/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-LmPKyS1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vljkRhEoPAQ/s1600-h/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the toilet no 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-L8ig3v5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QowdtUG6uhY/s1600-h/DSC07541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237558763828264850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-L8ig3v5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QowdtUG6uhY/s320/DSC07541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the toilet no 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3833558992909951899?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3833558992909951899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3833558992909951899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3833558992909951899' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK-PX2Yp_NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mMbipvwoDco/s72-c/DSC07646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6005835929690506792</id><published>2008-08-22T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:41:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e-learning day.&lt;br /&gt;went to school to do the quizzes and they are goddamn hard okay.? and me and kaiwei did not bring paper, pen and calculator. so, we were kindda of stuck in the maths part. it started at 8AM and ended at 11.35AM. sat outside the lab for around 30 minutes and mr.wong is very very skinny. /: so, listened to the chatter people made and aliff and company were very funny. so, step into the lab at 8 odd and the two of us grabbed the two coms that are closest to the window, in that way, we can surf the net. but mr yan and the teachers allowed us to surf the net anyway. haha. but, some sites were restricted, like blogger, imeem, etc. luckily, msn was still available. :D the first test was english. so so larh.while doing, chit-ed chat-ed with the people in msn. lols. soon, we finished all the test and we planned for the later part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion was, i and kaiwei go to HM and meet up with shuying. so, walked to bbt with amilia and company. :D while walking, saw imran. this npcc is going for camping. so, good luck yaw. [: left the malay gals and went to HM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited for some time for shuying in the bus interchange. finally she came and headed to library. awhile later, went to have lunch. up to the food court and the three of us share this plate of &lt;strong&gt;egg-rice&lt;/strong&gt;. its not pathetic, its romantic. LOLS. :D ate and ate. and we saw darren seah. goodness, he changed and he look better then before. hahaa. after lunch, time for dessert. tang yuan. haha. :D i had red bean tang yuan and the other two had peanut tang yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left there for bowen sec area. took 147 and went to meet up with the boys. my god, it is quite boring there alright.? ]: there seems to be plenty of cliques occupying all the spots at there and there doesn't seem to have a quiet place for us to sit. so, we move from spots to spots and took picures as well. sadly, i cant upload them in here, so go to sy's blog to see.haha.&lt;br /&gt;and we bought this very big packet of green tea and crysentanium tea. it look weird, funny, stupid and hilarious to be carrying them around. well, did nt finish them. left the place around 3 odd.&lt;br /&gt;shuying and the boys went to ec house. me and kaiwei went home, cause i cant stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thats that for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6005835929690506792?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6005835929690506792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6005835929690506792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6005835929690506792' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-96394280323287660</id><published>2008-08-21T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:38:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s1600-h/my+mr+and+miss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236933486061978594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="236" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s320/my+mr+and+miss.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s1600-h/my+mr+and+miss.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s1600-h/my+mr+and+miss.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s1600-h/my+mr+and+miss.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s1600-h/my+mr+and+miss.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i wanna apologize to kaiwei. her computer crush. of course i did not went straight up to her computer and punch my hand into it, but i sent her some songs yesterday night and no sooner, her computer appeared to be have some problems. so, &lt;strong&gt;IM SORRY, KAIWEI&lt;/strong&gt;. she told us today morning and the first thing was, 'then how are you gonna do tomorrow's e-learning thingy.?' in the end, we concluded that is either she ask her brother for his com or i and kaiwei come to school and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, HE was first up. went up to food lab and we saw everyone gathered around occ. the lit CT2 marks are out and people,&lt;strong&gt; i got a B. &lt;/strong&gt;im so happy to know that i got 19/30. omg. i still thought that i will have difficulties getting a 15. but, thanks god. i got a 19. and, congrats eh, occ. [: your marks are like so high. congrats. then HE was held in class. we got back our HE CT2 paper. adding to the joy, i got 43/50 for that. haha. :D well, i very happy with my results larh. haha. [: after that was maths. as usual. there seems to be something different about mrs diva nowadays. she seems to be more happy. and regina, made this funny, 'oi oi oi' sound when mrs diva wrote something wrong on the board. guess regina is paying alot of attention in class uh.? haha. then, recess. ate with ali, imran, cc and occ. then went up.&lt;br /&gt;theres this man, bald, sorry to say that, was in the class. his job in there, at that time, was to give us an exam. is that crazy or what.? till now,i still dont know why we sat for that paper. really. whats different with this paper were, all of us were given different paper. well, not all. there are a few kinds of paper. but they are given out randomly. and maths paper was not allowed to use caculator. so, i got english, paper Y and shuying got english paper Z. yanling and kaiwei go maths paper. the same one. so, kw and sy swop places and weineng sat behind us. haha. the three of us discuss answers and weineng was making alot of noises. in the end, we handed in an incomplete paper. paper 2 is complete. paper 1 was not much done.&lt;br /&gt;we were too&lt;em&gt; sian&lt;/em&gt; to do the paper so, kindda ignore it. after we completed the paper, doddling time sarted. we started drawing on our hands and leg. haha. potential artist.? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams ended at 1230. then was IPW. some groups presented therir project and school ended at 1PM. went to the IT lab, as there was a survey to be done. we left our bags there and went for lunch instead. pass it.only drank ribena. so, sat with the boys. craps started. i think im the first one who started it all.&lt;br /&gt;so, yl sat next to zhicao. then i said sth and that became the topic of that 30 min we were in. of course, it was a funny one and yanling started to 'argue' with the boys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was the IT lesson. the teacher has hot-tempers and she is fierce.! and i fell in love with those little miss and mr. haha. it ended pretty late and grab waffle to eat and home i went.&lt;br /&gt;got a little emotional when i step into the room and blew my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just hate it that much,alrights.?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-96394280323287660?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/96394280323287660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/96394280323287660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#96394280323287660' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SK1TQlUSg-I/AAAAAAAAAII/me0NjUw9twc/s72-c/my+mr+and+miss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6238136440259868199</id><published>2008-08-20T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:08:34.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was drizzling in the morning, so we assembled in class. :D soon, we were called down to the hall by mr yan. and the whole talk was about this friday e-learning day. lame.? it quite a waste of time, i think. /: our class line was exceptionally long for today, so me, kaiwei, henry and occ sat in 2ec. upgraded uh.? haha. :D chit-ed chat-ed with kaiwei and we found out something. something about some of the male teachers. eh, kaiwei.? haha. so we were released at 8 o clock and went back for maths. after that was chinese. oral continued and we were given a worksheet to do. nah, i pass it. /: watched some video with shuying and yeah, it is funny larh. haha. then was english. copied corrections for the CT2 paper. tiring larh. not only am i tried of copying the corrections, im also tired. lack of sleep. haiyo, later i become panda. haha. we were dismissed late today for recess because mrs khoo stayed us back./: but, still went for recees, as the three of us were dying of hunger. yanling stayed in class cause did not do homework. after recess, was CTFT. we were hit by a news. a big news. miss tan will be away for some time. and believe it a not. i cried. out of the sudden. i was still fine when she said that she will be leaving. then when she came to my table to pass me some paper, my tears formed. i dont know why. and when i said miss tan, she ignored me. whatever she said to me was not absorbed into my mind. everyone was crowding around me and the tears were at point where they will just flow down from my eyes. im already on the verge of crying and when she step out, i broke down. amilia was infront of me, i told her, 'amilia, i feel like crying leh'. immediately, i cried and she consoled me. thanks sis. [: i cried and cried, but no internal flooding. haha. with that, kaiwei teared and she was much more serious then me. yeah, im serious. kaiwei, shuying and amilia continue comforting me, yet those tears of mine just continue to flow down my cheeks. thanks gals. [: emotinal eh.? i totally did not see that coming and having to cry, in the class, right infront of everyone was my very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got on with that and got into deep discuss about some celebration stuff. its hard to talk when everyone talking and yeah, i finally understand how teachers feel when they land in this sort of situation. haha. really. :D no offence ppl. then, discuss and discuss. lit teacher did not come. so continue with the discussion again. 12 PM, geo. got back CT2 and i scored 31/40. :D yeah. im happy with that. again, copied correction again and school ended with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to stay back for some exhibition. so went to bbt to have instant noddles. chicken flavour bowl instant noddles. i remebered to put all those packet stuffs but when we went to the back and started eating, i realised that im eating the noddles with the wrong side of the chopsticks.! am i getting more dumb or what.? haha.so had no choice. continue eating. we were freaked out with this partly hairless bird okay.? especially me. i had to admit, im scared.&lt;br /&gt;it is hairless on its head and neck and that pair of eyes it has, is freaking-ly scray. and when it 'blow' out its feather, it sent chill down my spine. and having to eat with this kind of creature make me sick. maybe its a species or what, but there seems to be more then one that kind of bird living around. even though it is far away from me, i will freaked out when it move closer to me. ee-yer. that thing really freak me out for godamn sake. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and headed up to HE lab. took the worksheet and went down to the canteen instead of following sam around for the exhibition. sat with the boys and had tons of laughter. i had all me answers for the worksheet from the boys instead of getting rom my brain. and some of my answers are just ridiculously funny. haha. ;D hand in the worksheet and off we go. home. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i think francis is getting more and more famous. haha. [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6238136440259868199?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6238136440259868199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6238136440259868199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6238136440259868199' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4528586683574311474</id><published>2008-08-19T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:48:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>half of my day and the class's day was in our school canteen. boring. miss tan did not come so we were to go there. sooo hoping that we could have some fun during PE but mr mus said there were thunder, so PE was goddamn cancelled. ]: sad larh.so, during that 2 hours, we played around, gossiped here and there and laughed ou loud. we played this game, introduced by syamim and it was funny when we need to smack people's hand. and also heart attack. with ali and imran. and ali smack people's hand very hardly. /: haha. and when smacking time arrive, the four of us tend to scream. in fear and excitement, i guess. haha. :D recess-ed. and went up to class. mrs diva was late. so we were chitting chatting away. after maths was chinese. duan lao shi said there will be oral, at that spot, at that time. omg. i am not mentally prepared and i told her that. haha. :D but in the end, she still conducted the oral and im fine. haha. and im happy with my marks. haha. the passage was on time and the conversation was about my ambition. lawyer.? haha. i dont think so. yeah, maybe in my dreams. in reality, nah. haha. went back and see all of the gals went through that same process. after that was english. mrs khoo was not able to conduct lessons so we went to the canteen, again.? and fooled around with weineng's brother, weipeng. he is so different from weineng larh. hahha. and talked with tim. and his dad's side the family relations is rather complex. and we found out he is a mix. cool or what.? i always imagined to be a mix. haha. that will be cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning assembly, i asked mrs khoo about the scrabble thing and she granted my favour without any hesitation. &lt;em&gt;thanks cher.! :D &lt;/em&gt;and sitting next to zatil is a good thing. he makes people laugh at his movements and the thing he said. haha. especially that action he made when he told the teacher a guy is talking. haha. very funny. he had my book and i hope he will not spoil it. im oout of scrabble team. i just wanna say good luck eh.? for future competitions and stuff like that. and to the instructor too, austin. although i only see him for one lesson. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all. :D byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4528586683574311474?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4528586683574311474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4528586683574311474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4528586683574311474' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3162799534182689533</id><published>2008-08-18T14:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:32:55.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey. [: monday. did not recieve the newspaper in the morning and i did not bring my story book. so, the three of us &lt;em&gt;cop &lt;/em&gt;from swn. pathetic larh. i only got 3 pages of the readers digest. haha. luckily no teacher caught us. yanling told us alot of funny things like the teacher with the zebra shirt eh.? and kaiwei, that tweety bird teacher. haha. so, science. class test. ~ at first was a close-book test, but cher allow us to have an open-book test. haha. today test, tomorrow another one.? haiyo.~ so, chit-ed chat-ed during the test with yanling and kaiwei and yanling is totally making us laugh like crazy. especially in the library uh.? and she keeps on talking and talking. haha. no offence. then was maths. yeah, mrs diva gave back the maths paper. 30/40. well, im satisfied. :D congrats to chengbo.! [: he scored 39/40. OMG! i wonder where did his precious one mark went. haiyo. haha. well, congrats. [: then recess, played with yanling HP. i like the spongebob and racing car games, alot. then was history. again, paper. 27/35. yup. im cool with that. :D madam fauziah was really very mad with our class, screaming her head off. then VE. nothing larh. miss tan told us to do a reflection on that time the CIP thingy. what larh. ~ hahah. so do do do. check out my science marks. im happy with that. im seriously very hungry at the end of the school, so went to HM to eat LJS. long time since i ate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks uh. kaiwei and yanling. for lending me your listening ear. [: i grumbled, complained about some activities. and they really sat down and listen and talk to me. haha. thanks. [: then went to library. &lt;em&gt;yanling's house's study room&lt;/em&gt;. haha. step into kiddy corner and the first thing yanling did was that zoombie action.! she is damn funny larh. :D and that move of yours is very hilarious okay.? haha. :D and another one is the pig one. hahha. i and kaiwei cant resist our laughter and burst into laughter. till the libarian came. guess we are famous uh.? haha. it is really very funny.! right kaiwei.? haha. then walked around the mall and headed to the bus stop. chit chat awhile and gave advices. [: waiting for a 136 or 119 bus is really very long.! /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh ya. i finally remember this.&lt;br /&gt;spongebob's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;krabby's hand.&lt;br /&gt;patrick's spot. and&lt;br /&gt;that rude boy in 7-11. seriously, he is really very rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. thats all. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate sharing a com wih my bro. we alway need to split time to use that com and he will always be a noisy pest when my time is soon to be up. ]:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3162799534182689533?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3162799534182689533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3162799534182689533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3162799534182689533' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3282017515576357126</id><published>2008-08-17T12:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:15:11.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nah. tutions were cancelled as bro will be stitting for his CA2 tomorrow. so stayed home. i had to leave my cozy bed unwilling-ly because, the sunday morning chatter started loud and clear in the living. that served me as an alarm. i totally cant sleep yesterday night. ]: listening to music used to help, but, it failed.]: turning here and there was also not a way to solve that problem. so, in the end, listen to 987. listen and listen, and yeah, it put me to sleep. while listening, i heard some great song. and im in love with them. so had breakfast. after that, i complained. i dont have anything to do.!]: i really dont have.using computer in the early morning is an absolute bore because there are nothing to do. homework.? nah. im in the holiday mood already. :D so, mum said, chores. tidy up my room and her room. well, it occupied my time and i feel great, to have something to do. it is better then sitting down and rot right.? so, clean and clean, and a few hours of my time were already easily taken up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, used com and lunched.&lt;br /&gt;and that brought me to 13.01 PM. [:&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.00 PM. 2nd post.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was a bore. im really wondering about what will happen to me in the holidays when im totally free to do whatever i want. there are nothing for me to do nowadays and im really going to start roting if i dont dig out things from their sopts for me to do. patheic uh.? last time, things just seems to be like a huge mountain, stacking sky-high for me to do. now, its not even a mini hill. ]: finally its dinner time. went out to have KFC. dad ate variety meal and the 3 of us had the chicken meal. along the way to plaza, mum and i had a great deal of laughter. all about bro. he's really having difficulties walking with that new slippers of his. and i recalled yesterday at the junction, when dad said CROSS, as the green man was going to turn red, bro had problems running as his big toe and second toe are hurt. haha. that, i told mum and she burst out of laughter. haha. it was really very hilarious. stood at the junction, and i remembered that time. it will be an unforgetable spot of mine. :D then, at the way back, mum told me another joke of dad and bro. haha. i really love that funny side of my mum, i had to. that part of hers is pretty attractive. she and her jokes made my tummy aches. haha. :D well, home-d and i came for the com. &lt;em&gt;my drug of mine. its addictive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK, SHUYING, FOR YOUR PIANO EXAMS. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3282017515576357126?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3282017515576357126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3282017515576357126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3282017515576357126' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7983117335912437876</id><published>2008-08-16T12:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:45:13.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had breakfast with dad and mum and bro. topic of the day is, our school subject, english. both dad and mum are very worried of this particular subject. i came to realise the consequences if im to deteriorate sharply in SA2. my secondary school express career will come to an end. ]: i had decreased by one grade, now c5. previously a B. i got that B out of so much of effort but i did not maintain. bad uh.? but i really had to confess that this time round, i had not put in 101% of my efforts. seriously, i had to think of a plan. /: well, dad and mum gave me advise and yeah, im gonna listen to it. and, im gonna attend all my future english extra classes attentively. haha. dad, mum, i will not let you down.! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, used the comm and searched for a blogskin because the previous one, had became a mess. and i dont know why. ]: i had alot of problems yesterday. i posted the pictures and my post and when i publish the post, that border dissapeared.! wth.? i dont know what had gone wrong. monumentally pissed off. i tried twice and both were the same. so, had to find a new skin. and, i cant fond any i like.! i searched and searched, but none. ]: im very tired, so decided to leave my blog in that mess, until today. asnd finally the problems are solved. phew.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunched in mac and here i am, posting.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7983117335912437876?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7983117335912437876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7983117335912437876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7983117335912437876' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-866227154421039144</id><published>2008-08-15T17:42:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:01:42.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVdmdwsZrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lpc6pLVLbnE/s1600-h/DSC07252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234693057293346482" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVc3XgC1KI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YrxyRmeBwF0/s320/DSC07256.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVcirn_vTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/39bGIb21E5o/s1600-h/DSC07258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234691892783856946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVcirn_vTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/39bGIb21E5o/s320/DSC07258.JPG" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT CHOCOLATE MINT CAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVb7LM3upI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rf9FluFGhfE/s1600-h/DSC07271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234691214065253010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVb7LM3upI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rf9FluFGhfE/s320/DSC07271.JPG" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVcMDS-oqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7k371MipT-Y/s1600-h/DSC07261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234691504001163938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="253" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVcMDS-oqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7k371MipT-Y/s320/DSC07261.JPG" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVbXCxo08I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IqSuzWWtfTg/s1600-h/DSC07277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234690593328255938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVbXCxo08I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IqSuzWWtfTg/s320/DSC07277.JPG" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE VOID DECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVbBMWHXII/AAAAAAAAAHI/_hN9T872K9c/s1600-h/DSC07281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234690217940049026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="218" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVbBMWHXII/AAAAAAAAAHI/_hN9T872K9c/s320/DSC07281.JPG" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVa0kb4ssI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6dQDSX1B0io/s1600-h/DSC07282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234690001068405442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVa0kb4ssI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6dQDSX1B0io/s320/DSC07282.JPG" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVapWdCpPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YbbXRjXJDGQ/s1600-h/DSC07283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234689808336594162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVapWdCpPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YbbXRjXJDGQ/s320/DSC07283.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVaZl7ssWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NxxmXBLiCaE/s1600-h/DSC07284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234689537613803874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVaZl7ssWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NxxmXBLiCaE/s320/DSC07284.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVaEJ4JpPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2C1eInwvd-A/s1600-h/DSC07286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234689169305478386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="218" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVaEJ4JpPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2C1eInwvd-A/s320/DSC07286.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT ON THE LAST CT2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVZxlNFF7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/l4X99_YEDcw/s1600-h/DSC07288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234688850223503282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVZxlNFF7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/l4X99_YEDcw/s320/DSC07288.JPG" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVZVcKz2KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Zi4hzS3GLw8/s1600-h/DSC07289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234688366761728162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="231" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVZVcKz2KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Zi4hzS3GLw8/s320/DSC07289.JPG" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVZF21-MLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YThKOjDVRe8/s1600-h/DSC07291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234688099044176050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVZF21-MLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YThKOjDVRe8/s320/DSC07291.JPG" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVYf03di0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/JtIR2LZi1c8/s1600-h/DSC07295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234687445678525250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="228" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVYf03di0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/JtIR2LZi1c8/s320/DSC07295.JPG" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHY.? EMO.? IDK.ASK THEM. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVYQhXB8DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tUJxDjsPYcs/s1600-h/DSC07303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234687182744186930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVYQhXB8DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tUJxDjsPYcs/s320/DSC07303.JPG" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVYEIP1njI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qe-Sdh1ULrs/s1600-h/DSC07308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234686969844702770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="231" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVYEIP1njI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qe-Sdh1ULrs/s320/DSC07308.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVX1z7CB-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/d8CHB34VPA8/s1600-h/DSC07310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234686723870558178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="226" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVX1z7CB-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/d8CHB34VPA8/s320/DSC07310.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVXogwPR_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/3tmLiTnYrqs/s1600-h/DSC07321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234686495386716146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVXogwPR_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/3tmLiTnYrqs/s320/DSC07321.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE OVERHEAD BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVXgUT5e5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xKcZH2Xz8OQ/s1600-h/DSC07325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234686354607668114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVXgUT5e5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xKcZH2Xz8OQ/s320/DSC07325.JPG" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVXPe6S9jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mzEMH9OasUI/s1600-h/DSC07326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234686065395299890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVXPe6S9jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mzEMH9OasUI/s320/DSC07326.JPG" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEART DONE BY KAIWEI'S AND SHUYING'S HAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVW3bMOwTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gCETfBt4MIA/s1600-h/DSC07337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234685652079919410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="171" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVW3bMOwTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gCETfBt4MIA/s320/DSC07337.JPG" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day was perfect.! today is the day that calls for a celebration that exams are over and a day we threw a surprise bdae party for kaiwei. moved.? touched.? haha. it was really very fun. [: we planned this surprise party since last week and we threw it in hougang's mall rooftop. it all started after shcool. once we were released after HE CT2, the plan was carried. first i will say i need to the toilet, but shuying will say go HM's one. so, took 62 and when we reached there, sy and yl will pretend to pick up a call and i and kw will go toilet. then, sy and yl will go down basement to buy cake. in order to stall time, i went here and there. haha. so, when hey are realy, i and kw went up to the rooftop. enter the entrance and we sang the song.! cool eh.? guess you are very shoked uh.? kaiwei. haha. so sang and cut cake. here came the fun part. kw will cut the cake and sy will do the rest of the cutting. first, we offered kw a slice of cake. sy cut and say, "okay here you go." and BAM, the cake went to her face. HAHA. and yeah, kaiwei really got the shock.! haha. the mint of the cake was on her face, tie, and shirt.! haha. but it was fun. haha. then out of the blue, a water bag flew in. it was imran and zakir. haiyo, he water splashed on the floor with a pop and wet the floor and part of us.! haha. screamed at them and enjoyed our cake. chocolate with mint cake. yummy. but the mint was not really that nice. haha. paisei larh. so, cleared up the place and went to see the guys played street soccer. it is far okay.? and under the big hot sun, the walk was hard.! so hot, and we were sweating like hell and when we reached there, we decided to leave that place. so, walked back to 7-11 and i and yanling boiught drinks. we were dying of thirst, people.! oh~ yanling left after that. ]: she need to go back, but good thang is, she still got to celebrated with us. phew.~ it left the 3 of us. we thought of going to shuying's house and going back to hougang mall. but neither were a good choice. so, went back to see the guys played soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually not really see the guys play soccer, instead we played around the void deck. yeah, took alot of pictures. :D will post it later. and watch some of the guys play soccer infront of us. in the middle, help an african lady o carry her things to her new apartment's block. hahah, helpful eh.? [: then, continue snapping pictures. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school was okay today. HE common test was okay too. it was a great day. got back english paper today. 16/25 for compre, 14/25 for summary, 16/30 for compo. overall, 56.7/100. i drop one grade.! ]: my compo pulled me down.! but passing english is already a good news larh. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, just wanna say to kaiwei, A HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY TO YOU.! [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-866227154421039144?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/866227154421039144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/866227154421039144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#866227154421039144' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SKVdmdwsZrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lpc6pLVLbnE/s72-c/DSC07252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4967971588075739761</id><published>2008-08-14T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:20:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school.&lt;br /&gt;home econ-ed in class. one and a half hour on theory. cant wait for exam's practical time. haha. [: then it was maths. &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;. recess.. mugged. yeah. for maths. haha. [: then was art. did drawing. i learnt something new yaw.! something about one perspective. forget about the title but this topic is nice to do. then was english. mrs khoo did not come. so much of a hilarious english period. /: so, the lesson was relived by a female indian teacher. she punished us, cause we were talking. hiax. then exam. mr bathia came in. sorry, i dont know how to spell his name. so, he gave out the paper. i realised something is wrong with my paper. so i raised my hand. his first response was, WHAT! in a very harsh tone. im so paisei at that very moment. then, so afraid that he will not be able to hear me, i said loudly, "my paper is not printed well." he asked me to came forward and looked at my paper. "same what." he said. okay, very unhappy at that time. ~ so, pointed that very big empty space on my paper and he was like, "oh okay. thank you." smiling. ~ haiyo. very paisei leh. /: did the paper. not going to talk about it. tomorrow is HE paper. the last paper. and we will be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared. scared to get back my marks. i know very well that this time round, i did not, put in my fullest effort. but, im really not in the nood to study. what can i do.? all i can do is to pray, i think. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4967971588075739761?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4967971588075739761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4967971588075739761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4967971588075739761' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5681599026150556515</id><published>2008-08-13T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:05:02.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY.![:&lt;br /&gt;science paper was, terrible. it was difficult.! i just hope that i will not be over-sad with my marks when teacher return that piece of paper to me. /: lessons were as usual. there was show and tell today. and i really had to say the boys were really jokers larh. they were so so funny when they were telling about their item. one was on eraser. &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;. haha. the others were on book. one of the book was on princess diaries.! haha. laugh untill my tummy ache. serious. there will be more laughter during english class tomorrow. haha. even mrs khoo was laughing.! hahah. so that was an enjoyable time during the whole day. we got back our first CT2 paper. that is chinese. did well, but the moment when duan lao shi was giving out the papers were killing.! so scary. and adding to the tension, i was the last one to collect my paper. /: but was happy with my results. [: so, there are two papers. &lt;em&gt;let them pass quick, please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-5681599026150556515?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5681599026150556515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5681599026150556515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5681599026150556515' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3486723124368846033</id><published>2008-08-12T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:30:03.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr mus did not come.! ]: so dissapointed.! instead of a fun outdoor lesson, we were stuck in the classroom and face mrs diva. well, the word is&lt;em&gt; compromise&lt;/em&gt;. due to some particular reasons. haha. so, science, miss tan went through the science notes and it was okayy. hopefully everything will be alright tomorrow. then recess. mentos sweet were thrown here and there and one got stuck on my skirt. &lt;em&gt;gosh&lt;/em&gt;. and i got problem taking it out. haha. then maths. then mother toungue. we were late. not &lt;em&gt;pon ten &lt;/em&gt;okayy. we went to the toilet, so we were late and the teacher was kind enough to excuse us. phew. thanks.! [: then was LIT exams. three question with a b question o each of them. it was okay. but the first few, i had problem answering them. /: passable.? i dont know. the passing is only 15 marks. hopefully gad is kind enough to pass this paper. tommorrow, science. good luck everybody. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exams, we were released. damn. it was not a good time okaayy.. the boys were spitting water out of thier mouth and onto me.! gross.! and there is one guy, who i dont even know him, came and spit on my arm. hello.? do i know you.? /: had a waffle and went home. and i met up with one of my primary school friend. she reminded me of one &lt;em&gt;unforgettable&lt;/em&gt; incident in my primary school time. oh god, its so embarrassing to be reminded of.! haha. but, it was nice to chi chat with her agian. its been a long time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;came home and was greeted with some grumbles. ~ chill okay.? everything is going to be alright. and dont worry. as long as you did not do anything wrong, dont worry. [: cheer up okay.? you sill have us. this will soon be over. and it will be long forgotten by all of us. [: i want to have a good outcome out of this not-worth-our-time-bothering matter okay.? not a bad one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3486723124368846033?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3486723124368846033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3486723124368846033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3486723124368846033' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7769643979005779221</id><published>2008-08-11T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:11:52.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good morning people. a few more minutes to 12. so, its a late greeting uh.? well, holiday. boring.~ its more like a stay-home class rather then a holiday to me. get back to school tomorrow and had to prepare for literature test. ~ im confident that i will not do well for lit. seriously. im always at the risky line. around 50. aint a good thing. anyone.? anyone can lend a helping hand.? haha. well, still its up to me to prepare for this paper.maybe a killer paper.? haha. and of course pray hard that i will still pass it. fourtunately, we are still left with 4 exmas and we will say hello to SEPT holiday. [: looking very forward for its arrival. but before all those future joy, science and maths well definetly kill millions of my brain cell. they are plain tough. chemical formulas and formula for cones, pyramids, sphere etc. what.? they already had problems entering my brain, lets not mention revising them, doing maths questions. ]: lets stay positive aye.? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 12.10. so its good afternoon then. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7769643979005779221?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7769643979005779221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7769643979005779221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7769643979005779221' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6421121106986065771</id><published>2008-08-10T10:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:45:45.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION ALL 2EDs. PLEASE LOG IN TO &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ASKNLEARN&lt;/span&gt; AND VIEW &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HOMEWORK&lt;/span&gt;. MISS TAN HAD UPDATED SOME NOTES THERE. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;, READ. IT IS COMPULSORY.! [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thank you for your co-operation. oh ya, and please, kindy pass this msg around. [: thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for your exams. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was national day aye.? well, went to granny's house. oh, i miss her so so much. it is a rare oppoutunity i visit her. so, she cook foods i like and yeah, i miss them too and love them. &lt;em&gt;ate&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt;. haha. even though it is national day, only we went up to her house and uncle. kind of a quiet party huh.? never mind. as long as she is happy, everything alrights. so, after lunch, watched the olympics, the gymnastic catergory. they are good. but not really interested in the whole competition. it is only that my aunt called me to watch. after the catergory was over, switched programm to HK drama. so much better. so stayed in that cold and comfy room for some few hours together with the snacks and food. they are hell addictive larh. i kept eating and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day ended with a filling dinner. in the afternoon, when i went down to buy mac, i walk pass this kindergarden and see through their photo gallery. and you know what.? they actually went to sit the spore flyer as part of their school excursion. are they lucky or what.? frankly speaking, im dead jealous of them. maybe our school should also bring us to the flyer as part of outdoor lesson uh.? haha. doubt that will happen. just wanna let them know they are plain lucky. wonder if they will even remember they went there.? hahah. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6421121106986065771?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6421121106986065771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6421121106986065771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6421121106986065771' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2679033888065146972</id><published>2008-08-08T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:03:18.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, all of us were to wear red, the traditional way, or school tee or school uniform. in the end, all the people at the parade square were in either red or blue. instead of red and white. haha. but, for the guitar people, we wore black. woke up in the early morning, and left for school at 0610. haiyo, very early leh. /: started practising the moment we step into the classroom, hardworking eh.? haha. then went up to the hall for the performance. in the classroom, we played well. however when on the stage, not that well. for cupid love. chan mali chan was rather popular among the audience. did not expected them to sing along. haha. it is really very scary when we are up there. but, we played better then yesterday. [: yes.! haha. the mike is one row away from me and everyone can hear if we got play or not, and did we play well. damn.! i made a fool out of myself larh. somemore im still sitting at the end of the second row, where people can see. /: so paisei. and i go so tense up that i can even see my own fingers trembling. ]: hoh... really very upset larh. but, its all an experience right.? we, or rather me will and must play well the next time. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cheered up when we were free for the food and stuff in the canteen. for guitar, we were to sell chicken wings. although we did not had any boards to advertise our chicken wing, we sold them all in a short while. well, not as in very short larh, but after selling them, still had a few hours for ourself. spent most of our free time in the music room. something happened. but, have to put them all behind since it is not a good part of the day. assembled in the hall for attendence taking at 1200 and left school after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC for lunch and was a filling one. did not stay for long. left after lunch. we all went different ways. it is a tiring day, but also a fun day. shall stop here but before that, just wanna say this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE 43 ALREADY.! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2679033888065146972?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2679033888065146972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2679033888065146972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2679033888065146972' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2501748857405975177</id><published>2008-08-07T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:16:21.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home econs was loveable. we did &lt;em&gt;pizza&lt;/em&gt; and it was amazing! serious, it is. it smell of the green pepper when we pack it in the container. but, mine almost all chao-tah. over burned.! haha. but, still very nice. almost all our class had the pizza they made for recess. pizza time.! haha. [: then maths and recess. and art. so, went to art room and we start to drill holes in some wood strip for our windmill. and i only got 6.5. ]: guess i still had to improve in my art huh.?i know, i always suck in art, so getting 6.5, is encouraging.? haha. whatever. the drilling part was tough. atikah had to use so much force on the drill-er only that we realised that it is un-useable. haha. so, changed to another one and yeah, the first one is spoilt.! haha. so, drilled and drilled and soon an hour went past. then was english. show and tell again. but only 4 people presented. nothing much. then was chinese paper. i is TOUGH! especially the first section, god, please, i hope i can do well. almost all the words in that section are non-read-able larh. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended at 1pm. went to put our guitar and off for lunch. had instant noodles. so, went to 7-11 and chose the bowl one. had chicked curry. em-hem, it is nice. after we cook the noodles, we went to the void deck. then, stir the noodles with the fork. so, stir stir stir. all of a sudden, i went SHIT.! i actually cook my noodles with the pack of oil which i was suppose to pour it inside that bowl of noodles.! argh~ how dumb can i get.? so, the other gals all laugh at me. yay yay, its funny. and kaiwei said, "see, just now you still say your bowl only have two pack ingredients huh.?" hahah. guess there is a stamp on my eyes uh.? but, hey, i really did not see it okay.? playing hide-and-seek.? haha. so, open that thing and eat. went back to school only at 2 odd. but, still, only a few people in the music room. early.? haha. actually did not want to stay for long or perform, but stayed in the end. played around the room with the piano-ist and went to the hall for the grand rehersal for tomorrow's national day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen was this.&lt;br /&gt;sat in the hall for awhile and it was time for us to perform. so, went up to the stage and prepare everything. but, somehow, everything was not going right. the mike was not ready, everyone was choosing their seats and the worst thing was, the playing was un-smooth. and the mr tan, was like, so attitude.&lt;br /&gt;he shook his head, look very unplease with us and give those very bad faces. wth.! we tried to play, but it need time. we practised and practised. all the was till 6 odd. come on, we tried okay. its not like we just sit there do nothing okay.? so reached home only a 7pm. gonna wake up very early tomorrow. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, god, i hope that everything will go well tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2501748857405975177?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2501748857405975177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2501748857405975177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2501748857405975177' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3421300507909420009</id><published>2008-08-06T14:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:05:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really very addicted to that song larh. THIS IS ME. it is very nice and it got me hook onto it now. maths and chinese were bla bla bla. english. really very scary. today for english was to SHOW AND TELL. and, pathetic-ally, im the first one and it is not good. so, mrs khoo came in and she start of quickly. my description for the book, MISSING YOU was very short. so, everything ended very quickly. when i sat down after i said all the thing, i can feel my face very hot larh. hahah. seriously very paisei lorh. /: haiyo. regina said about TAROT cards. she explained it very 'clearly' and still ended the whole speech with,: 'any question?' haha. maybe she will got good marks uh.? who knows. alyssa show-and-tell on this book and it seems very interesting. [: then recess. we had push pop for recess. lols. thank you cheng chuen. haha. [: blue is nice but im not sure about the other colors. haha. so everyone had one but sadly, yanling dont have. ): but she had other sweet. so CTFT, slack. did more talking than studying. haha. then lit. we had the whole 1 hour free! [: kaiwei and i went to regina for the tarot card and 'counted' our future. haha. not bad huh, kaiwei. hahah. our future rather bright uh.? haha. then it was history paper. every time i memorise so many things but the test only test on 1/4 to 2/4 of what i memorise. haiyo.~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;but it was okay. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for guitar meeting. we are performing. haha. at least that time the trip to pennisular was not wasted. lols. then went to bbt. something crop up, so we left not long after we settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3421300507909420009?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3421300507909420009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3421300507909420009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3421300507909420009' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2033510553494076254</id><published>2008-08-05T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:39:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ms tan is back! so, science. frankly speaking, im really not in the mood for science larh.]: so, look forward for PE. and yes, we played volley ball. i prefer last week's game. seriously. played with weineng, yu cong and yyj. i really want to know just what is wrong wih yu cong. sorry if im really rude. but, he is just always so, over-board and just so, i dont know how to say larh. so played. and weineng hit the ball so hard and it flew over the other side of the pond. hahha. and regina went to pick it up. lols. the 'competition' between the few of us was rather boring and i played badly. but passing the ball around in the circle was much more better. haha. then recess. it was a rather qiuck one. we had too. beacuse we were not in our class table where we should be. so, we sat with a sec 1 class and they keep one pointing at us. guess they are complaining uh.? sorry. maths. chinese then GEO ca2. it was, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so was released at 1320. went to bbt as usual and wonder around in the 7-11. deciding what we want to eat but in the end, we ate nothing from there. instead two gals went to bread. so slack in the void deck and yanling that malay song got me so addicted. so indian. haha. then went to the bus stop. shuying and yanling and the boys went to hougang mall. then kaiwei said something about maths home work. and DAMN! i forgot to buy an exercise book for maths 2. think think and think if wanna go back to buy it. so, went eventually. and i wanna thanks kaiwei. thank you.! [: thanks for accompany-ing me back to school just to buy a pathetic exercise book and a pen. lols. really, THANK YOU! [: so, walked back to school and back to bus stop under the hot hot sun. then came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2033510553494076254?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2033510553494076254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2033510553494076254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2033510553494076254' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2946419860533095433</id><published>2008-08-04T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:19:58.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what.? i find it very hard to start a post everytime. really, i always need to ponder on what to start for the post. today school was different.after assembly, we were dismissed class by class. so, when mr yan called our class and when our class went off, in different ways, he called us back. but some of the boys already went up! ]: so, we were instructed to pick up all the litters on the parade square and was the last class to be dismissed. ]: pathetic. first day of the week and and we need to pick up litters in the early morning.! ]: the first lesson was science and today, the teacher is not ms tan, but it is miss foo. well, ms tan is sick, so miss foo came in to relief the class. she taught chemical formula. well, its not as hard as it seems to be. and thanks god, we no need to memorise the periodic table for exams. just imagine yourself sitting down with the periodic table infront of you, ready to enter your brain. its gonna be a tough time getting them all in the brain.! then, it was maths, mrs diva did not come. mdm norita came in, no talking and no moving around. so our butts are all glued onto the sits and &lt;em&gt;so boring. &lt;/em&gt;cant so anything.! sleep than. awfully tired and having bad cramps. /: the rest of the day was, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after we chit chat for awhile in the bbt area. oh ya. wanna say,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; good luck&lt;/span&gt;! good luck for tomorrow's and the following days' exams. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2946419860533095433?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2946419860533095433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2946419860533095433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2946419860533095433' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8965222517738500556</id><published>2008-08-03T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:11:25.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;current mood,  unhappy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im stuck with this art homework where we are supposed to decorate that windwmill for national day. it so mar fan. im coloring it with a-look-alike crayon but the whole thing braek and the whole art piece look so ugly! and i dont even have a chance to redo the whole thing because i dont have any A3 drawing block. damn! and now im totally not in the mood to continue this stupid homework. feel like just tearing it into pieces. arh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its gonna be a short post anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8965222517738500556?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8965222517738500556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8965222517738500556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8965222517738500556' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4806059101369024543</id><published>2008-08-02T14:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:51:18.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SLAT. wondering what is it? it is: STUDENT LEADER ADVERNTURE TRAIL. it is very very very fun. but, it is very very very tiring also. okay. so. met amilia in 62 bus and headed to school. then met up with chee chin, yeu jiunn and yu cong in school. everyone was to line up acording to their class line and to wait. wait for the trail's tee. so, it was our turn to take the tee. shit! our name is not in the list. so, we did not take the tee. wth. we were like so sad and feeling so extra because everyone was wearing the tee when the 5 of us were wearing school tee and class tee. ]: told mr rafi and he said we will get ours if there are extras. so we waited and waited. till we reach pasir ris park. alot of people asked why are we not in the tee untill one prefect asked and she said there are extras. phew! feel so happy when we get to wear the tee. finally i feel enthusiatic about the trail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the trail started after some reminders and a last briefing. the whistle blew and off we go. the whole trail was filled with running. that explained the ache in my calf. ]: the first station was nothing much. the second station is the one near the mangrove swamp. we need to have two people from the team to have their faces drawn. so me and yyj were the two. amilia painted stars on my face while yyj had whiskers drawn by chee chin. hahah. the paint is really very smelly. a bad smell. not good. haha. then, ran to other stations. some are really very fun. okay. we are really not good in reading the map larh. so, we were like trying to tell which directions is which, somemore the map is in black and white. so..er... its tough. than there was one on ballons. we need to blow and burst it. it was behind the maze. so we were like, where the hell is that station.?! finally we reached the station. all of us were scared of bursting the ballons. we blew them, but were hesitatiing when it was time to burst them. damn. i guess we need to be courageous to burst them aye.? haha. than after the ballon station, we were leaded by some prefects to the other station. after some begging. haha. they were on the bike so they were like riding so fast, all of us had to catch up on them. my leg very pain larh. hahha. finally reached the staion. we were supposed to put a toothpick in our mouth and pass a rubber band, that is hanging on toothpick, to the one next to us. hahah. this is very funny. we had so much difficulties passing the rubber band on. yyj, amilia and me were like giggling away and the rubber keep on dropping. haiyo. finally one round is cleared. the prefects allowed us to pass even though we only completed one round. THANK YOU! then the next one. this one ar... damn funny lar. chee chin had to be blindfolded and had to keep pushing the floorball to the finishing line. being 'blind' at that time, we had to guide him. and... hahah... the ball keep rolling away. and... hahah... really very funny larh. AND ms juliana was there video-taping the whole process. ahh... so malu. hahaha. finally he shot the ball across the finish line. woo-hoo. then the next one. we need to piggy back ashraf (im sorry, i dont know how to spell his name). the first, two round was still okay. the third one, we all carry him. hard lar! but we did it all. hahah. then went to other stations. around 1039, we were on the verge of giving up. we still had area 4 to complete and it was going to be times-up and all of us were very tired. but, we continue and in the end, we came up four. yea. but, i dont know if we are going to win any prize. /: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the whole trail ended at 11 odd, i guess and we went to white sands. the bus to white sands are filled with serangoon sec pupils. only us. hahah. so it was like a serangoon secondary SBS bus. well i guess have some other people larh. then ate in white sands and shop around. left the whole place and here i am home. all worn out. but, i really like it so so much larh. so fun. all the station are very fun and im looking forward for the next one. that is, with my friends larh. if not, alone. so lonely. aint gonna like it. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4806059101369024543?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4806059101369024543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4806059101369024543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4806059101369024543' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6445045887708918325</id><published>2008-08-01T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:16:18.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lessons started with a science test. we did not know that there will be a science test today, so we all protested. well, aint helpful. the relif teacher still insists on the test. so, do it. than it was chinese. nothing much larh. only did compo. than recess and followed by english. completed the unfinished summary and prepared ourself for paper 2.well, the paper was okay. hopefully i can do well cause i never once did. haha. this time had two passages instead of one. both about maids. then did the summary. please, i hope i did not write too many words. when the teacher is about to collect the exam paper, i then only realise that i write 7 more words. so i was like shocked and quickly edit some words to make it less than 120. blur ar me. i still thought that i had wrote just nice, just a few than i will exit the limit. haiyo~ hahah. luckily i noticed. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;after school was... like an exercise time...??? hahah. so weineng had 'mummy'. a kind of fried noodles. so, we chased after him just to get that small amount of that mummy. haha. pathetic larh. hahah. no ofence. hey, it was not easy you know. so sunny, some more run untill almost the kpt bus stop. but, got it in the end. hahaha. so, walked back to the primary school bus stop and shared that little little bit of mummy with shuying and yanling. finished all of it within minutes...?? fast eh..? hahah. than have other tibits. haha. than rushed home. me and yanling are late. late for some issues i guess.? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tomorrow. amilia, chee chin, yeu jiunn, yu cong and me are selected for adventure trail. looking very forward for it. so, mr rafi, on thursday in the breifing was like repeating again and again for like 4 times..? saying we are not allowed to play with the sea. something is wrong with the sea there, so all water activities are cancelled. i dont know. it seems like a pity that the water activities are cancelled. but only a few activities involve the sea... so... maybe it will still be fun without them...?? i dont know. its my first time in this trail. whatever it is, i sense it will be fun. so, see you all there. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6445045887708918325?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6445045887708918325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6445045887708918325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6445045887708918325' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6793053534636583325</id><published>2008-07-31T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:12:09.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my throat hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all thanks to swn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he made me and kaiwei scream untill so loud that me throat hurts. after school,  we had music viva. quite fun. a band from australia, if im not wrong, came down to perform. and, it was rather nice. the lead singer's son, i think, is damn cute larh. ahh... then went to bubble tea shop.at first, non of us bought any drinks. so went to the bridge's staircase near the school. so, imran was shooting pearls. but, we ignore him and sat at the stairs there. unfourtunately, we still got shot. and, unluckily, i was the first one. still thinking that it was one of the girls tapping on my shoulder, i touched it but to find a pearl on my shoulder. AHHH... it left a mark. ]: so, scramed to the other side of the stairs. damn, he is good. he shot again, and again, shot onto us. ran down the stairs. so 74 came. shuying and the boys board the bus. kaiwei and i stayed. when shuying was on the bus's platform, she was making some hand signs. damn, we need to improve on that area.! haha. still thinking that she wanted kaiwei to board the bus, but actually she is signal-ing us that the weineng is behind us! we totally did not know that he is actually behind us and when we turned behind, AHHH.... we screamed like hell larh. ! it was really very shocking and i laugh untill my tummy ached. he is so so quiet and so invisible that both of us cant feel his presence. hahh. no. seriously, it is really very funny. he himself also got the shock. we scream untill so loud, he almost turn deaf. hahaha. THANK YOU mister. now my throat hurts! cant resists the hot weather, went back to bbt to buy some drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;school as usual larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR TOMMOROW'S PAPER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6793053534636583325?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6793053534636583325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6793053534636583325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6793053534636583325' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1587984581228642403</id><published>2008-07-30T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:39:51.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>help.~&lt;br /&gt;im, alone.&lt;br /&gt;at home. and its at night.&lt;br /&gt;so, im scared.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, the loud music will accompany me. [:&lt;br /&gt;so, hmmm.... school.&lt;br /&gt;er... recieved certificate of merit in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;for the second elements competition&lt;br /&gt;well, wanna congrat EAs, for they won silver.&lt;br /&gt;well, even though we only got a cert,&lt;br /&gt;at least our efforts paid off, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;so, its worth an applause. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;guess we need to do that little bit more&lt;br /&gt;to get into the top three or he last competition huh?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;today, we had 2 tests.&lt;br /&gt;firstly was ENGLISH paper one.&lt;br /&gt;gotta say we are lucky. em-hem.&lt;br /&gt;thats the word.&lt;br /&gt;one of the question was a prectise quesion mrs khoo gave us.&lt;br /&gt;so, it was pretty much of a repeat huh.?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everyone do well. [:&lt;br /&gt;then, we had, geo class test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school. er...&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not gonna talk much about it.&lt;br /&gt;the happenings just resulted 'harsh' words.&lt;br /&gt;and, of course abit of sadness, hahha and discoveries.&lt;br /&gt;but, let put all these unhappy suffs in the back of my very mind.&lt;br /&gt;they are the last thing i wanna be reminded of.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than home.&lt;br /&gt;did art.&lt;br /&gt;i totally had problems mixing different colors to have a particular color.&lt;br /&gt;finally the color is out. [:&lt;br /&gt;it took me about 1 hour to finish. /:&lt;br /&gt;than homework-ed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1587984581228642403?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1587984581228642403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1587984581228642403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1587984581228642403' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1756881928210255400</id><published>2008-07-29T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:47:27.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i only today than realise that i did not add in a tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;school. well, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;science was a total waste of our time.&lt;br /&gt;ms tan did not not come again and our exams are just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;what..???!!!&lt;br /&gt;than PE.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i really like it, love it, adore it so so much.&lt;br /&gt;the reason is...&lt;br /&gt;cause, we played volley ball with mr mus.&lt;br /&gt;thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;that point is, im beginning to like to play this sports. !&lt;br /&gt;em-hem. it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;yup. even though it hurts really alot when you have to hit the ball,&lt;br /&gt;but, i really enjoyed playing it.&lt;br /&gt;its really very cool.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, next tuesday, we get to play another game again.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;than recess.&lt;br /&gt;well, ate this tom yam noodle and shook hand with, panda.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe its like abit lame and foolish, but he is just cute larh. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;than, the rest of the school as per mormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not attend scrabble today.&lt;br /&gt;i guess there are alot of reasons to why i did not go.&lt;br /&gt;so, went home and study. yeah, mugging for CA2.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is CA2 english paper one.&lt;br /&gt;and my pink is playing hide-and-seek with me.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think im winning. ]:&lt;br /&gt;so, i think i have to photocopy the whole file uh.?&lt;br /&gt;hiax.&lt;br /&gt;pocket already have a hole already okay.? hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats that for my day.&lt;br /&gt;well, i wanna say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK, to those who are having paper 1 2moro.&lt;/strong&gt; [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1756881928210255400?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1756881928210255400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1756881928210255400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1756881928210255400' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1586733545653374919</id><published>2008-07-28T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:06:59.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. [:&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming yaw!&lt;br /&gt;im really not ready for its arrival. ]:&lt;br /&gt;but, i planned to 'invite' it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, school.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna talk much about it.&lt;br /&gt;went home after school ended cause gotta prepare for CA2.&lt;br /&gt;hiax.&lt;br /&gt;im really running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;to really summarise these few days that i had went through, they are just, pack.&lt;br /&gt;competition one after another.&lt;br /&gt;practices for this and that.&lt;br /&gt;staying back to watch some, i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;is this only the beginning or the ending?&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;guess i cant quit now eh.?&lt;br /&gt;but, some are really just a bore to me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can be excused from some of them.???&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i can, you know. ]:&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, i ate durians. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;somehow they became my early supper for this few days.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;daddy had been buying them these days and i guess its time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;if not, im gonna be heaty. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;but, THANKS DAD! :D&lt;br /&gt;they are nice and thanks for running here and there just to buy them. :D&lt;br /&gt;currently, im deep envy of those who are able to speak just perfect english.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its so, cool. being able to speak perfect english.&lt;br /&gt;ya. that will be my aim.&lt;br /&gt;till the moment my last breath dies off, i will try my every best to speak good english.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. thats gonna be a very high aim huh. ?&lt;br /&gt;well, its late.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1586733545653374919?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1586733545653374919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1586733545653374919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1586733545653374919' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1100806244189044569</id><published>2008-07-27T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:54:34.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;today was not the day i thought it will be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;everything is different from what i thought it will be.  ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;plan changed by an instruction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i was sad when i heard the news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so, stayed at home in the morning and left house at 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;have lunch in an old eating place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;even though it is an old place, the food there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cheap and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so, had a filling lunch and saw one of SSS's student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;from sec 2. saw him before in the church's carnival. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;than went to tampanies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;shopped around and damn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i really wanna buy and need some stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;they are cool larh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so. yup, they are up on my must-buy stuffs list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;problem now is money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;than went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;saw on of my primary school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he look, weird. he cut bald and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he seriously look much more better with longer hair. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really. no offence pal. /:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well, thats all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1100806244189044569?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1100806244189044569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1100806244189044569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1100806244189044569' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-4650201053241767195</id><published>2008-07-26T17:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:08:38.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SIr5yDWxcxI/AAAAAAAAABg/oYL05xqCH0k/s1600-h/DSC06948.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIP in HOUGANG CENTRAL HUB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;yup. its was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;woke up at 7 and went out at 0930.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;was the first to reach there and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i still thought that i will be late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;waited for shuying and kaiwei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;went back to school to collect guitar tee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;once the the two gals came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;opps. we were late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so every guitar people were taking the school transport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and they waited for us. i think. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so, took the guitar tee and it was BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but still look okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;after we changed, we board the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we could actually reach the hub at 1030.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but the bus driver was a bit blur, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we reach there at 1100 instead. hiax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so, prepared ourself and we soon started practicing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it is scary and i keep forgetting the notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so paisei. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so played the first round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it was abit not good. but not that bad either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;is only i forgot the notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;than break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;went to help sell coupon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hard sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mac for lunch and it was the 2nd performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;abit better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;than went to buy some cute thangs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CUTE LAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;there was this cookie monster and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;shuying bought it when i intended to buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hiax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;then went LAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;cool man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;first time go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;than went kovan's pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;also cool man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;haahhah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but left not long once we settled dpwn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;cause need to go off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;thats it for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tomorrow may not be as fun as today. ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and im sad about this news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-4650201053241767195?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4650201053241767195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/4650201053241767195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4650201053241767195' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8816971500909570961</id><published>2008-07-25T14:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:14:19.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;firstly, i wanna say these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-im starting to hate my keyboard the letter T, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cause i always have difficulties pressing it. it is spoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-i have not been posting for four days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-im gonna post now. lols. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i posted about monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so lets go back to tuesday, wednesday, thursday and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;TUESDAY. hmm.. i forgot larh... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;school was okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;had PE. and for once, i enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;that was the last PE lesson the training teacher had with us. ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yup, shes good. but i dont like her lessons. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so, played floorball infront of the school main gate there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;me and kaiwei were playing in our own style and we enjoyed it. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;like playing golf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then after school, yanling, shuying and me had new south wale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;after that, i went for scrabble training. the first training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hiax. i eel alone. ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;actually xiuping is in the team, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but because her CO cca's time clashes with the training time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she no longer is in the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so, i lost the one and only accompany and im all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;im really very sad. ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but, for a start, its okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;paired with shermaine. she is good larh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i only score around.... 40-60 but she is already in 200!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than the trainig ended and i board this very packed 136 bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;seriously very cram lor. so cram untill i must stand next to the bus driver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;WEDNESDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ass's judging day. wait a minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;just in case you are thinking what i think you will be thinking, ass is not 'ASS' okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it is anderson secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so left at english class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than went for an early lunch. together with the upper sec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than board the bous booked by ms tan to ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sadly, ms tan could not make it there because she was ill. really ill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so, it was all on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ass is so much better than ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;they have alot of cool stuffs and they have this very big periodic table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so cool larh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and, yeap, we took alot of pictures. well, me and yanling. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;erm.. the presentation was better than the one in VJC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but the QnA part was bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;all the questions we all dont know lorh. ]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;THURSDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cooked agar agar during HE class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it was SUPERB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but, i think too much coloring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i eat untill my thumb and index finger are red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and i only ate two pieces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than, left during art class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cause going to ass to see results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okay, this part is really very FRUSFRATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so, ms tan did not come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but she msged us saying we will leave school at 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okay. than we left at 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;as ms tan did not book bus, we called her up to ask how we go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she said she will book cab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okay. we waited for the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than popped out this damn teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she is worser than a damn teacher. trust me. no offemce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;this is why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the cab came at the same time she came down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she said we will not go. han we were like,: WTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than she said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okay. han one from each group will go. the others go back class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;all 12 of us were like: WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she is really very what larh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dont let us go at 11 when the person-in-charge of the competition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;says come say this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;just what she want?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;WTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;called ms tan and we planned a way out of the school without her knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;all 12 of us used that way, and yup, we did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tricky huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then went to the school. boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we won certificate of merit, if im not wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;this time round, the boys came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we left the place around early 4pm and headed to HM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we stayed in the library and went home around 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;TODAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ms tan did not come again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;school was as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;something happened during music and it was not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nothing much happened though, but it was really very scary. ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than during CTFT time, ms huda, mr imran and another teacher cam in and took photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;guess they are leaving uh?&lt;br /&gt;so took two class photo with ms huda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and mr imran is asked to take picture. BY POPULAR DEMAND YAW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so funny. everyone is grabbing a chance to take photo ith him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and wei neng is like hugging him?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eeww.... hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than he left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;GOOD LUCK, CHERs! ALL THE BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;PE cher also gave us biscuit. how kind. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than headed to bbt. stayed awhile and some commotion happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;not gonna say much bout it though. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okay, so that is it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;gotta go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*going for tomorrow's CIP! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8816971500909570961?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8816971500909570961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8816971500909570961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8816971500909570961' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-3697375339583488673</id><published>2008-07-21T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:35:30.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hey pepo! todays post will be a short one. RACIAL HARMONY DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;serangoon sec's BE YOURSELF DAY. but lessons as usual. than guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tim was very funny. so was mr terrance. well, gotta go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION TO ALL READERS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OWNER OF THIS BLOG WILL BE M.I.A FOR SOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DONKEY&lt;/em&gt; DAYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEE YOU GUYS WHEN IM BACK FROM THOSE DAYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-3697375339583488673?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3697375339583488673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/3697375339583488673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3697375339583488673' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5713668112967378053</id><published>2008-07-19T07:00:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:50:59.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the post for the later part of today. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;met up with yanling in plaza at 1030. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;headed to hougang's bus interchange to meet up with the other two gals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;went to photoshop once all arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;developed the photos we took in malaysia for the history project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the way how we developed instant photos are not as easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;as how i thought it will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;okay...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it is rather mar fan than cool. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but the photo developed are very nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then bought browines and went up to rooftop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;stayed in the heat for awhile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;than went to popular to buy the scrapbook for the project,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;okay...., we were like choosing here and there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;for the one that is totally new and has no dents and bents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but, sadly, all have dents and bents. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;after we bought the book, we went to the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;now, i have to declare, that library is really not the place for the 4 of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we can really laugh and talk loudly and being the place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;where silence must be observed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;library is really not that place for us. no offence gals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but no choice. library is the only place where we can do work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so, sorry pepo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then, pasted the photos and went for lunch at 2pm in the kopitiam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;saw mr chrisopher tan and his students. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;kaiwei and i shared ban mian, a kind of soup noodles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;just in case you all wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haha. than shuying and yanling shared ommelette rice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wa lao, theirs look superbly nice and delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hiax... but ours are very filling. ahahah... maybe i will try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;recommand you all also. lols. then wen to the arcade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tried to play the machine which can catch the toys one, but failed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;played that many times before, but only managed to caught one toy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haha. but it is not easy to catch okay... ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hahas. then went back to the quiet place and continue with the project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yanling went shortly so left the the three of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we were laughing away which thus invited the security guard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;her presence maked the whole ambience lousy and tense. haiyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so left the place and went down to basement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;bought some stuffs and realised it was raining heavily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so shuying and kaiwei called their parents to fetch them home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;while waiting for their arrival, we roamed around the mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;went to harvey norman and we did something amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we decided to try the machine that can make instant photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i still thought that machine can edit photos and can keep in the phone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but cannot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;must print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we were in the middle of the making then we know that it is a must to print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so, no choice lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the assitant beside us made us feel so awkward and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;her attitude is like, so, bad. in the end, we printed one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and the total amount was $0.15! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we went to a place which sell things that is hundreds or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the least more than twenty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but we paid only 0.15 cent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so embarrassing and ridiculous! hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was really very funny there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;than went home. so that was the end of the day. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyyo people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;early in the saturday morning and i am here posting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday was bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had this terrible headache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i really need some long long sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so slept very early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well about yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess you all know about yesterday uh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, than lets not talk so much about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;special thing about yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the booth opposite ours in the vjc hall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had a group of small kiddos there to listen to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i dont know if the little ones understand them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but thats not the point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they are there to like support them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and having so many little ones there, l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;istening to them, wheather they win anot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess the presenters from that particular school will be very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will be if they are there. haha. [: but lucky for them, they won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they got a gold flower. i guess it is gold. well, congrats. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but for us, we won nothing. or maybe we won experiences. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but happy thing in that hall yesterday was that china guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he is really very funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having to translate what he said to our seniors was really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very cool and funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he came to our booth too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and brought along another guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the second guy was... HAHHA.... funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he really made us laugh! hahaa. so left the school early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and bus-ed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was this 'unwell' girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she really scares us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was my very first time seeing people like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, hopefully she gets well and become normal. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ms tan sick also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, get well soon too! [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;than reached home. hit my pillow as soon as i had done all stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, for today, will be going out with gals to do history project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will update later&lt;/span&gt;. [:&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/8070402408617606836-5713668112967378053?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5713668112967378053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5713668112967378053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5713668112967378053' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1354534100842338623</id><published>2008-07-17T17:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:22:41.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;lets start off with home econs. one word to describe the whole 1.5 hours=&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;madam yap did not come again. so went to canteen. the teacher damn what lor... cannot do this cannot do that... still ask me to copy the readers digest. aiyo... never mind, at least there is something for me to do during that absolutely boring time. than it was maths. at first i cant find my maths two. i thought i will be dead, and i was like praying that mrs diva will not scold me. but in the end, yanling passed it to me. PHEW! so it was with her all the while. haha.... than mrs diva gave back three test papers. MYE. NUMBER PATTERN QUIZ. CLASS TEST. number pattern qiuz, four. fail. i always fail that kind paper. than class test. seven. i failed by a pathetic &lt;strong&gt;HALF&lt;/strong&gt; mark! WTH! so did corrections lor. than i realised that first question i am correct, only mrs diva marked wrongly. hahha. so earned back 2 marks. hahah... i felt lucky! haha... than art, english, ipw. bla bla bla. headed to hougang mall and lunched at MAC. went to library and laughed so so much that my tummy ached. haha.than left and went to compass. slack around there and homed close to 5.&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/8070402408617606836-1354534100842338623?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1354534100842338623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1354534100842338623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1354534100842338623' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-938078993660686330</id><published>2008-07-16T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:09:14.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wednesday, the literature drama project day. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;school started off with two free periods. mrs diva and duan lao shi did not come. wonder why. never mind, than that 1 hour, all of us were busily preparing for the literature drama project. than it was english. after recess, got back yesterday's science class test. hahha. than it was literature. i love it. for once, i am brave enough to act properly infront of the class and it was not as bad as i pictured it. we were the first group. at first i was scared and i really needed the toilet, so i was abit nervous. but everything went out fine. although out group the props are not as nice as hwee sian's group and not as many as her group, we still act out nicely.. hahah... bhb uh..??? haha... edwin was the grandpa and he look funny with the fake moustache. and weineng was like flipping and flapping the roti pratas in a funny way. all of us laughed. the show ended very quickly. than watched the other groups' acted. damn! i am really very envy of hwee sain's group larh... their props are sufficent and they are so so nice. all so very creative. than school ended with geography. towards the ending of geo class, alyssa feel unwell. she was quite weak after the class ended. so, we helped her down. get help from teacher and two red cross came. they helped her along the way down. so left her and hwee sian they all at ground floor and headed to bbt. anyway, take care, alyssa! [: drank RIBENA! damn, i think i am addicted to it. it is nice! than came home and here i am, posting. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-938078993660686330?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/938078993660686330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/938078993660686330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#938078993660686330' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7647992518271915542</id><published>2008-07-15T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:38:31.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;people,i had changed my blog's song. how's it? nice, not nice? well, i think it is nice. hahas. okay, hmmm.... school.... USUAL! everyday is almost the same. science class test. than PE. recess. maths. chinese. good thing about today is, school is dismissed at 1230. YES! hahas. er, class test was, okay. some question very hard larh... than PE. not much different from the past few weeks. half of the class was not in the mood to play, the other half played. so PE teacher was not really very happy. got scolded, well sort of, by mr mus. than maths. hahas. actually mrs diva has alot of extraordinary phrases. and they are funny. hahas. donkey days is one of them. than mother tongue. FREE! chinese teacher did not come. lots of laughter. than school ended. maybe because today school ended at 1230, the school sercurity forgot the changed in time. everyone crowded at the side gate. really alot of people. had some difficulties squezzing out of that small gate. than headed to bbt. that stretch of road, from school to bbt, is filled with serangoon sec people. WOW! cool. hahas. so is the bbt shop. alot of SSS students buying stuffs. but lucky thing, auntie made our drinks first. than sat down at the stairs near the provisionn shop. boys sat at the railings. than zhicao was like making alot of disturbing actions and the boss of the provision shop came out and scolded him. oh-hor.... hahhas. than he was like running rounds and rounds chasing a guy. hahhas. than headed home. went home early today. nothing planned up. so HOME SWEET HOME. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7647992518271915542?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7647992518271915542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7647992518271915542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7647992518271915542' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-8331222220779921195</id><published>2008-07-14T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:40:43.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;school was blah blah blah... nothing out of the usual. than was guitar. yup, it was a very very long time since went for guitar lessons. so many things packed up, of coz have no time to go. so played, yesterday, chan mali chan, cupid l0ve. tough okay.?? than bus-ed home. DAMN! so yan ling, her bf and me waited for 119. so the bus came, got ready and went down the stairs. than when i stood infront of the bus, i dont know is the bus driver blind or gonna rush to somewhere, he actually drove off! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;WHEN I AM STANDING RIGHT INFRONT OF THAT DAMN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DOOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just what is wrong huh? really very angry. so waited for a long long time before the bus came. so now, i am home-d. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-8331222220779921195?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8331222220779921195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/8331222220779921195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8331222220779921195' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7730968567362951780</id><published>2008-07-13T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:12:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;okay, posting time. well, the blog had a new skin. will i ever stay on one skin...??? i know i keep changing. hahas. okay okay, about the day, english tution was different today. uncle brought me and bro the parkway's BORDER to buy books. he is a great man. a man with good carrer, and he is a man with experiences. he went through loads in order to become what he is now. tough man. and he is very knowledgeable. he was there to lend a helping hand when we need help. damn, i am lucky to have him as my uncle. [: so, grabbed a few books and the books there are always very pleasing. then went back to aunts' house. lunch was popiah. yup, it reminded me of my first home econs class in the year. hahas. even the popiah skin was the same shape. only that i no need to cook the veg and stuffs. hahas. just eat. hahas. after that was history tution. hmm... wonder am i improving? actually sunday's classes are, well, not bad. english, sort of like a class where experiences are said and advises are given and of coz english is taught. history and geography class is more on books books books and revision revision and revision. not saying i dont like the second class. hahahs. but they all helped.[: thats all bout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7730968567362951780?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7730968567362951780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7730968567362951780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7730968567362951780' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1257380781536169591</id><published>2008-07-12T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:15:56.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i just realised how much i dont like doing project. it is really killing me. i just finished the literature drama acting script and while writing, i guess the acting will be very sucky. i just got a feeling that i cant perform well, just like other times when i am up there infront all of the people. im always so bad when talking to people who i dont know, even two people is also a problem. hiax. ]: i always have regrets. exams are coming and i am still not switching to a studying mood. i cant help either. the mood is just not there. any solutions? well, nothing much today. half of the day homework-ing. the other half, computer computer computer. maybe thats the problem. maybe thats the thing that making me switching off to homework. maybe. well, thats all. &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/8070402408617606836-1257380781536169591?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1257380781536169591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1257380781536169591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1257380781536169591' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2684735783429300314</id><published>2008-07-11T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T18:27:09.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am tired. really am. today was the day when we presented our project. it was bad. and i wanna apologize to the gals, sorry... i know i was really very bad just now. so, everything was over and we knew we did not do that well, but there are the other two competitions that awaits us, so do our best next time. [: the way back from victoria jc was a tiring one. i was so tired i totally dont feel like talking on the way back. nothing much already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BYEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2684735783429300314?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2684735783429300314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2684735783429300314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2684735783429300314' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1842252896915162366</id><published>2008-07-10T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:49:35.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally.... &lt;/em&gt;we are finally done with our elements project. well, we are only left with the presentation, but others are done. yeapiess...!!! we started doing this thing since start of the year and now we can finally present it out, i feel relived,  although during the process, problems popped out. hahas. so about the day, well, tough decisions were made during reading period time for what to do with the board with such a short time in the afternoon, but, of coz, we made the decisions, to do it whenever we have the time. hahas. emmm... school, nothing much larh... home economics, madam yap did not come, so joined the other group. haiyo, there hor, really hor... aiyo... only can be described in a sentence. that is, very very... aiya, dont know how to say lar, but the teacher very picky one lor... and fussy also.... hahas. and she even read my name as BRENDA. i guess she had stamps one her eyes. is it so difficlut to see my name huh? haiyo... than the other subs were as usual. went to KFC to lunch. today is so so different okay...  we actually dined in the same place as the THREE cute guys and this time, they were abit more friendly-er. well, most of them. for once, ***f** smiled and kindda joked about us,&lt;em&gt; i guess&lt;/em&gt;... hahahas. but somehow that did no improve my mood abit higher instead it went down.previously even worst. everytime i see ***f**, my mood in the end will go down indstead of up... well, then went to the library to do the project. eveything was fine and imran was making us luagh and laugh and also &lt;em&gt;another two things &lt;/em&gt;that made all of us laughing crazily. hahas. once we were done with the board, shuying and yanling + imran went off first. me and kaiwei stayed in the mall. slack in the library and laughed at some photos. ahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so that was it. another day with its own story to tell. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1842252896915162366?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1842252896915162366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1842252896915162366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1842252896915162366' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6482662703224281516</id><published>2008-07-09T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:47:27.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;before school ended&lt;/span&gt;, was fine. after school end, everything was terrible. it all started from waiting for 74 bus (to hougang) to waiting for 62 bus ( to go home).the threee bus waiting were damn long.in KFC, lunch-ing was rather weird, cause boys were there.and walking to hougang bus interchange to shuying's house, we grumbled over who to carry this very very very big board which is for our elements project. half way through, the board was left lying on the streets, cause none of us wanna take. seriously it is very BIG okay....???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in shuying's house, everything was so wrong. the board was not big enough for all papers to be pasted on, ink gonna run out, time was not enough.! just what else could go wrong huh?and damn, i have a stack of homework to be done.DAMN! is today a so-stress and so-whatever day??? god....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna stay away from this sort of days and live a smooth-running life, but i guess that this kind of hope is never possible to happen huh... maybe less problems will do. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6482662703224281516?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6482662703224281516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6482662703224281516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6482662703224281516' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-7587444729711766296</id><published>2008-07-08T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:15:57.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school kicked off with 2 free periods, that is science.&lt;br /&gt;ms tan did not come to school, on leave.&lt;br /&gt;so it was relieved by a teacher and he was rather strict. but lets not care bout him. hhaha [:&lt;br /&gt;pe was bad.&lt;br /&gt;i miss mr mus and he is better.&lt;br /&gt;this new cher is not bad, though but she made us play some games and i dont really like it so.... never mind...&lt;br /&gt;than other periods followed up as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afer school went to shuying's house to do the elements project.&lt;br /&gt;came and go within a short time than the three of us, yanling kaiwei and me went to compass point and yup, zakir and imran went along.&lt;br /&gt;waited and waited for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, only four went, imran went off.&lt;br /&gt;so bought the stuff we need and roam around.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;went home around 1730.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someimes i hoped to have an answering machine, one that could answer all my questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-7587444729711766296?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7587444729711766296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/7587444729711766296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7587444729711766296' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1484762675286797328</id><published>2008-07-07T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:06:04.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night was a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;so the uncle came to repair my computer and he is really a funny man.&lt;br /&gt;he can joke. and he got us all laughing. haha....&lt;br /&gt;so, in the end, my com is reparied and everything is fine now.&lt;br /&gt;it feels good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all.&lt;br /&gt;maybe there will a follow-up of the day later.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1484762675286797328?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1484762675286797328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1484762675286797328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1484762675286797328' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6354865857901665821</id><published>2008-07-06T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:55:04.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY YOUTH DAY TO ALL YOUTHS IN THIS VERY PLANET, unless there are some youths in the other surviving planets...&lt;br /&gt;AND also to AMILIA: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GAL!&lt;br /&gt;hmm,i think yesterday was my cousin, alvin's day, so a belated happy birthday to you too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, so many special days in this week huh?&lt;br /&gt;well went for tution and went home around noon.&lt;br /&gt;some computers repair person is gonna come and repair my trying-to-survive computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;, someone is here to save my computer. hopefully he or she knows whats up with my computer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;BERINA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6354865857901665821?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6354865857901665821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6354865857901665821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6354865857901665821' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-9161361999682195341</id><published>2008-07-05T14:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:16:40.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: bored + tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day i was hiding behind the book i borrowed from library and i was totally 'off 'when i saw my homework and undone projects.&lt;br /&gt;the book is really very nice, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, i totally had no mood to do the given homework and seeing the holiday project laying around my house made me even more sick and tired of them.&lt;br /&gt;how i wished that there will be no more projects for us students ever ever again... boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow is youth day.&lt;br /&gt;happy youth day to all who are youths.&lt;br /&gt;guessed it will be another boring day huh..??&lt;br /&gt;so what if it is youth day.... i wondered....&lt;br /&gt;tution will still be carried out as usual. even though it helps, but it can be tiring to be siting in the room for a few hours and listening and listening....&lt;br /&gt;face it, they are there to help so might as well enjoy the lessons huh?... rather than brooding over it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go now....&lt;br /&gt;seems like it is going to rain, maybe it will be better to rain rather than having the sun out... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;berina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8070402408617606836-9161361999682195341?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/9161361999682195341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/9161361999682195341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#9161361999682195341' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-160923579475705166</id><published>2008-07-04T14:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:08:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first, thanks to shuying for giving me that patrick star.&lt;br /&gt;it is cute.&lt;br /&gt;lessons, lessons and lessons..... finally 2 free periods came and we were free to play poker.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1100, we went to hall for youth day performance.&lt;br /&gt;not as boring as some other performances in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but i was really on my watch out for one teacher.&lt;br /&gt;to me, i feel that we are like rabbits in the wild avoiding one scary tiger.&lt;br /&gt;that teacher is always looking out to catch those who are against the attire rules.&lt;br /&gt;and we saw how do grandma skirts look like now and it really look like grandma skirt.&lt;br /&gt;hiax....&lt;br /&gt;but she went away after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed the performance by the band and CO.&lt;br /&gt;the part that i really like was the guy playing the band drums.&lt;br /&gt;the hitting of the drum and the whole thing is like so cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, we went to bbt.&lt;br /&gt;on the way there, i and kaiwei walked behind one cute guy, but he was really very ***. hiax....&lt;br /&gt;but did not really affect me.&lt;br /&gt;bought drinks and said our goodbye to shuying and yanling.&lt;br /&gt;they are going out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, sadness with empty reasons filled me up.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why and what caused me to have this empty sadness. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i can really hate this sort of feelings. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BERINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the patrick that can paint (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SG3AbbbeyRI/AAAAAAAAABI/6sHEcbOnWXU/s1600-h/DSC06700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SG3AbbbeyRI/AAAAAAAAABI/6sHEcbOnWXU/s320/DSC06700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219039120644294930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SG3FBaunpfI/AAAAAAAAABY/CLzvg7UoyQo/s1600-h/DSC06697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SG3FBaunpfI/AAAAAAAAABY/CLzvg7UoyQo/s320/DSC06697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219044171337672178" 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/8070402408617606836-160923579475705166?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/160923579475705166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/160923579475705166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#160923579475705166' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SG3AbbbeyRI/AAAAAAAAABI/6sHEcbOnWXU/s72-c/DSC06700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-10189290532833706</id><published>2008-07-03T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:45:37.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day started as usual only that i had to carry bags of stuffs to school.&lt;br /&gt;home economics turned out to be the opposite of what i had pictured.&lt;br /&gt;i paired up with kelly and the teacher was not really very bad, in fact, she is a friendly teacher. (:&lt;br /&gt;great. i was really glad that i was not alone. phew... thanks god.&lt;br /&gt;for our first practical, we did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;popiah.&lt;/span&gt; today's class was a pretty small one as some boys were being punished. so only five tables of us were in the cooking room.&lt;br /&gt;some of the cooking were done by madam yap, so we did only abit. hahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;the cleaning of the cooking equipments was tough, especially when i need to scrub the pan.&lt;br /&gt;the turnip and carrots were sticking onto the pan as tough they dont want to be separated from one another, so i need to scrub and scrub until they come off... /:&lt;br /&gt;though it was abit tough, the food turns out to be nice, superb. hhahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed home econs.&lt;br /&gt;the other lessons were carried out as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, the four of us and some boys sat and stood at the staircase near chij and had lots  of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;really very funny.... there was this one plump indian small kid running with some difficulties on the parade square.... very cute and funny.....&lt;br /&gt;than bus came and we went home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats that for posting....&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;berina (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-10189290532833706?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/10189290532833706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/10189290532833706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#10189290532833706' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-1534588798579408754</id><published>2008-07-02T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:12:47.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the day i hope that everything will go as i prayed.&lt;br /&gt;home economics is the first period and i pictured that i will be alone. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;god, i dont want that to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;after school, we waited outside 2ec as there was srp.&lt;br /&gt;during the wait, we had tons of fun, laughter and chatter.&lt;br /&gt;the four of us and two boys sat outside of class 2ed to play poker.&lt;br /&gt;jovan was like laughing in such a funny way and it was so contagious that he ended all of us laughing.&lt;br /&gt;he was really very very funny.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaaha......&lt;br /&gt;and he was given a nickname. it was a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to AJC, again.&lt;br /&gt;shuying was not able to make it because she had to go for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;so me, yanling, kaiwei and the two malay boys went there.&lt;br /&gt;today was counting of the bacteria grown, so we left that place soon after we reached.&lt;br /&gt;however, time still went by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;we reached hougang mall around 1730.&lt;br /&gt;i could not stay for long with the others because i had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;so, the day ended with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;breakaway is NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;berina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-1534588798579408754?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1534588798579408754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/1534588798579408754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1534588798579408754' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-2564779943772352468</id><published>2008-07-01T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:49:38.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yo people.....&lt;br /&gt;school was fine. nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;lunch in school and headed to AJC.&lt;br /&gt;today, two more people came along, so the lab was abit noisier than before.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;than went home by bus and LRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a dull day.&lt;br /&gt;BERINA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-2564779943772352468?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2564779943772352468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/2564779943772352468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2564779943772352468' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-5455224659419670367</id><published>2008-06-30T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:42:04.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised that i am really a very careless and forgetful person. really.&lt;br /&gt;i reminded my friends to bring maths book and an experiment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt; but in the end, i was the one who forgot to bring those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haiyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i really am a blur blur person. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ahahhaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;luckily, for maths, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diva did not scold me for not bring the B book. phew.&lt;br /&gt;the first part of the day was as usual, but not for history class.&lt;br /&gt;madam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fauziah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was so so angry today that she kicked the chair!&lt;br /&gt;gosh, that side of hers was an ugly one.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guessed she was really very fed up, huh?&lt;br /&gt;than it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;VE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;class photos were given to us.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, the three of us did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; the correct pieces of photos, but we did got some.&lt;br /&gt;this time the photos were taken perfectly, far much better than last year's ones. LOVE IT LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school ended with that.&lt;br /&gt;since we need to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AJC&lt;/span&gt;, we headed to long john sliver for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;when we were almost done and ready to go off, we saw panda! damn he is cute.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt; to buy the toothbrush. /:&lt;br /&gt;but, we did not use it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i bought but did not use it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hiax&lt;/span&gt;.... same for KW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haiyo&lt;/span&gt;... /:&lt;br /&gt;prepared agar plates instead and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YL&lt;/span&gt; was like pouring the agar solution in the gloves.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the agar solution, we went o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AMK&lt;/span&gt; library.&lt;br /&gt;drank&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; CAFE GALILEE&lt;/span&gt;. damn! the iced chocolate is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;recommendation&lt;/span&gt;: go get it. it is nice! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;..... cute but weird.&lt;br /&gt;it hardens quickly and became something like a finger figure. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HAHHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;really very funny...&lt;br /&gt;so the day ended and here i am, posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;BYEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;berina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-5455224659419670367?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5455224659419670367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/5455224659419670367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5455224659419670367' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070402408617606836.post-6063667349137012159</id><published>2008-06-29T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T14:04:23.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAPIES...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;finally i can access internet! (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks god.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bloggy so so much,  lucky thing there is another alternative, the library. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished the maths project. tough.&lt;br /&gt;nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my blog is still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;berina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070402408617606836-6063667349137012159?l=herabstractlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6063667349137012159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070402408617606836/posts/default/6063667349137012159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herabstractlife.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6063667349137012159' title=''/><author><name>BERINA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032250013541401599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IzFPbEOZJyE/SFZAB-eFTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xa3_gDyQ4To/S220/DSC06362.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
