<?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-25704333</id><updated>2011-08-27T17:53:49.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raindropsturnintosnowflakes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7340576977184167759</id><published>2009-06-20T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:43:09.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#228</title><content type='html'>1.5 days more of enjoyment and it's back to camp again. more field camps, more PTs, more punishments. I really hope that everything is going to be alright. I had a shock of my lifetime when I saw the posting results yesterday. You wouldn't believe where I'm going - i  didn't believe too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NRIC:   S9001073E   Name:   CHIA WAH TAT, LOUIS&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Comd SAF BMTC wishes you all the best in your future posting.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Your Posting Order is listed below:&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;1.  You are posted to  OCS (ARMY WING).&lt;br /&gt;2.  Your vocation is  OFFICER CADET (CBT).&lt;br /&gt;3.   Your are to report to:  SAFTI Military Institute, Warrior's Hall.&lt;br /&gt;   Reporting Date/Time:  22/06/2009 at 0700 to 0800 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;   Person to report to:  AMPO&lt;br /&gt;   Contact Number:  67997200/342/654&lt;br /&gt;   You are required to report in smart no.4 uniform (PES E recruits to be in No 3 uniform), except for those assigned to Police Force.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Special Instruction:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Camera Handphone is allowed. Download below hyperlink and open using Acrobat Reader.&lt;br /&gt;Further instructions to OCS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. 3 weeks of confinement means I won't get to celebrate my sister's birthday and I won't get to stay in my new home till then. Wish me all the best! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7340576977184167759?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7340576977184167759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7340576977184167759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7340576977184167759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7340576977184167759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/06/228.html' title='#228'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8024178988543064537</id><published>2009-06-14T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:31:07.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#227</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! Welcome back to this dead blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I POP-ed on Wednesday, now as private Chia and awaiting my posting results. Wednesday was one of my happiest day. It seemed as though it was the end of NS for me. (I wished) So while waiting anxiously for my posting results, I should just enjoy as much as I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was nothing much. I went to Starbucks to see Wanah and talked to her. Haven't seen her for a very long time and she had a lot of things to tell me. Wrote my journal at Starbucks and watched Little Miss Sunshine. It is not too bad and the characters acted not too bad. But there isn't a lot of emotions that will run through you, more like a "learn from the characters" film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday wasn't too bad. Went to The Cage for soccer with my platoon mates. I ended up taking more photos then played soccer. (: In the evening, I met up with Teresa and Shu'en for dinner at Bedok. We ordered a whole table of food, like what Teresa imagined. It was a super long time since I last feast-ed (is there such a word?) and it seemed like an alien to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I headed over to my cousin's place with my sister cause my sister wanted to get clothes from my cousins. After that we went to Eastpoint for lunch. Lunch was horrible because I ate Root Beer battered Fish and Chips. The combination didn't turn out well I guess. But the ice cream turned out better than expected. Maybe I should just go there for ice-cream when I move house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm moving to the East (more East than my current location) to somewhere between Simei and Tanah Merah. So no more Parkway Parade or Big Splash Starbucks but Eastpoint and its Starbucks. If you want company come find me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to yesterday. After lunch we went to Tampines 1 (for my first time) and I went to UniQlo. I bought a belt but realised that it is too big. So now I need to find someplace to allow me to get my belt punched. Anyone knows where? L4d-ed in the evening with Jian Yong and Jude after dinner at Katong Shopping Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a messy day. Moving house soon means I need to pack now! My room was in a mess and is still in a mess. Everything is flying everywhere and I don't know why I kept my Secondary 3/4 worksheets! Hopefully I'll be done by tomorrow or something so I can enjoy my block leave and not spend time on useless packing. In the evening, I went out with Hector for dinner at Fish and Co. and later walked to Esplanade to watch this Korean band OHBROTHERS! perform. They were super good and cute I tell you. You should have been there, it is really like therapy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what will happen tomorrow. Hope that it will be okay (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8024178988543064537?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8024178988543064537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8024178988543064537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8024178988543064537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8024178988543064537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/06/227.html' title='#227'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6014727047241913692</id><published>2009-04-30T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:38:28.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#226</title><content type='html'>Hello I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 days past quite fast. I think it is because I was looking forward to the next RO every day. Tekong is really not as bad as I thought it would be, just that the weather there is horrendous. It is really hot and when CAT 1 siren comes on and you hope that it will rain, it will just drizzle or the clouds will just pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is field camp. I really hope it will turn out well. And the next time I'm back will be on Friday. See you then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6014727047241913692?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6014727047241913692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6014727047241913692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6014727047241913692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6014727047241913692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/226.html' title='#226'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8755010010207489492</id><published>2009-04-12T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:58:58.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#225</title><content type='html'>Hello people, or rather bye people. In around 12 hours I will be taking the boat to Tekong and report to my second home. Away for 18 days doesn't sound too bad. Just think of me going for 6 consecutive chalets. Not that bad I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've packed my bag and ready to go. It is now time to make new friends. (: See you all again in 3 weeks time. Hopefully I have a lot to tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8755010010207489492?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8755010010207489492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8755010010207489492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8755010010207489492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8755010010207489492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/225.html' title='#225'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-513440421130461657</id><published>2009-04-10T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:04:25.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#224</title><content type='html'>The two universities haven't replied me yet. Most likely I will only get my admission results when I'm in army. And on Thursday, I finally browsed my inbox. There were more than 100 because Facebook has been spamming me with a lot of notifications. And I happen to see an email from PSC! This was what it emailed me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for your interest and application for a Civil Service  Scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;2         PSC has noted your accomplishments and considered your application in  totality, including the academic and non-academic aspects.  After reviewing your  scholarship application thoroughly and in competition with the other  applications received, we regret that we are not able to consider your  application favourably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;3        We  appreciate the effort you have put into your application and your interest in  our scholarship. We wish you every success as you continue with your  education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, very sad, but I will not get my teaching scholarship. However, there is still one more out there and I'm still waiting. If I don't get it, I think I'll be okay cause there are so many out there who are getting straight As and I didn't get so it should be okay for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need my dose of Life 4 dead because of Andre, Brandon and Sylvia. If you need people to play with you come ask me to play also before I enlist on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hair cause I cut it on Thursday. I look okay, I think. The Malay barber was funny. He told me not to smoke, ask me to bid farewell to my hair and talk to me about army. I till definitely go back there if I need to shave again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-513440421130461657?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/513440421130461657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=513440421130461657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/513440421130461657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/513440421130461657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/224.html' title='#224'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3154274610323482591</id><published>2009-04-09T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:57:15.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#223</title><content type='html'>Andre Wang Hong Wei you suck. You are the one to be blamed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3154274610323482591?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3154274610323482591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3154274610323482591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3154274610323482591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3154274610323482591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/223.html' title='#223'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2632758889585830659</id><published>2009-04-05T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:44:55.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#222</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether I should worry. My NUS and NTU application have not been processed yet. All my other friends have already got their confirmation from these two universities, and it is impossible for me not to get into anyone of the universities with my score. Moreover, the scholarship boards I have applied haven't replied me yet. I don't really know what I should do now - worry or just wait patiently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2632758889585830659?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2632758889585830659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2632758889585830659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2632758889585830659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2632758889585830659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/222.html' title='#222'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2512308938637665030</id><published>2009-04-02T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:21:44.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#221</title><content type='html'>So much for being best friends. Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2512308938637665030?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2512308938637665030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2512308938637665030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2512308938637665030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2512308938637665030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/221.html' title='#221'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-355801001722998780</id><published>2009-04-02T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:06:18.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#220</title><content type='html'>I do not understand why people are so forgetful, or so ignorant abour their surroundings and other people's feelings. It is always so last minute and people have to change plans because of them. These people, should deserve a shot in the head or they would better be off dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-355801001722998780?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/355801001722998780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=355801001722998780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/355801001722998780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/355801001722998780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/220.html' title='#220'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8686254735539620676</id><published>2009-04-01T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:13:07.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#219</title><content type='html'>Ever felt like you are just playing along with the other people cause you don't know who they really are? Or you being prohibited to the place you love the most cause they will laugh at you? Or even talking non-stop but nothing ever goes into their heads? You feel helpless, so helpless that you don't trust anyone, don't dare to talk about your problems, afraid that something bad might happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am feeling now. And today will just be another day like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8686254735539620676?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8686254735539620676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8686254735539620676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8686254735539620676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8686254735539620676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/219.html' title='#219'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8068431289965649656</id><published>2009-03-30T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:34:58.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#218</title><content type='html'>It is the 4th day today. I don't know why is it like that, don't ask me why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8068431289965649656?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8068431289965649656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8068431289965649656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8068431289965649656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8068431289965649656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/218.html' title='#218'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6965374371752966367</id><published>2009-03-29T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:18:01.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#217</title><content type='html'>If I could run, I will run forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been a good for 3 consecutive days. Maybe it will last forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6965374371752966367?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6965374371752966367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6965374371752966367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6965374371752966367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6965374371752966367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/217.html' title='#217'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1323886255620735535</id><published>2009-03-29T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:21:23.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#216</title><content type='html'>How do you feel if you feel unappreciated? It seems like this is happening to my life now. It seems so meaningless and I don't know why. Maybe it is the way I'm living it - it is a little too boring. Hopefully after Tuesday, I'll feel much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1323886255620735535?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1323886255620735535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1323886255620735535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1323886255620735535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1323886255620735535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/216.html' title='#216'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7103043690938163088</id><published>2009-03-27T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:04:14.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#215</title><content type='html'>What a coincidence! I saw Mrs. Yeo at Parkway Borders today. It was not very long since I last saw her. At Ms. Wang's wedding dinner, she asked me what I was doing and she asked me the same question again! Nevertheless, I think both of us were surprised to see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering what I was doing at Borders, I was trying to get a book, but they didn't have it. So most probably, I will have to find it some where else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess who I saw next? On the bus on my way home, I saw Ms. Law! I think it was at least 2 years since I last saw her. She asked about my results and everything, and it was so disgraceful to tell her that I got D for Chinese. Maybe one day, before I enlist, I should go back to my Primary school to visit my teachers. I bet some don't even remember me, and likewise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more working days and I'm finally done with office work. I have learnt a bit from this job. And hope that it has relevance to my future job. It is really painful to earn money and it is just the start of everything in life. I really cannot imagine myself working an start paying bills after bills and to manage well with work and everything around it. It is funny as I would really want to study than work. At the beginning, work sounds fun cause you get to earn money and spend it however and on whatever you like. Wait till you really have to pay for so many bills and spend on girls and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 more days before I take a long hiatus from Facebook and blogs and everything else. Bye bye to my room and Starbucks. I don't really feel anything YET but I think something painful is coming my way, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Starbucks at Big Splash 1st birthday. Photos will soon be up on Facebook. View them when you are free. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a long day. Running in the morning before choir practice. Then I'll most likely sit around in Starbucks again. I need to pack my room and maybe my house cause all my papers are lying around the entire house. I'm glad my mum has not screamed at me yet but I fear that the time is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be disciplined and sleep at 1030 every day, waking up at 530 and exercise at least 3 hours a day. I just need to be mentally prepared, and I think I'll do fine. Oh, and definitely train more on pull-ups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7103043690938163088?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7103043690938163088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7103043690938163088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7103043690938163088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7103043690938163088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/215_27.html' title='#215'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2992475259475494894</id><published>2009-03-10T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:49:04.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#214</title><content type='html'>Erlina is so hilarious. She had e-mailed me earlier this morning, thanking me for helping her with A levels. I have totally forgotten about it! Haha. She says she is going to treat me for that. Just make sure she has organised the next Makan Outing. The last time we went out was 3 months ago, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to watch Heroes again. I feel so lost after missing so many episodes. I think I need to re-watch everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I spilled Caramel Macchiato on my laptop! The screen went blue and everything died. I was freaking out the entire time. Luckily I found an old hair-dryer and my data wasn't lost in the end. But, some of my keys are not working. ): So, I think my laptop works like a desktop instead because I need to plug in keyboard to make it work. Some of the keys are still sticky and it smells like coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a coupole of days after release of results and I'm still thinking about it. My result is okay. Not excellent, but okay. And I'm trying to be happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky March is coming to an end. I really realise that I'm not fit to be working in the office. I would really want something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't got ready to go to NS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll really want to be like Matt Harding, traveling around the world, being able to see how beautiful it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2992475259475494894?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2992475259475494894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2992475259475494894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2992475259475494894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2992475259475494894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/214.html' title='#214'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8930577038768080272</id><published>2009-03-07T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:32:28.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#213</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to all who have gotten their A level results yesterday. I'm so glad that I did okay, at least I can go to university and most likely apply for a scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't really fulfilled my dream of going up on stage to get my result slip from Ms Lai, I think I have, at least, tried my best and done myself proud. I really want to thank all those who have hoped that I went up on stage and those who have given me their blessings before the release of the results, not forgetting my teachers: Mr Nathan, Mr Peter Goh, Ms Lim PW, Mr Neo (get well soon okay?), Mdm Isnarti, my H3 teachers (I don't think I can name all of them). Also, all those who have helped me. My testimonial looks good and my CCA record looks nice. All thanks to choir. (: Choir has really given me so much joy and pleasure, even though there were many ups and downs and unhealthy comments flying around in the choir room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 3 As, 2 Bs, 2 Ds and one merit, giving me 82.5 points. Good enough to go into the course I want. Now I will just have to wait for good news from the different schools, and hopefully from the scholarship boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something that I really regret not doing last time. Something that have caused me so many problems now. It is really stupid last time not to take 4H2s even though I have the capability to do it. My life would be so different. This calls for Hiro Nakamura (: YATTA! So many problems will be solved (I think) with his ability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8930577038768080272?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8930577038768080272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8930577038768080272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8930577038768080272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8930577038768080272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/215.html' title='#213'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1404215992758881405</id><published>2009-02-19T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:52:10.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#212</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a great day. Mingbei and Siti celebrated my birthday (like after 1 month cause they were rather busy). We went to Vivocity's Fig&amp;amp;Olive for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was nonsense! Mingbei was laughing from the time we sat down till I left the train! The laughing queen was laughing at the most minor thing you can ever think of. And I think she had serious ear problems because half of the time she couldn't hear what Siti and I was talking about. Maybe you should get your ears checked! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a long time to figure out what they gave me. It took me more than 5 minutes (exaggerating) to realise what it was. I flipped it upwards and downwards so many times that they kept on laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have uploaded the photos on facebook. If you want to have a peep at it, you can go to: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=78269&amp;amp;id=629531635&amp;amp;l=e4ad8"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=78269&amp;amp;id=629531635&amp;amp;l=e4ad8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually very glad that we are still friends. Acutally, I don't really know what I want at this point in time now. What you said yesterday made me reconsider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1404215992758881405?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1404215992758881405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1404215992758881405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1404215992758881405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1404215992758881405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/02/212.html' title='#212'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4391927855409367418</id><published>2009-02-13T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:25:06.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#211</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is actually I don't intend to blog, but seems there is something to write so why not blog about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at work today, as usual, and was reading todayonline for the daily news. The thing that caught my eye was an article that is most relevant in the short run - Uni admissions. Finally the 3 public schools are publishing the scores of the different faculties and courses online. To my horror, they are super difficult to get in! Imagine AAB/A for NTU accountancy and minimum BBB/B for most engineering courses in both NUS and NTU. This is nightmare, definitely! If they had the scores earlier, at least we will work harder to get into the factulty that we want but I think that is too late. Anyway, let us just hope for the best for A level results. My guess is next week the earliest, following week the latest. See what happens then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am in deep trouble cause I haven't written my essay and completed my CV and pass them to Ms Lim! I keep on dragging and, even though I have a lot of time in office, I don't start on them. I really hope I can sit down tomorrow and start working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Happy Friendship/Valentines' Day people! I'm not really celebrating it cause I don't have a valentine but who cares! At least I'm free to roam around boring Singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4391927855409367418?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4391927855409367418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4391927855409367418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4391927855409367418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4391927855409367418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/02/211.html' title='#211'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2364028684775310090</id><published>2009-01-22T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:46:16.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#210</title><content type='html'>I finally learnt that the world is unfair. The world is unfair because there are a lot of things that will not go your way even though you worked so hard for it. And there will be others who will just slack and get things done the way they want it to be. Nevertheless, we should try to make use of what we really have and not complain, that was what I told my sister. Just hoping that some miracle will happen (even though I don't really believe in one.) Maybe after it happens then I will start to believe in such things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2364028684775310090?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2364028684775310090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2364028684775310090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2364028684775310090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2364028684775310090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/210.html' title='#210'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2589466591900384613</id><published>2009-01-21T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:44:28.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#209</title><content type='html'>We are just walking past each other, even if we have known each other for a very long time. Everyone around me looks strange and these events happened just like a dream. Every day is just another day. We look forward to it to see what negative things it will bring us, not to hope for the better. At the end of every year, everyone will say that the next will be much better but think about it, it hasn't been any better, in fact, it has been far worse than we have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work cannot be more boring but I have finally finished the boring part. If they don't give me anything to do tomorrow, I'll just stone for 4 hours till lunch, and another 4 hours till end of office day. Stamping is finally over and I don't think I will want to stamp so many pieces of paper again. Stamping around 100 seems fun but try 7000 pieces, I think you will feel like vomiting blood too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to writing my CV (which should be done last year) and probably my essays for the different scholarship boards. I really hope to get one. It may not be the most fantastic one but at least it will be able to cover my tuition fees and secure a job for me after I enter the working society. Ms Lim told me that some of the scholarship boards that I have chosen are very competitive and I don't think I want to waste time on all of those. It seems stupid to try to get the scholarship when there are so many other better school students fighting for the scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as I try to continue watching Ugly Betty (yes I haven't finished watching) I wonder if money is really so important in our lives. Why will people boast about their job pay? Why will people bother about the pay when the job is more important in this current situation? Why people think so negative about CPF (I had negative thoughts at first too) but it can help you in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I promised myself to go donate blood in February and hope my results will be excellent enough to get me a scholarship and get me into the course that I want to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2589466591900384613?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2589466591900384613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2589466591900384613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2589466591900384613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2589466591900384613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/209.html' title='#209'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-408354961588175070</id><published>2009-01-16T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:09:26.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#208</title><content type='html'>This week past very quickly! My work at the office became less serious, mainly due to the fact that everyone around me is overly distracted about a lot of things, other than work, like Lasik, Chinese New Year and its goodies, 1230, 1730, shopping online, news and other many ridiculous things you can think about. I was playing Facebook games while working. It feels LESS boring and definitely lowers the efficiency level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Orchard with Sufandy. He wanted to shop for clothes but apparently there aren't any nice ones or the nicer ones are too expensive. So he went home with nothing. Better luck next time! Just before we went around Orchard Road, we had dinner at an Indonesian restaurant in Lucky Plaza. The food there was amazing and it's worth the money (cause it is at Orchard Road). I cannot recall the shop name but if you are tempted, you can approach to the top level in Lucky Plaza and you can easily find it. I'm still bloated thanks to Sufandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Sylvia and Andre came to find me at work. They were supposed to give me a suprise but I somehow knew they were coming. We had food at Maxwell and Andre happily started the bitching session. Thanks so much for your COMPANY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather live in a world of simplicity, where colours are unheard of. It is the different colours that made the little ones confused. A little dash of paint is okay but too much is junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SXCw5adat_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/vhWmEOLjyqo/s1600-h/DSCF3025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SXCw5adat_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/vhWmEOLjyqo/s320/DSCF3025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291924062562072562" 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/25704333-408354961588175070?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/408354961588175070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=408354961588175070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/408354961588175070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/408354961588175070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/208.html' title='#208'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SXCw5adat_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/vhWmEOLjyqo/s72-c/DSCF3025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2965887808421605181</id><published>2009-01-10T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:40:55.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#207</title><content type='html'>2 days after my birthday, and 363 more days to go till the next. It's amazing how fast last year has passed and in just a matter of time I'll be going to NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was fine. Not excellent, just good enough to be in a passable state. Work was boring, as ever, but I had better things to do now. Less stamping and more sorting, which seems more fun. 5 minutes before my lunch, Jian Yong messaged me, telling me that he just woke up. He promised to have lunch with me since he has nothing to do and it was my birthday. So I left for lunch feeling quite down and unhappy. Then, he and Jude appeared out of nowhere. I felt so irritated yet happy. While walking to Maxwell food centre, I complained to them about my job. Jude (and many others) kept on saying that stamping is very very fun but they haven't tried stamping papers by the thousands. It is so mindless and my workplace its quite boring. So far, I think I have stamped at least 3000 pieces of paper and counting. Hope Monday's job will be much much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I rushed home. My family wanted to treat dinner, so we went to Ajisen to eat. I was feeling okay, telling them what I had to do at work and everything. The day ended when I went home, I was too tired to do anything else after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was better, maybe because it was the last day of the week that i need to work. Anne gave me better things to do, entering permit numbers and informing her the permits that are due that day. It was way better than stamping papers. Lunch was a treat by Weijie, who came from school. We went Maxwell again. (because it is not so stuffy and the food there is reasonable) That day was the first day I didn't have to stamp any papers. Wonderful right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I went home to bathe then rushed out again to meet Andre, Roy, Mengting and Brandon. We had Changing Appetites for dinner. It was a little expensive (I started to understand the value of money) but it had very big portions. As usual, we started to bitch because the master of all bitches, Andre, is there. (: After Sylvia joined us, we went to Irish Pub at Marina Square to drink. They gave me my present there and embarrassed me by singing me a birthday song. Andre also gave me a hat he got from Nepal. So much for the embarrassment by all the singing, my face turned red from drinking the beer. (It's a natural phenomenon for my face to turn red after drink beer - it's good blood circulation according to them) So they kept laughing at me, and Sylvia kept having checks to see the colour of our faces. We left 20 minutes before 12 to prevent the midnight surcharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was so dreamy. I went to UOB to open a new bank account and get an ATM card for my POSB account. I know most of you are laughing cause I'm only getting an ATM ater 19 but I'm proud of it okay? I went to swim with Roy after that. I'm getting tanner each time I'm there. (: We enjoyed Indian Rojak at Simpang after swimming because we were trembly famished. It was the nicest Indian Rojak I have ever eaten. Most of the Indian Rojaks that I have eaten is flour and the sauce is not nice. This stall had nice food and I envy people staying near there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll have tuition to earn more money (: and Monday is back to work, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thank you everyone who wished me happy birthday via facebook or those who messaged me, not forgetting Jude, Jian Yong and Weijie for having lunch with me and Andre, Sylvia, Roy, Mengting and Brandon who celebrated my birthday yesterday. All of you made my day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2965887808421605181?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2965887808421605181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2965887808421605181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2965887808421605181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2965887808421605181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/207.html' title='#207'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3554132745227190765</id><published>2009-01-06T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:14:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#206</title><content type='html'>Hello people! The previous post was written during my lunch break just now and it was super slip shot. Pardon me for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did at work was ridiculously boring. I stamped 2700+ papers and yawning at the same time. I cannot believe I have the tolerance to do that kind of mindless job. But since I'm getting paid, so I should just do whatever they ask me to do. By the way, I didn't ask for my pay. Rather stupid right? I didn't dare to ask, maybe because I was afraid that I will be underpaid. I guess my father will help me ask tomorrow or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you think you are free tomorrow or whenever during lunch time, you can come join me at Tanjong Pagah. I'm so lonely during lunch break just now, cause I don't really talk to the rest. Anyway, I'm definitely the youngest there. And the rest are like overgrown people - difficult to connect in anyway. So just message me so I will have lunch with you and make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, 2 more days and I'll be 19! (It seems fun to have a birthday but that age makes me feel very very very old.) I'll be waiting for surprises!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3554132745227190765?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3554132745227190765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3554132745227190765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3554132745227190765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3554132745227190765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/206.html' title='#206'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8073269028908927488</id><published>2009-01-06T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:12:54.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#205</title><content type='html'>It's my first day at work and I'm feeling sian. I just came back from lunch, had to eat alone. The people here are not very friendly and not very sociable. I wonder how I can stand working here for 3 months. So far, for the past 3 hours, I have been sorting documents and stamping stuff. I'd rather have something more interesting. Just need to work for another 4 hours and I'm done for the day. Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8073269028908927488?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8073269028908927488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8073269028908927488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8073269028908927488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8073269028908927488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/205.html' title='#205'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7782617367487508190</id><published>2009-01-03T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:40:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#204</title><content type='html'>I'm still searching for a new year resolution, something simple yet meaningful. I'm so glad that I don't need to go to school already. I was at airport the other day giving tuition to Pei Hsin and Xioa Hui and I saw so many secondary school kids doing homework! Homework, tutorials, tests and exams are so foreign to me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tuition is so fun! I really miss math. (I know everyone seeing my blog will want to kill me) But tuition gives me chance to be in touch with math again. I'm now preparing stuff for the two kids. And I set a test for them. This is the first time I'm so into this job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went back to TK cause Mdm Goo needed help for choir auditions. This year, there are more people joining choir. That's a good thing! I'm going back on Monday again and so I'll miss the kayak session with Sylvia bitch. I'm sorry Sylvia but kayak will always be there. We can go kayak anytime but the choir auditions are once in a lifetime. Maybe tomorrow will rain. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7782617367487508190?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7782617367487508190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7782617367487508190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7782617367487508190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7782617367487508190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/204.html' title='#204'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2696374764357986941</id><published>2009-01-01T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:12:12.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#203</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! Happy New year (:&lt;br /&gt;May 2009 be a better year and my laptop is finally ready. So I'll be posting my photos (finally) online. And I didn't get the Starbucks job but I'll be working at a shipping company. Work and interview start on Tuesday, by then I'll know what position I'll be given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2696374764357986941?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2696374764357986941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2696374764357986941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2696374764357986941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2696374764357986941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/203.html' title='#203'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2049784290169454717</id><published>2008-12-26T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:16:15.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#202</title><content type='html'>My laptop is still not with me! I hope it is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very tired due to caroling sessions. But it was fun. And maybe it will be really the last time I will sing in a choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started to swim again. I went to sun tan on Monday. But I was un-tanned the next day. I should have more tanning sessions and hope the sun comes out more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added a list of things I want. But it is not complete. Maybe you can use that to decide what to give me for my birthday. It's coming so soon! And I'll be 19 then. The last few days of December will be used wisely. I need to make use of my concession! Travel around Singapore as much as I can and eat student buffets. Anyone wants to join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2049784290169454717?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2049784290169454717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2049784290169454717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2049784290169454717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2049784290169454717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/202.html' title='#202'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7808101961285606228</id><published>2008-12-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:06:30.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#201</title><content type='html'>My blog will be on a long hiatus because my laptop doesn't want to work. So I'll continue blogging, posting photos and tagging photos when my laptop is okay. See you then. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7808101961285606228?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7808101961285606228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7808101961285606228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7808101961285606228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7808101961285606228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/201.html' title='#201'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2009187851075335461</id><published>2008-12-14T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:53:37.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#200</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally I have got 200 posts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Consort practice today. It didn't go well. Maybe it is the problem with the weather. Come to think of it, we have like more than 15 songs, but we sing them pretty fast, unlike normal choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After choir, We went to Roxy Square for dinner. Chatted over dinner with Sandy, Arron, Yakai, Jian Yong and Han Rui. (Did I spell it correctly?) Then we proceeded to Parkway because Sandy needed to buy toiletries. Han Rui said there was a choir singing carols so we decided to hear them. It was a very very small choir, around 16? We were rather bad to criticise them cause they didn't really project their voices. So after they left, we sang the repertoire we are singing for caroling. It didn't sound nice because we were missing an alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be another meeting with Teresa and Shu'en. Tuesday's choir chalet. Saturday's caroling at Concorde hotel till the 24th. This week seems so busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2009187851075335461?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2009187851075335461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2009187851075335461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2009187851075335461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2009187851075335461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/200.html' title='#200'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-30730972976178677</id><published>2008-12-13T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:17:00.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#199</title><content type='html'>I officially own a pair of Tigers! The nice one didn't have my size cause apparently everyone in Singapore who finds that pair of Tigers nice have a size 10. So I bought some other which is not that bad, but it's the nicest among the rest already. (: If you want to see my tigers just call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at Starbucks with Sufandy and I finally got a chance to try the food at Old Town White Coffee. I ate curry noodles and Sufandy ate rice with curry chicken. Now I understand why tons of people flood this place during lunch and dinner times. The curry is so addictive, I want to eat more even though I'm full. Maybe you should try it some day. It's available at Playground@Big Splash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there are flea markets here. Girls you are in luck! I'm looking forward to next week's Car Boot Sale. Hope that I can get a few deals unlike last month's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is crazy! Sufandy and I got 4 drinks, but we paid only one. So funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-30730972976178677?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/30730972976178677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=30730972976178677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/30730972976178677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/30730972976178677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/199.html' title='#199'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1975711282565740891</id><published>2008-12-12T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:24:02.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#198</title><content type='html'>I'm most likely going to get a pair of Tigers I saw tomorrow! So happy. And yesterday I went out with Shi Xuan, Marie and Shu'en for dinner. We had quite a lot to catch up. Teresa didn't come cause she was busy with work. We'll meet some other day, maybe. We had dinner at NYDC. It was simply delightful. Now some photos to admire, I'll post the others on my photobucket someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlFQrJZUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TteucHgB2Sk/s1600-h/DSCF3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlFQrJZUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TteucHgB2Sk/s320/DSCF3059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278892854281332034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiramisu. It tastes like tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlEx7mcyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AwZ8rZa3-Q/s1600-h/DSCF3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlEx7mcyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AwZ8rZa3-Q/s320/DSCF3063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278892846028845858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shu'en, Shi Xuan, Marie, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlFHUEjvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-lnZvsBo88s/s1600-h/DSCF3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlFHUEjvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-lnZvsBo88s/s320/DSCF3057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278892851768626930" 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/25704333-1975711282565740891?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1975711282565740891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1975711282565740891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1975711282565740891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1975711282565740891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/198.html' title='#198'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SUJlFQrJZUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TteucHgB2Sk/s72-c/DSCF3059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4930478871973430416</id><published>2008-12-10T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:18:10.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#197</title><content type='html'>I've been spending my life in from of my computer, watching episodes after episodes of Ugly Betty. Every day, I will call Mr Kwan, Mr Tan and Mr Kang to see if there is an available spot for me in the various schools. So far, only Mr Tan is not available, the other two teachers say that there isn't any slot for me at all. Feeling desperate, I messaged my ex-Chinese Primary School teacher to help me. She said there isn't any available slot for me too. Hmm, guess no on wants this old man to be a relief teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is life without a goal? Just a few weeks ago, I was thinking about A levels, my future. At least there was an aim, trying to do well to get into a university and if I'm lucky enough, get a scholarship. Now, I think I'm just waiting for phone calls everyday. People around me are asking if I have got a job already but I have not. It is either I'm too lazy to go out and find one or I'm just afraid - afraid that two parties want me to work. Clashing dates, overlapping times. I just don't like the idea of rejecting someone's offer. So while everyone is earning some amount per hour, I'm still spending bucks at Starbucks, disintegrating into someone useless. The partners at Starbucks ask me why wouldn't I go out. Well that is a good question. Aren't almost everyone outside working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many things in me and I don't know what to do with them. I'm feeling so lost+troubled+tired+sad+moody+slacky. Maybe I should just cycle or run or swim around Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a pair of Braziliano Praia Bettles and a pair of Onitsuka Tigers. A couple of bags maybe from Esprit and a top hat. Brown and black leather shoes, together with a cardigan. A make-your-own-tumbler from Starbucks would be nice too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4930478871973430416?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4930478871973430416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4930478871973430416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4930478871973430416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4930478871973430416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/197.html' title='#197'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1768907795883076338</id><published>2008-12-07T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:42:12.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#196</title><content type='html'>Weijie came to my house today. We watched Juno. It's about a teenage girl who had sex and got pregnant. It is quite nice, so maybe you should watch it. Oh, and Weijie asked me to play this game. If you are bored, just play this game &lt;a href="http://hotel626.com/"&gt;Hotel 626&lt;/a&gt;. It is quite fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to PP for dinner. And got my one-for-one Dark Cherry Mocha Frappuccino. I've tried it before but when I try it again, I think it tastes a little like Java Chip with a little pinch of cherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home, I watched &lt;span class="status_text"&gt;Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporuim on Star Movies&lt;/span&gt;. It makes me feel like I'm in Magicland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I have been feeling very tired. I don't know why. I've been sleeping earlier and I'm taking afternoon naps. Why is this happening I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook's Pet Society is one of the games that I'm currently playing. It is not very nice and it gets repetitive after a while. The thing is Bingmin and me keep on playing and we are moving up the leaderboard. And we keep on trying to overtake each other. It is quite stupid larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many people are posting photos on Facebook and I see that they had a lot of fun at Prom this year. It is silly not to go I know but its over so what can I do? I should have gone to prom and now I kind of regret not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Monster Inc. now. I like the part where all the doors are. Then it is like a roller coaster. It's just so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my class' bbq. And I hope it will go well. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1768907795883076338?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1768907795883076338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1768907795883076338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1768907795883076338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1768907795883076338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/196.html' title='#196'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4951088627174923942</id><published>2008-12-06T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:42:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#195</title><content type='html'>I am very tired and I don't know why. Maybe it is just because I am old (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went out with Jian Yong, Weijie and my sister because Weijie had tickets to the movie screening of BOLT. And guess what happened? Firstly, I predicted wrongly that it will not rain but it rained. Secondly, we missed the first few minutes because Weijie was super late due to massive traffic jam and finally, I SAW MR PETER GOH!! It was a long time since I saw him. He didn't see me and I didn't bother to greet him. Anyway, he wasn't alone and I don't think the female I saw was his girlfriend. Aiya, who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie, we walked from The Cathay to Shaw Tower. It was the first time I walked so far along Orchard. And it was the first time I watched movie at The Cathay. By the time I reached home it was past midnight. Then I lie in bed and read The Highway Code book. I have that book last year before my holiday and wanted to take my Basic Theory Test right after my birthday when Andre asked me to wait for him so we can take it together. But see what happened? It is almost a year already and neither of us took the test. Maybe I'll apply for the test so I can start driving soon. I'm so bored anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went parkway to shop. My sister need jeans for her job at Swensons and I needed some tops and bottoms. Although Giordano had discounts and their bottoms were not bad I didn't buy them cause I just don't have enough money! Anyway, I bought two tops from Fox. I was eyeing for 1 of them for a very long time. For the other, I didn;t understand what the shirt means but it is very comfortable when I wore it, so I bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, I saw Glenn Ong's sister and mum and I saw HANIF!! I haven't seen him for quite a while. He still looks the same. And his job is rather retarded I think. Haha. The helpers for Dora the Explorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my parents are not at home so I'll be alone with my sister. hmmm. Call me if you want to come my house, since I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4951088627174923942?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4951088627174923942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4951088627174923942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4951088627174923942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4951088627174923942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/195.html' title='#195'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-118303278311176591</id><published>2008-12-04T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:29:58.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#194</title><content type='html'>Today's free Starbucks Day! Though the event started at only 5pm, I was there way before that because I didn't know what to do at home. I was actually bored there too. I was trying to read but it didn't work out quite well. I sat through the entire process of setting up for the event. Herman giving instructions to everyone, Dennis mopping the floor, Fish and Chips walking around to promote the event, all these for 2 hours of Free Starbucks Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun. I was the cameraman cause everyone wanted to take photos but they couldn't as they are busy making drinks. I took quite a few photos which I will put up on my photobucket soon. But all these photos do not have any of my face. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were terms and conditions stating that each customer could only get 1 tall-sized drink, many others ordered other sizes and some went for second helping. There was this guy who ordered 10+ cups. It's just ridiculous. I also took advantage of this larh. I drank a grande raspberry soy latte (they upgraded mine) and I brought home 6 more other tall-sized drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today was MJ's prom night. I didn't go partially because most of the people in my class didn't want to go. Another reason is because it is just too expensive! $90 for prom is just too much. Although some people think its a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing, I don't agree to such an expensive prom. Maybe they used some of our money for something else. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I finally jog this morning. It was super tiring. I haven't been out there jogging for a very long time already. And just now I took more than 12 minutes to run 1.2km. I don't actually like to run at East Coast Park cause the road is long and rather straight, making me feel that it is still a very very long way before I reach my destination. Maybe I should change my jogging route the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-118303278311176591?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/118303278311176591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=118303278311176591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/118303278311176591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/118303278311176591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/194.html' title='#194'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5436208469396618986</id><published>2008-12-03T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:09:35.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#193</title><content type='html'>I'm currently at Starbucks. I have finished drinking my grande hazelnut soy latte. It tasted a little too sweet compared to the one I drank on 1st. I'm very very bored and don't really know what to do. I was reading Reader's Digest and found a very meaningful quote (I think it applies to everyone, especially the girls) : People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and New Year but they really should be worried about what they eat between New Year and Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5436208469396618986?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5436208469396618986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5436208469396618986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5436208469396618986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5436208469396618986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/193.html' title='#193'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2956067304914148834</id><published>2008-12-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:18:11.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#192</title><content type='html'>The worse thing to have in a day is to have cloudy skies without any rain. You feel that the rain is approaching but it hasn't. You don't know whether to go out because of the dark, overcast sky. This weather made me a fool when I was about to suntan today. I thought that sun was brilliant just as I left house but apparently it was just a hoax. When I reached the beach the sun was hiding behind the dark clouds. So apparently the suntan day was a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think yesterday's concert made me very tired. I have been sleeping for about 10 hours including afternoon naps. The afternoons always make me feel sleepy. Maybe because I was constantly standing yesterday during the concert. I hardly sat, and I wonder why. Imagine standing and running around the backstage from 1pm till around 9pm. It is not an easy task!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert yesterday wasn't very entertaining. It was not up to standard, that's a fact. There were a lot of unnecessary mistakes that took place, which led to the failure of the concert. But the concert is over so I can finally relax after so long. But I would definitely want to thank those who shouted my name while I was on stage. I feel honoured. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual Andre, Brandon, Sylvia and I went to Carl's to eat dinner or rather supper. Brandon was the nonsensical one. Andre was irritating(ha). He kept asking about the SAFRA day I had. He thinks it is ridiculous to bathe there. Hmm. Anyway thanks so much for coming to watch me and getting me that two don'tknowwhathavetheybeendoinginsylvia'sbag stuff. It is very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Starbucks Cheer Party! YAY! It wasn't something that I have expected. The people there were quite sneaky. I fear that they had something up their sleeves. It wasn't really like a party but more like a workshop on coffee. We tasted the Christmas blend, chocolate something muffin and cinnamon roll, toffee nut and dark chocolate mocha frap. Then we played games. It was wild and funny. People started screaming and shouting and everything. We had to write the name of the drink on the cup provided, like what the baristas do when someone orders coffee. I got the second drink correct and was awarded a tumbler. The tumbler was not very nice. Don't really fit me but since it is free then just use it lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Starbucks is giving away free coffee on the 4th of December at all their outlets. Go there and enjoy a free tall-sized coffee on the house. Seldom do you get free coffee so grab yours from 5-7pm at any Starbucks outlet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2956067304914148834?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2956067304914148834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2956067304914148834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2956067304914148834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2956067304914148834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/192.html' title='#192'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6611535125449400292</id><published>2008-11-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:39:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#191</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the my last official choir concert (I think) I will ever perform in my entire life. The nicest way to end it is to end it at the Esplanade (: My first choir concert was at ACS(I)'s hall if I haven't remember it wrongly. I was so honoured to be the only secondary one bass to sing for that concert. 6 years in choir, went through at least 3 concerts, 7 competitions both locally and internationally, have brought me so much joy and experience. It made me a totally different person. And the people I've met in choir. I'm really glad I was in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is like part of my daily routine. It's like super addicitive can? And Facebook keeps on spamming my email cause I have like super many friend requests and confirmation and everything. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is just rotting away. I feel so bored even when I'm watching the TV. It's just stupid larh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6611535125449400292?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6611535125449400292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6611535125449400292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6611535125449400292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6611535125449400292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/191.html' title='#191'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6544755501354739952</id><published>2008-11-27T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:49:33.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#190</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy that I have completed something that I have to do today! My room was so messy, papers, books, files, everything, lying around and everything was more or less in order. I was clearing my JC notes and I realised that the notes, tutorials and examination papers took up around 20 files! 20 files worth of notes to memorise and apply just for the final A level exams. It is just ridiculous. Anyway, half of my room is finally in place. And I wonder why I'm doing it so slowly cause I have the smallest room in the house. Maybe it's because I have too many things and because I'm sick. Haha. So pardon this sick old man. Maybe tomorrow I'll clear up the other half, which is my table and arrange my shelves. Not that bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally counted all the money I have spent in Starbucks during the exam period. Guess how much I've spent. I didn't really think it was so much until I counted, each and every receipt, and realised that its $231.80! Omgosh I spent so much at Starbucks. But I hope that studying there is helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my family played mahjong. It just end and guess what? I'm the biggest winner! I won $124. Imagine it is not chips but real money, then it can pay for half of the money I have spent at Starbucks already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this sick old man is going to sleep soon and hope that he is cured by tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6544755501354739952?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6544755501354739952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6544755501354739952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6544755501354739952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6544755501354739952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/190.html' title='#190'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4419443120482511365</id><published>2008-11-26T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:46:42.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#189</title><content type='html'>My room is in a huge mess! I told myself to pack my room after A levels, but I'll just laze around, hoping that it will clear up by itself. I hope that tomorrow I will be better so I can clear my room. (Or is it because my room is so dusty that I'm sick?) I've decided to run tomorrow. Regardless of whether I'm dying or die after running I'm still going to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So practice today was not as fruitful as yesterday. Maybe it was the hall that made the sound dispersed. My sound was throaty, all thanks to the sore throat that doesn't want to heal. I hope that it will cure by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, choir has brought back some good (and bad) memories. While singing Sakura today, I was thinking about how we cheer when we got 98 for our Open Mixed category, how we screamed our lungs out, how many smiles on our faces. I really missed that feeling. I still remembered 4 years ago when TK was in Prague and we screwed up. The feeling was still with me. I cannot believe that this feeling is going to be over. 1st December will be my last concert. Though I never thought that I will sing in the Esplanade, I did. And 24th of December will be the official day that I will not sing in a choir anymore. I don't know how I will face this but I don't intend to sing in a choir ever again, though I really want to. Maybe I should do something more daring, something that I will not expect myself to do, something that others will also not expect me to do. I just hope that I don't regret. Thinking of this will just hit my soft spot and make me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Change mood) Today after choir I went to Magic Wok express near our house to have dinner. It was not very expensive and the food they serve were above average. Maybe we should just have dinner more often there. Or I should just invite more people to go there and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS sent me a letter today. Apparently, they are inviting me to apply for their scholarship. It looks tempting but I don't know if I should go to NUS. I was thinking either SMU or NTU. Let's see how things go first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry Andre and gang for not going out tomorrow with you all. Maybe some other day. I'm just not feeling well and I don't think I should go out just yet. If anyone can find me a curealldiseases pill (isn't it panadol, haha), please give it to me, fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;1. Run/ Jog&lt;br /&gt;2. Pack my room&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe an interview&lt;br /&gt;4. Slack and slack somemore&lt;br /&gt;5. Better recover before 1st December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4419443120482511365?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4419443120482511365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4419443120482511365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4419443120482511365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4419443120482511365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/189.html' title='#189'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7811085427389004522</id><published>2008-11-25T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:59:12.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#188</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a tired day!&lt;br /&gt;I went badminton with some of my classmates at Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired after playing badminton.&lt;br /&gt;It just shows how long I have not exercised. (The last time I exercised was the last PE lesson I think.)&lt;br /&gt;After badminton we went to Century Square to eat.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a long time before I have talked to these people.&lt;br /&gt;After chatting for a while, I rushed to Parkway because Jian Yong wanted to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally reached home after pool, my head was hurting like mad.&lt;br /&gt;I just went to bed after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Slept for more than 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I went to Siglap South CC for choir.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;Not really skipped but didn't feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought Yakai Yver in 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;So sectionals were not really useless.&lt;br /&gt;But we were slacking at the back of the conference room, sleeping and roaming around while the rest had their sectionals, dancing and singing.&lt;br /&gt;Choir was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because of the room.&lt;br /&gt;Andre called me while we were singing Sin Sin.&lt;br /&gt;I knew he misses me. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching tvmobile on the way to Tampines yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why do we want to be perfect all the time.&lt;br /&gt;The commentator commenting about synchronised swimming.&lt;br /&gt;She was saying how imperfect the swimmers were - not in a perfect line, cursing that it was unsynchronised swimming.&lt;br /&gt;And I think sometimes I am like that too.&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself to get perfect score for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I need to arrange everything perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;But it is actually impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should just stop thinking that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still jobless!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Boss, please call me asap!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7811085427389004522?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7811085427389004522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7811085427389004522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7811085427389004522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7811085427389004522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/188.html' title='#188'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3595359006825463633</id><published>2008-11-23T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:59:20.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#187</title><content type='html'>The deadly virus must say goodbye to its owner immediately!&lt;br /&gt;It is the stupid sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;It is making me feel painful and bloated from all the water I've been drinking.&lt;br /&gt;So choir today at Siglap South wasn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;It went smoothly and time flew fast.&lt;br /&gt;Before you know choir was over.&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas carols that we learnt today was easy, or rather because I have sung most of the songs before.&lt;br /&gt;After choir, Mr Kwei was talking to Yakai about A levels, then he turned to me and said that I will definitely do well for 'A's.&lt;br /&gt;I WISHED!&lt;br /&gt;But A levels this year was more difficult than last year's, overall.&lt;br /&gt;I wished that I could be born a few days earlier, then I would have gotten the easier paper. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After choir, Yakai, Jian Yong and I went to Roxy Square to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to guess, we ate Jian Yong's favourite, Ban Mian.&lt;br /&gt;The dry one didn't taste as good as the soup one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Parkway Parade after lunch/dinner (cause it was 4 plus) to window shop.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm kind of bored of Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;The only shops I would go for clothes are those few only.&lt;br /&gt;The rest are for females or nonsense shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is the most boring thing.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel wet and useless.&lt;br /&gt;So it took a while for my sister and I to go to Big Splash. (Oh I met my sister at Parkway)&lt;br /&gt;It was very dark by the time we got there.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining and it was very difficult to see what they sold at the Car Boot Sale.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest sister got herself 4 tops for $12, while I got a top for $9.&lt;br /&gt;So cheat money one.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking of going there earlier the next time so we can have more choice and hope that the weather is very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around, we went to Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my friends for a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing Wanna said when she saw my sister was 'your girlfriend arh?'&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I tried warm Caramel Macchiato.&lt;br /&gt;It tastes better than the cold one.&lt;br /&gt;More rich and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;But I would like to try with soy instead of whole milk.&lt;br /&gt;Whole milk makes you fat and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for the boss to call me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really too bored at home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3595359006825463633?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3595359006825463633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3595359006825463633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3595359006825463633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3595359006825463633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/187.html' title='#187'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1389664259794636658</id><published>2008-11-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:19:34.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#186</title><content type='html'>Every morning feels lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Today, my entire family were out.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to settle lunch on my own.&lt;br /&gt;It felt lonely to go to the food court alone.&lt;br /&gt;The weather wasn't really kind.&lt;br /&gt;It looked bright one moment and dark the very next.&lt;br /&gt;I hated to be alone at home - needed to close all the windows and bring in the clothes - it's just troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Marianne, Glenn, Nigel, Sandy and Jian Yong came to my house to play mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;It started fine but we became restless easily.&lt;br /&gt;But wouldn't you agree that you will feel restless if you took 4 hours to play one round?&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I won around 20 chips.&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, we headed for steamboat near TKGS.&lt;br /&gt;It was a buffet steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;I recalled those cg outings we had at Marina South.&lt;br /&gt;The steamboat there were superb.&lt;br /&gt;And it only costs $12, unlike this - $23.&lt;br /&gt;But I was so full I could barely walk home.&lt;br /&gt;Roy called around 10.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was an emergency or something. (He sounded like he had something urgent to tell me)&lt;br /&gt;It was some caroling thing.&lt;br /&gt;He insisted that I go cause he took the effort to go to watch me perform on the 1st of December.&lt;br /&gt;So, as a good friend, I committed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Now my December holidays are really packed.&lt;br /&gt;We will be performing like 5 times. (Maybe we will be taking turns cause the choir is so big!)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my first practice and I haven't been singing, except for MJ's Wednesday's practice. (But I didn't sing much)&lt;br /&gt;And my throat is hurting because I drank the Tom Yam soup.&lt;br /&gt;Now I wonder if i can really sing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought yesterday was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed there was hope.&lt;br /&gt;But I should snap out of it.&lt;br /&gt;It should not seem possible.&lt;br /&gt;I should just do things that I can do and give it my best shot! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1389664259794636658?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1389664259794636658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1389664259794636658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1389664259794636658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1389664259794636658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/186.html' title='#186'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8336864494172762316</id><published>2008-11-21T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:26:31.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#185</title><content type='html'>I was lazying around the house in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was rather agitated because of the lousy internet connection, don't know why it has been failing on me lately.&lt;br /&gt;Slept in the afternoon, cause I was too bored to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I went to SAFRA to bathe and have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Wendy went out with us.&lt;br /&gt;We drink this greenish sour drink.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was the most famous drink there.&lt;br /&gt;After that, my sis and I went to the bowling alley.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't played bowling for ages!&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't turn out that bad after all - 115 for me, 96 for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how poor she played last time, getting less than ten.&lt;br /&gt;But she is improving so fast!&lt;br /&gt;The game was very difficult to play cause we had a very very very heavy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we play 'spot the difference'.&lt;br /&gt;You know those machines you find at bowling alleys.&lt;br /&gt;Ya.&lt;br /&gt;The photos were so difficult to spot the difference, they looked the same!&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;You know arcades are money wasting.&lt;br /&gt;I spend $3.50 on the coin game, the one you waste coins to gain more coins.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end I wasted 7 tokens for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;My sister then exchanged 4 tokens and apparently she gained 15 tokens.&lt;br /&gt;Nice eh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was not a bad thing to leave house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My December holidays are 19% full.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make it at least 50%.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still waiting for the Starbucks boss to call me.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Kwan to call me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I want to go swimming, again.&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder if I would do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours make the world complicated and messy.&lt;br /&gt;Only if everything were in black and white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8336864494172762316?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8336864494172762316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8336864494172762316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8336864494172762316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8336864494172762316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/185.html' title='#185'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4937079821815286475</id><published>2008-11-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:31:43.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#184</title><content type='html'>Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;I'm now chilling out at Starbucks at Big Splash. (:&lt;br /&gt;This Starbucks is my favourite place. I've been studying here for prelims and A levels.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm working here, still waiting for the boss to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Sylvia is mad cause I was talking to her about stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;She is damn mad with me and I'm happy to see her mad.&lt;br /&gt;And Sylvia, it's not because I don't want to blog but because I don't have time to blog, not like you, having like 800 posts already.&lt;br /&gt;You should just throw a party for your blog, for the 800th post or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to choir with Yakai yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Choir wasn't very good, even with the new DSA people.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it is difficult for me to sing. I haven't been singing ever since after the Olomouc competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I see my December holidays fill up with bitching sessions, concerts, outings, I wonder if life is going to be like that forever.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I've got to do, but i just don't know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start by removing slacking thoughts from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I think that will be a very very good start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4937079821815286475?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4937079821815286475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4937079821815286475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4937079821815286475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4937079821815286475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/184.html' title='#184'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2987147163493294892</id><published>2008-11-15T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:36:51.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#183</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;A levels are almost over, or at least over cause my last paper is mcq, and I'm wondering what I'll be doing. Anyway, before I forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tanjong Katong Secondary School Choir Concert&lt;br /&gt;1 Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade Concert Hall&lt;br /&gt;1930&lt;br /&gt;Guest Performance by Meridian Junior College Choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me if you need tickets. Tickets are going fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2987147163493294892?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2987147163493294892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2987147163493294892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2987147163493294892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2987147163493294892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/11/183.html' title='#183'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7794282365581575479</id><published>2008-10-22T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:52:25.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#182</title><content type='html'>A levels in ____ days! (fill it in yourself!)&lt;br /&gt;All the best for the examinations. (I'm afraid too)&lt;br /&gt;Good luck (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7794282365581575479?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7794282365581575479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7794282365581575479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7794282365581575479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7794282365581575479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/10/182.html' title='#182'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8739247077412324033</id><published>2008-10-08T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:03:22.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#181</title><content type='html'>Finally we went out. The 5 of us went to Coffee club after deciding where to eat for 5 minutes outside Coffee Club. It is the first time I ate at Coffee Club. It is nice and cozy and the place made me sleepy. Seafood lasagna was rich and pleasant. I should go there more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ridiculous to see only 4 people in class today, out of 21. It is all because of truncated timetable. I'm planning to do GP everyday. My GP is horrendous! Continue working hard, it is only a few more days to the end of A levels. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8739247077412324033?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8739247077412324033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8739247077412324033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8739247077412324033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8739247077412324033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/10/181.html' title='#181'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7893505418519898775</id><published>2008-10-03T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:41:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#180</title><content type='html'>Hello earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exactly 1 month before A levels. Excited? I sure am! Thanks Mr Nathan for reminding the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truncated timetable makes me feel bored and unmotivated. Lessons last for 95 minutes (with 5 minutes for teachers to set up her computer, waiting for people to settle down, etc.) and usually I'll be with the teacher for 30 minutes? The teachers sound as though they are singing lullabies, putting us to sleep. Just want A levels to be over so I can have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work during the December holidays and maybe the November holidays too. I'm considering working at subway in Paya Lebar Singapore Post in November. December is reserved for office work. Can't wait to go out and earn money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acted as Maria Hertogh for TK's 2004 open house. I just realised today. It was hilarious. I think I thought about it because it was MJ's open house. My choir peeps, you all did a good job today. Keep up the good work and do well for SYF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are over and I happened to pass all! It was a miracle, definitely. The most unexpected pass was Econs. The most disappointing ones are Physics and H3 Math. Whatever it is, Prelims are over but As are not so I need to continue doing better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that's all. Have fun studying for those having examinations and play hard for those whose exams are over. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7893505418519898775?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7893505418519898775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7893505418519898775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7893505418519898775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7893505418519898775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/10/180.html' title='#180'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6880378679607764268</id><published>2008-08-28T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:46:31.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#179</title><content type='html'>Hello earthlings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't realise, I have a tagboard. LOL. You can still comment but it will be more appreciated if you tag at my tagboard. It is easier for you and me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6880378679607764268?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6880378679607764268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6880378679607764268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6880378679607764268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6880378679607764268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/08/179.html' title='#179'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3036655204238829230</id><published>2008-08-28T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:06:20.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#178</title><content type='html'>Hello people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study breaks are here; mug hard, work hard and study hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Carls' Jr at Big Splash with my family yesterday. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked cornflakes with chocolate that I have learnt from Lucienne. I think my looks nicer and tastier (: If I have got the time, I will bake somemore after prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, study hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3036655204238829230?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3036655204238829230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3036655204238829230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3036655204238829230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3036655204238829230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/08/178.html' title='#178'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4293761265032267370</id><published>2008-07-22T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:25:56.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#177</title><content type='html'>Olomouc and Vienna photos are finally up! Click &lt;a href="http://s303.photobucket.com/albums/nn153/wahtat/Olomouc%20and%20Vienna%20trip%20030608/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to go to see those wonderful photos. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4293761265032267370?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4293761265032267370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4293761265032267370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4293761265032267370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4293761265032267370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/07/177.html' title='#177'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4155396015198859918</id><published>2008-07-14T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:24:51.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#176</title><content type='html'>Hello! It has been ages since I last updated. I've been busy (playing) after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mids&lt;/span&gt; and I didn't have time to blog. Results for mid years are out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SAUUB&lt;/span&gt; for GP, Math, Chem, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt; and Physics respectively. It is not good even though I have the luxury to excuse myself due to choir commitments. This means I have to pull up my socks for prelims and As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was medical check-up day. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CMPB&lt;/span&gt; with Andre and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chong&lt;/span&gt; Lip. Its was boring and tedious and long winded, especially the computer station. Both of them are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pes&lt;/span&gt; A but I'm in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pes&lt;/span&gt; D. The officer said they have to wait for my blood test results so I can rest in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pes&lt;/span&gt; D for 1 month. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months without a maid is killing me. Mum decided not to have a maid (forever I guess) and so we have to clean the house together. I haven't done much things, just making my bed (I'm not use to it and apparently I do it every week only), clearing my room (that's my job) and washing dishes once in a while. My mum is making me feel guilty cause she will always tell me how much housework my sister has done and how much I have not done. I always give the excuse that I need to study. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. That was what Mr Patrick told us to tell our mums so we can study Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started but it feels like it hasn't. The Chem department is busy with coming out new questions for us to "try" and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt; teachers are with revision. We are still covering syllabus for Math and its more revision for GP and Physics. I keep thinking of pool days and shopping and all the things I've longed for. Someone please tell me to settle down asap and study, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4155396015198859918?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4155396015198859918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4155396015198859918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4155396015198859918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4155396015198859918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/07/176.html' title='#176'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-710612503625256633</id><published>2008-07-01T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:57:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#175</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's the last paper for Mids. I remember vividly how much I was complaining about Mids and how much I will fail but it is finally all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new timetable isn't looking very nice. I have 4 long days now and everytime I see my new timetable, I wonder why must the school torture us that way, or rather, why did I torture myself. But its too late to turn back so I just have to work hard towards my targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my sister's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218013271747818050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SGobbKfNckI/AAAAAAAAADM/9xEOx58uCEk/s320/DSCF3020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing her happy birthday again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's all go out and play before school starts on Friday! (it rhymes!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-710612503625256633?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/710612503625256633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=710612503625256633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/710612503625256633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/710612503625256633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/07/175.html' title='#175'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/SGobbKfNckI/AAAAAAAAADM/9xEOx58uCEk/s72-c/DSCF3020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1179536676776522533</id><published>2008-06-22T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:55:03.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#174</title><content type='html'>Yay! Tomorrow is the start of school again and mids are here! How ironic to say this, I havent finished studying! These few days without my sister at home makes me feel a little bored. I'm not used to this kind of situation, actually it is my first time having this time being the only child at home. She is coming home tomorrow and I'm sorry I won't be able to fetch her cause I'll be busy writing my essay for GP. Mids will last 1.5 weeks, starting tomorrow and ending next Tuesday. I told Andre that i'll be staring at the paper and it will stare at me in return. See how long I can last for mids! Well, all the best to everyone else taking exams. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1179536676776522533?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1179536676776522533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1179536676776522533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1179536676776522533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1179536676776522533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/06/174.html' title='#174'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1679863300106955358</id><published>2008-06-11T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:25:21.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#173</title><content type='html'>After 16 hours of sleep and celebrating with some of the guys, I'm finally using my computer after 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olomouc was fun, enjoyable and unpredictable. I knew more people - liked some, loathe some. Those times singing outside the hotel, along the park, at the town square, even in the airport bring back happy memories. I just realised that it will be the last time I will be singing after 6 years of practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the results and everything else is already on the &lt;a href="http://meridianchoir.blogspot.com/"&gt;choir blog&lt;/a&gt; so just go there to view whatever you want to view. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really want to thank everyone that made this possible, the conductors, Mr Kwei and Mr Foong for guiding us throughout, especially Mr Kwei who taught me since Secondary school, the teachers who were there to give us last minute instructions, making sure we look okay before we stepped on stage, Rachel and Harris and Mr Foong for teaching us the choreo for Luk Luk and Sin Sin, those who were not with us at Olomouc to give us your support and those who were there with us at Olomouc to come for as many practices and sectionals as possible, listening to the leaders and working hard for the past few months. I'm sure our hard work has paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to focus for Mids as it is coming in 1.5 weeks. Pictures will be out soon, on the choir blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1679863300106955358?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1679863300106955358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1679863300106955358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1679863300106955358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1679863300106955358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/06/173.html' title='#173'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4753295272813869148</id><published>2008-05-18T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:20:04.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#172</title><content type='html'>Today marks the last choir practice and performance for many of the J2s, except for those who are going Olomouc. It’s a pleasure singing with everyone for the last time at the place I’ve always wanted to perform – the Esplanade. I was telling Mr Foong that one day I may perform solo in the concert hall and he laughed. Haha. I will miss everyone who will not be going to Olomouc =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for those who are wondering where I have been for the past few weeks, I was on holiday (I wish) so I didn’t update my blog. Since I can find some time of my hectic schedule, I shall take this opportunity to summarise what happened the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Voice Day was good, not perfect, but my team made me proud. I was conducting for the first time in front of Mr Kwei and the SYF judges and I was super nervous. I think it ended up well in the end but there were still a lot to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been scolding the choir (the Olomouc team) many times for not knowing the seriousness of the competition. So I gave them an audition 2 weeks ago to build confidence in them and to ensure that they were prepared to go on stage. In the end, only 20 plus passed the auditions and even though I passed them, there were still not up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to today’s concert. We took many photos – 100 plus – and many of us didn’t want to leave the dressing area cause we were too busy smiling, taking photographs and getting TAUPOK! After being chased out by the teachers, Andre, Brandon, Sylvia, Matthew and I went to Carls’ Jr for dinner/supper. I saw this pair of Zara brown shoes, which looked elegant, and I’m going to have it before Andre does. He thinks it is nice too. So why not fund me to get that pair of shoes? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going shopping soon (hopefully). E-learning this year is dumb cause we have to follow a timetable and I have to wake up before 8 to do the module on a holiday and to stare at the computer screen for 3 hours straight. Hope I can get it done quickly so I can go out on Friday. I need more bottoms, tops and that pair of shoes. Meanwhile, I need to study for mid-years and prepare for Olomouc. Wish me luck people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4753295272813869148?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4753295272813869148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4753295272813869148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4753295272813869148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4753295272813869148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/05/172.html' title='#172'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5050163136208432737</id><published>2008-03-29T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:27:01.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#171</title><content type='html'>Phew, today's the last day of the week. I've been sleeping usually early on Friday and I still feel fatigue on Saturday! I think its PE lessons, have not exercised since last term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to NUS today. Its really huge and wherever you go, you'll see stairs. It's a good way to lose weight though. ha. I don't really think that the trip there benefited me. NUS never crossed my mind (and I wonder why). Maybe if I consider doing mathematics (which I will unlikely pursue) then I would go nus. Other than that, I would prefer some other universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Paper hasn't been good to me lately. I'm doomed to get a U for blocks, though Mr Nathan hasn't returned our comprehension papers. 15 (i think) is the number I will see on my comprehension paper. ha. Anyway according to him, I didn't pass. How wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results make me feel stupid. The endless days (and nights) of mugging at Starbucks, cups after cups for latte, blurred vision, cramping piles for information into my small, little brain, are wasted. I felt rather confident after the Chemistry paper but it just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; turn out right. I think I would have lost 20 marks (at least) on careless mistakes, those mistakes that shouldn't be there if I was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conscientious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Just waiting for the days to pass and holidays to come: Choir camp on 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makan&lt;/span&gt; outing on 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April, school holiday on 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April, World Voice Day on 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TPJC&lt;/span&gt; choir concert on 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AJC&lt;/span&gt; choir concert on the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Olomouc&lt;/span&gt; trip coming up in June and definitely dreadful mid-years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5050163136208432737?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5050163136208432737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5050163136208432737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5050163136208432737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5050163136208432737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/03/171.html' title='#171'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5756259338739801637</id><published>2008-03-22T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:41:33.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#170</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wahtat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;lingling&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;C- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;omg gross&lt;br /&gt;nobody calls me tt can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wahtat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;stupid gross&lt;br /&gt;dont sound nice&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;C- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tat tat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wahtat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;C- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wahtat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i just called you that&lt;br /&gt;tattat sounds nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;C- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahwah&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;wahwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wahtat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wahwah sounds wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;C- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chia chia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wahtat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;C- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changling is so funny. talking to her makes me look dumb. and she is so desperate for marche (is marche VERY nice?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5756259338739801637?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5756259338739801637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5756259338739801637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5756259338739801637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5756259338739801637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/03/170.html' title='#170'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-985409393661467996</id><published>2008-03-21T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:03:06.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#169</title><content type='html'>blocks, go away and never return! haha.&lt;br /&gt;days after blocks are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for choir camp and choir concerts (and hopefully pon TM). =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-985409393661467996?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/985409393661467996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=985409393661467996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/985409393661467996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/985409393661467996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/03/169.html' title='#169'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3856546366420930393</id><published>2008-03-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:13:11.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#168</title><content type='html'>i need to control myself. the first thing that i do when i reach home is head for my computer and my eyes will be staring at it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather hasn't been any better. it starts to rain after 10 every morning. then i recalled what i studied for gp that day, environmental issues. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my final check-up at cgh today. the doctor discharged me (finally). hate going there. make me feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to starbucks to mug. cannot believe that i can mug for 7 straight hours!! hahaha. did chem periodicity and physics superposition. and i realised that i still have tons for econs and physics notes that i haven't written. blocks is not going to be easy and i will definitely not do well. i have a bad feeling about it. im just waiting for wednesday to end so i will get to enjoy. woots. starbucks was so good to me. it was very quiet today. there were hardly anyone, even at the airport. i got myself a free cup of warm coffee (i wonder why). that really helps when it was so cold at the airport. the aircon in 36 is powerful enough to let you feel winter. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days and so much more to go. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3856546366420930393?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3856546366420930393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3856546366420930393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3856546366420930393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3856546366420930393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/03/168.html' title='#168'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4285306341167541593</id><published>2008-03-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:30:45.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#167</title><content type='html'>spent my day at the airport, studying gp, cramping as much as i could. wonder if i can remember and write them for my essay tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;globalisation is crap. mr nathan gave us tons of comprehension and i still dont really understand it. they sound alien to me. just waiting for the paper tomorrow. i know i will do alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a D for chinese. hooray. never expected something like that. and im not going to waste my time retaking it. hahaha. there are still many other more important subjects to focus and i'm not going to risk concentrating on chinese - which may not improve - and forget about my other subjects. i dont want to receive my results from mr goh, i want them from ms lai! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a new camera on saturday. its slim and sexy (just like me). its dark green and im bringing to school tomorrow, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for all my papers and all the best to all for blocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4285306341167541593?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4285306341167541593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4285306341167541593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4285306341167541593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4285306341167541593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/03/167.html' title='#167'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4885105725540374748</id><published>2008-02-25T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:17:40.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#166</title><content type='html'>chemistry is giving me a headache! there are so many tests just before blocks and i dont even understand what the lecturers are talking! they are going so fast just to complete syllabus but it doesn't make sense to make everyone not understand and fail us. it just doesn't make any sense. i'm wishing that this week is over, soon. i have 3 tests coming my way and i don't even understand nitrogen compounds. just going to get over and done with everything so i wont feel that bad. i think i need my dose of love movies again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4885105725540374748?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4885105725540374748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4885105725540374748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4885105725540374748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4885105725540374748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/166.html' title='#166'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4151202001973185457</id><published>2008-02-24T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:48:42.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#165</title><content type='html'>the holiday makes me what to fall in love. its such a delightful show! its a well deserved break for all the e-learning i've done over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just wondering how am i going to cope with so much work when the exams are round the corner and i have tons of homework and notes lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best people, it will soon be over. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4151202001973185457?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4151202001973185457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4151202001973185457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4151202001973185457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4151202001973185457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/165.html' title='#165'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4617151716670204366</id><published>2008-02-14T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:37:28.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#164</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY PEOPLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone for making my day, and thanks for the countless presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made jelly and sushi for people. finally, my sushi was edible. hahaha. let's see what i've got today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nice tasting: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1. i think syaf's brownie&lt;br /&gt;2. should be vijay's peanut butter chocolate&lt;br /&gt;3. andre's star-shaped cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lousiest present: evan's "i've got no more paper" present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny-looking one: allie's double hand stirrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutest: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1. andre's star-shaped cookies&lt;br /&gt;2. karen's sticker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most unexpected: roy's red heart-shaped balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most received: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1. ferrero rochers (got 5 of them)&lt;br /&gt;2. chupa chups lollipops (4 different flavours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand-made: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1. syaf's brownie&lt;br /&gt;2. vijay's peanut butter chocolate&lt;br /&gt;3. andre's star-shaped cookies&lt;br /&gt;4. jasmine's chocolate mashmallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;disclaimer: im sooooo sorry if i didnt put your present in any of the categories. all of yours are pretty too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i'm quite disappointed with my class cause most of them didnt give anything. but i feel so happy giving people things. hahaha. just jealous when so many people got balloons and flowers from people. just have to wait till next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837049422406146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RK698mYgI/AAAAAAAAACE/hqYM4O1KoNo/s320/Image059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;this is ruibei. drawn by huiping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837053717373458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RK7N8mYhI/AAAAAAAAACM/hC2pCfTp8yk/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;this is huiping. drawn by ruibei. its so ugly. hahaha. i think i can draw much better. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837058012340770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RK7d8mYiI/AAAAAAAAACU/HLXTSEL-uzY/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;erlina's present from sien and me. she wasn't feeling so good today. smile =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837058012340786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RK7d8mYjI/AAAAAAAAACc/Z8kkr4HHzg8/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;all the presents i've got today. looks a lot right? dont know how i will be able to finish all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837062307308098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RK7t8mYkI/AAAAAAAAACk/DldaZzLuD1Q/s320/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;just something random. but quite nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166838681509978706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RMZ98mYlI/AAAAAAAAACs/P2BHYx91EE8/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;that fatass. helped him with his preparation. he looks like he wants to do something very horny. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166838685804946018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RMaN8mYmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tusO7f9nsFI/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;the balloon that roy gave me. it was supposed to be heart-shaped. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166840665784869490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RONd8mYnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fdAtVsn-vQQ/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the cookies andre baked. nicely shaped. but i want your hearts!! =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i've been thinking over the past few days, and i think i will really have to put things aside. unless something huge happens, i will not bother about anything. i just want to be happy. happy valentine's day once again. and hope you all will enjoy what i have given you and i will continue to make more when im free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4617151716670204366?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4617151716670204366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4617151716670204366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4617151716670204366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4617151716670204366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/164.html' title='#164'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzxXryzIho/R7RK698mYgI/AAAAAAAAACE/hqYM4O1KoNo/s72-c/Image059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2292347026934761432</id><published>2008-02-10T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:45:44.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#163</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;tomorrow is the start of a new day. school is going to start - dreadful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i've finished watching "catch me if you can". the plot is quite interesting but the story doesn't link. its based on a true story anyway, like "pursuit of happyness". there are many things to learn from these stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;so tomorrow is the start of the same routine. there is still econs to do: 1 essay, 4 essay outlines. and physics test's coming. today is the last day to enjoy, so enjoy while you can. hahaha. moreover, chinese new year is a good excuse not to do your homework. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;im going out later to the supermarket and make food for tomorrow. cut my hair and i'm going out in the evening. i feel like going shopping suddenly. there is this voice telling me there are nice clothes everywhere. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;there is chingay on friday and saturday, till late. late as in the next morning. i wonder how i am going to survive it. waiting for the march holidays to come. i think it will be a week of mugging for block test. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2292347026934761432?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2292347026934761432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2292347026934761432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2292347026934761432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2292347026934761432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/163.html' title='#163'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5725138989076874698</id><published>2008-02-09T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:21:01.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#162</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;changed my blogskin! but there is still a little bit of problem which i cannot fix. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;today's the 3rd day of chinese new year. going to visit a few people later in the morning. chinese new year has made me very tired. i think the older you go, the more tired you will get. hahaha. (me and my analogy again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i still dont get it. my parents said that i cannot stay over at someone else's house during chinese new year. it doesn't make sense! it just doesn't seem to be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i became more restless during this few days. its either chinese new year or its just me. dont know how to survive school days when it reopens on monday. the teachers are plain sick. to give us tests before and after chinese new year. when we are still in the holiday mood, we will still have to sit for examinations and test. WHAT IS THIS? hahaha. but it will all be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i have decided to spend more time with myself (instead of just studying. I DONT HAVE A LIFE!!) so i borrowed dvds from the school library. they didnt have a wide range for me to choose, but its enough to satisfy my needs. hahaha. they have all the shows that i wanted to watch but didnt have time to catch it over the weekends in the cinema. just make sure i return them on time. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;lets get over and done with school now, national service later and university much later so i can become a stockbroker. it looks cool to be a stockbroker, so be in a world of my own, giving different gestures for different things. hahaha. but eventually, i will want to be a teacher. just earn first, then go into the teaching industry to have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i hope that i will get better. i'm still sneezing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5725138989076874698?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5725138989076874698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5725138989076874698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5725138989076874698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5725138989076874698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/162.html' title='#162'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6638932331144198704</id><published>2008-02-06T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T08:12:50.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#161</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ITS CNY'S EVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy chinese new year to all those who are reading my blog. =) smile always!&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i didnt make a new year's resolution this year, so why not make a chinese new year resolution. it sounds the same anyway, just an extra "chinese".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CANNOT say 放屁 and all those words that i used to say.&lt;br /&gt;2. take every test in school seriously.&lt;br /&gt;3. dont get stressed up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;4. mingle more with people.&lt;br /&gt;5. make love, not war.&lt;br /&gt;6. put everything that happened last year and those things that happened in January aside. it is a new year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;7. respect people more.&lt;br /&gt;8. make choir more interesting. but i need ideas.&lt;br /&gt;9. make sure we sing well for AJC'c and TPJC's concert.&lt;br /&gt;10. go to Olomouc and do the best that we can.&lt;br /&gt;11. be one of the top students for A levels.&lt;br /&gt;12. get a scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;13. have fun in MJC as much as i can. (if that is possible)&lt;br /&gt;14. make the best out of anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;15. love my family more, and hope that they love me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 for the new year, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 stupid incidents that happened today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kit-kat the mr neo gave was kit kat without wafer. so its like chocolate overdose!! i had to check the wrapper again to make sure that i was really eating a kit-kat. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left the washroom after bathing without rinsing my hair. i conditioned my hair, but i forgotten to wash it off. hahaha. i think im just too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun reading my post. dont roll your eyes too much or they will fall out, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;and i still dont get it why i cannot stay over at someone's place during cny? got such thing one meh?&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that all can go olomouc together, so we will have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;and there is just one thing that i dont understand. is it ignorance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6638932331144198704?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6638932331144198704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6638932331144198704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6638932331144198704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6638932331144198704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/161.html' title='#161'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3370443068794892595</id><published>2008-02-02T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:59:44.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#160</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm going out for CNY shopping, alone. My parents are overseas and they are coming back tomorrow, so they passed me money to buy whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days are reflecting days for me. On the way home from school, i have been thinking about the week, and what kept me so upset. I'm not expressing myself enough and I think that is the problem with me. I want to get attached. I think that is the only way to not feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling very well yesterday, with slight sore throat. Chinese New Year isn't here yet and I'm feeling sick already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be going to see what i can purchase with my pathetic 100 bucks for Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward for the day which will make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3370443068794892595?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3370443068794892595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3370443068794892595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3370443068794892595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3370443068794892595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/02/160.html' title='#160'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1524587332605068266</id><published>2008-01-29T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:00:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#159</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;its a day where i dont believe that i will do something like that. but i did it. i feel like doing it again. hahahaha. but it was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i followed andre back to his house to help him find the choir room keys cause apparently, he misplaced them. his house was nice, but smaller than mine. LOL. his room is super small. around half of my room. hahahaha. but it nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard that the longest he controlled was 8 months. see whether mine will be a record. around 2 more months to go. WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM but TRUE: your hair yesterday was so much nicer. go make that hairdo again please. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1524587332605068266?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1524587332605068266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1524587332605068266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1524587332605068266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1524587332605068266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/01/159.html' title='#159'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3230023015470637288</id><published>2008-01-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:00:20.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#158</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;sometimes i wonder why is it so difficult to please someone, even if you try so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3230023015470637288?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3230023015470637288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3230023015470637288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3230023015470637288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3230023015470637288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/01/158.html' title='#158'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8471090063618564114</id><published>2008-01-10T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:00:58.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#157</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big-Sneeze&lt;br /&gt;This man and this woman are riding next to each other in first class. The man sneezes, pulls out his penis and wipes the tip off. The woman can’t believe what she just saw and decides she is hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes pass. The man sneezes again. He pulls out his penis and wipes the tip off. The woman is about to go nuts. She can’t believe that such a rude person exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes pass. The man sneezes yet again. He takes his penis out and wipes the tip off again. The woman has finally had enough. She turns to the man and says, "Three times you’ve sneezed, and three times you’ve removed your penis from your pants to wipe it off! What the hell kind of degenerate are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man replies, "I am sorry to have disturbed you, ma’am. I have a very rare condition such that when I sneeze, I have an orgasm." The woman, now feeling badly, says, "Oh, I’m sorry. What are you taking for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man looks at her and says, "Pepper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave it a five. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8471090063618564114?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8471090063618564114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8471090063618564114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8471090063618564114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8471090063618564114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/01/157.html' title='#157'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5894874572431814467</id><published>2008-01-08T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:01:18.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#156</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;thank you people!! thanks for everything today.&lt;br /&gt;woke up with 7 messages waiting to be read.&lt;br /&gt;first 6 were nice "happy birthday" ones. the last one was from shilin (and you would expect something bad), saying "remember to bring conductor's file hor!!"&lt;br /&gt;thanks larh. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;then allie called me in the morning. i thought it would be a good thing. but she called to ask me to buy coloured paper for her.&lt;br /&gt;then after morning assembly, roy messaged me, asking people to sell him a 2nd hand GC for 90 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, thanks everyone for today. not a lot of presents but thanks for the messages and handshakes and cards. =D&lt;br /&gt;wish everyday was like that. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the unexpected gift. appreciate it many many =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5894874572431814467?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5894874572431814467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5894874572431814467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5894874572431814467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5894874572431814467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/01/156.html' title='#156'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-6902042027143841108</id><published>2008-01-02T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:01:43.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#155</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;people with brains but dont use their brains.&lt;br /&gt;for what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6902042027143841108?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6902042027143841108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6902042027143841108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6902042027143841108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6902042027143841108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2008/01/155.html' title='#155'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2018745551844332724</id><published>2007-12-26T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:02:20.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#154</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;currently listening: bubbly by colbie caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingle bells jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;christmas' gone, new year's coming.&lt;br /&gt;presents?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the cards by people who send me.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how they get my address. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;but thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;also to the guys who gave me the chocz stuff&lt;br /&gt;appreciate a lot&lt;br /&gt;i went to study at starbucks today and saw molly and shilin.&lt;br /&gt;they were super shocked to see me there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;school starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;somemore got A levels.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;my room's still a mess.&lt;br /&gt;haven't packed yet.&lt;br /&gt;got to go!!&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so far the best christmas present. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;all those who haven't finished homework jiayou!! HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2018745551844332724?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2018745551844332724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2018745551844332724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2018745551844332724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2018745551844332724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/12/154.html' title='#154'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3176404897984402342</id><published>2007-12-19T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:02:44.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#153</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;last choir practice of the year came to a conclusion. i was trying to be happy, as much as i can. the first time was during national day in front of the school, then open house in front of the sec 4s and now it is in front of the public. i tried my best and i know they tried too. i always wanted to conduct in front of the public and its a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to the doctor today. she siad my lungs were healthy but she didnt know why i was coughing. she refered me to the lung specialist - a day after my birthday. i'm feeling very down and i am still crying. so many things happened this year. and i dont want my life to end just after my 18th birthday. i still want to sing with all of you. i miss all of you already and hope the next practice is just tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading this month's reader's digest. it read "we forget it takes great courage for someone to admit they are lonely or need help". i was thinking about what i meant. then christmas carols were played. it reminded me of yesterday. i was so afraid that i will faint during the second slot. i was not breathing properly. but all of you made me happy. even though how out of tune you all may get, i will never forget that moment together with all of you on stage. now i fear i have lung cancer or something similiar. and i still have a lot of things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3176404897984402342?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3176404897984402342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3176404897984402342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3176404897984402342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3176404897984402342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/12/153.html' title='#153'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4575830533505497994</id><published>2007-12-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:13:19.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#152</title><content type='html'>currently hearing: Bubble Wrap by McFly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad the past week has passed. choir is giving me a headache and stressing me out. today the sops are just super flat. i dont know what to do. and as usual no one is listening. even after screaming a few times, they still dont understand what is keep quiet. 17 year olds or 7 year olds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls are just contradicting. they seem to adopt the "easier said than done" policy. when i think about the past, i realised that the same thing is happening to the person who told me not to do something. contradiction or coincidence? i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we talked. but there was one question not answered. i dont want to be a fool. i dont want either to be sad. i just want to know an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, and the number is still increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bass had their own section outing today. we went to ikea. when we reached there most of us found out that we do not have money. hahaha. after ikea we went to courts and found out that it was close to 6. my very first outing with the basses and there are really crazy people inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time in 16 years. going to airport alone. going home alone. going school alone. when you had accompaniment, you feel that you want to be alone. now when you are alone, you feel left out. but i understood and learnt more from these and im glad that it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to be done this week:&lt;br /&gt;1. find my chemistry worksheet&lt;br /&gt;2. AS/AD model&lt;br /&gt;3. finish physics worksheet&lt;br /&gt;4. h3 mathematics revision for stupid test&lt;br /&gt;5. h2 mathematics functions and graphing techniques&lt;br /&gt;6. h2 economics demand and supply&lt;br /&gt;7. h2 chemistry atomic structure and kinetics&lt;br /&gt;8. h1 physics work energy power&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4575830533505497994?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4575830533505497994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4575830533505497994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4575830533505497994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4575830533505497994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/12/152.html' title='#152'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8892302968025297204</id><published>2007-11-10T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:16:54.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#151</title><content type='html'>so yesterday we went out to celebrate fangli, harold and rebecca's birthday&lt;br /&gt;we went to seoul garden to eat.&lt;br /&gt;after that we played the number game&lt;br /&gt;(the game where you cannot guess the number if not you will be punished)&lt;br /&gt;and i was super pro at that&lt;br /&gt;until the rest come sabo me.&lt;br /&gt;so after bugis was city link&lt;br /&gt;then marina&lt;br /&gt;then back to city link&lt;br /&gt;and lastly suntec&lt;br /&gt;super tired when i reached home&lt;br /&gt;so i slept early&lt;br /&gt;ps: sorry if i didnt play with you all again&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;living between human beings&lt;br /&gt;i contradict when talking&lt;br /&gt;everytime, everywhere, everyone&lt;br /&gt;suddenly everyone around my owner has disappeared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8892302968025297204?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8892302968025297204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8892302968025297204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8892302968025297204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8892302968025297204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/11/151.html' title='#151'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2780092114399286876</id><published>2007-11-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:26:28.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#150</title><content type='html'>i'm super happy!!&lt;br /&gt;i've got a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;wanna see my phone&lt;br /&gt;don't let you see!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;come find me if you want to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2780092114399286876?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2780092114399286876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2780092114399286876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2780092114399286876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2780092114399286876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/11/150.html' title='#150'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-1759889306110734582</id><published>2007-11-05T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:02:25.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#149</title><content type='html'>went to school but didnt do anything there&lt;br /&gt;stupid right?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it was the chicken rice that i missed.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;took 36 home with mengting and started talking to her&lt;br /&gt;i realised that she wasnt the person that i thought she was few years back.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to east coast park to walk.&lt;br /&gt;i needed that.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was perfect and the sound of the waves - excellent&lt;br /&gt;we talked about everything we can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect there were so many things to talk.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we passed by this new structure which have a good view of the sea&lt;br /&gt;and it was a perfect place to suntan.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i o2jammed till dinner.&lt;br /&gt;the 411 people you are crazy larh,&lt;br /&gt;how can level so fast one&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but i bought a santa outfit which i think is nice&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;so enough of the crap&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;on the way to school,&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking&lt;br /&gt;what the world lacks&lt;br /&gt;and i still cannot think of it&lt;br /&gt;this question has been on my mind for at least 2 weeks already&lt;br /&gt;can someone answer my question?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;so thinking that those things were actually fake,&lt;br /&gt;i started to feel awkward&lt;br /&gt;it felt as though they did it to make people happy&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder if kindness pays.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;so i thought of doing a kind deed today.&lt;br /&gt;not to fulfill it by today but to actually do it before school starts,&lt;br /&gt;ie next year.&lt;br /&gt;there are so many people who have been kind to me and i want to be kind to them too&lt;br /&gt;so i thought of treating them&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i will have to earn money first&lt;br /&gt;so i think i will go back to the 20 bucks per hour job&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i will be happy there&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;there are some people who i'm considering to be out of the "i want to treat them" list&lt;br /&gt;so you better be good to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;and im going to australia soon&lt;br /&gt;its like 14 nov&lt;br /&gt;a break from choir may by a good thing afterall&lt;br /&gt;i'm putting up a new list of stuff that i want&lt;br /&gt;so you might consider them for my christmas presentS&lt;br /&gt;as well as my birthday presentS&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;some people said 7 was a lucky number&lt;br /&gt;do you think it is true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-1759889306110734582?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1759889306110734582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=1759889306110734582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1759889306110734582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/1759889306110734582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/11/149.html' title='#149'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2807209288486598808</id><published>2007-10-31T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:35:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#148</title><content type='html'>had a free bus ride&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's op&lt;br /&gt;freaky&lt;br /&gt;but its almost the end of pw&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2807209288486598808?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2807209288486598808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2807209288486598808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2807209288486598808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2807209288486598808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/148.html' title='#148'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2441081099424407381</id><published>2007-10-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:37:18.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#147</title><content type='html'>still waiting for pw to end&lt;br /&gt;want to go to the beach since dont know when&lt;br /&gt;my pw is on friday&lt;br /&gt;that is like super long long way&lt;br /&gt;then choir will start&lt;br /&gt;then im going overseas&lt;br /&gt;then ogl stuff&lt;br /&gt;then more choir&lt;br /&gt;then christmas&lt;br /&gt;then next year&lt;br /&gt;then orientation&lt;br /&gt;then blocks&lt;br /&gt;then mid years&lt;br /&gt;then prelims&lt;br /&gt;then A levels&lt;br /&gt;then army&lt;br /&gt;then botak&lt;br /&gt;then (2 years later) university&lt;br /&gt;then go earn money&lt;br /&gt;then go to teach&lt;br /&gt;then go tour around the world&lt;br /&gt;then die&lt;br /&gt;thats how far i've planned&lt;br /&gt;cool right?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;so pw-ing all the way till friday then I&amp;amp;R-ing till 7th then im free!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2441081099424407381?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2441081099424407381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2441081099424407381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blind mice, baabaa black sheep, and even the spider one.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a real reflection day for me.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking through my phone.&lt;br /&gt;it brings many memories.&lt;br /&gt;but we need to more on in life.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually rubbish-ing here cause im tired and i dont know what i'm talking.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-6936567868434865672?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6936567868434865672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=6936567868434865672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6936567868434865672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/6936567868434865672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/146.html' title='#146'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2886450337165970517</id><published>2007-10-23T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:29:37.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#145</title><content type='html'>i went to school for chinese and oral presentation.&lt;br /&gt;was late for school.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2886450337165970517?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2886450337165970517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2886450337165970517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2886450337165970517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2886450337165970517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/145.html' title='#145'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7250473390254792266</id><published>2007-10-22T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:18:12.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#144</title><content type='html'>there are like so many bitches and bastards.&lt;br /&gt;you trusted them,&lt;br /&gt;you gave them your trust&lt;br /&gt;but they still did it to make you feel like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;the more you feel that there is nothing,&lt;br /&gt;there are more things that are happening each day.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont like people who starts taking your phone and look into things without your permission&lt;br /&gt;especially those private stuff&lt;br /&gt;you thought that they were your friends&lt;br /&gt;they are your worst enemies&lt;br /&gt;and you still treat them as your friend&lt;br /&gt;i was blind to not see these things&lt;br /&gt;to believe whatever i see&lt;br /&gt;now i know&lt;br /&gt;what kind of a person are you&lt;br /&gt;and your friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7250473390254792266?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7250473390254792266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7250473390254792266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7250473390254792266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/7250473390254792266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/144.html' title='#144'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-8868458803780078136</id><published>2007-10-20T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T20:20:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#143</title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 1430. i slept for like 12 hours?? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to airport again. for the 3rd or 4th time this week.&lt;br /&gt;went with evan. and we started talking some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;knew new things, talked about old things.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to do ivle but was lazy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the maths teacher was super boring.&lt;br /&gt;and the place that we were, was too dark.&lt;br /&gt;it was a pretty place actually.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;you looked like a demure person&lt;br /&gt;those who will not bear any grudges&lt;br /&gt;but you had so many&lt;br /&gt;you dont really look like one&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw you i didnt believe that you are a good person&lt;br /&gt;and i was almost right&lt;br /&gt;the way you do things is doing them without thinking&lt;br /&gt;and too harsh&lt;br /&gt;just hope that you are a good friend to others&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;im clueless too&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether this is a game or this is actually happening&lt;br /&gt;it sounds as though it was fake&lt;br /&gt;but it seemed so real&lt;br /&gt;i also dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;and why does it seem as though that yesterday's problems must continue to be a problem today?&lt;br /&gt;i have my difficulties too&lt;br /&gt;and what do you expect me to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-8868458803780078136?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8868458803780078136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=8868458803780078136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8868458803780078136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/8868458803780078136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/143_20.html' title='#143'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3351986185373013829</id><published>2007-10-18T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:46:49.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#142</title><content type='html'>i dont know why but i feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel that friends are useless cause when you are friends with someone there will be a possibility that they wont bother about you and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;also i thought that next year would be a much worse year than this year - suddenly all my friends will just ignore me. i will get straight Us for blocks and midyear.&lt;br /&gt;actually i keep telling myself that you are not a true friend. but i just thought about the good old memories and really want time to reverse.&lt;br /&gt;i always give the same excuse that im tired. even though im tired, most of the time i'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;i'm living in self-denial. please tell me that it will really end.&lt;br /&gt;i miss singing but i dont want to go choir.&lt;br /&gt;i want relieve my stress but i dont want to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to airport but i dont want to see the aeroplanes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3351986185373013829?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3351986185373013829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3351986185373013829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3351986185373013829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3351986185373013829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/143.html' title='#142'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-564200663465703320</id><published>2007-10-18T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:46:32.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#141</title><content type='html'>everyone has caught the infectious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lastminutehavetopassupwr&lt;/span&gt; disease. the canteen is for people to eat not do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wr&lt;/span&gt; people!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole week was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wrwrwrwrwrwrwrwrwrwrwrwrwr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;. please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;moe&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pw&lt;/span&gt;. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want my juniors to suffer. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want my kids to suffer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is very tiring cause of long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pw&lt;/span&gt; periods. though more flexible time, but there is more time to slack (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; super happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was random. playing cards everyday is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really finding time to sleep. coffee is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;. coffee bean-ed for 2 days straight? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problems with my family. my sis is getting her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ds&lt;/span&gt;, Es and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Fs&lt;/span&gt;. and she is not doing anything about it. even though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ABCA&lt;/span&gt; is good but there is room for improvement right? she is like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; bother, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care. "i want to play maple NOW!!!" and she sits there for the whole day. my father is like so childish suddenly. like when my mum says something negative about him, he will make a big fuss out of it. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; that what school children do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a dilemma, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what to do. whatever it is, be rest assured that i know what happened and i wont do that to you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only happens when you are happy and i am happy =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-564200663465703320?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/564200663465703320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=564200663465703320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/564200663465703320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/564200663465703320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/142.html' title='#141'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-2768639023318105233</id><published>2007-10-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:59:15.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#140</title><content type='html'>i tired&lt;br /&gt;i cannot do so many things&lt;br /&gt;its giving me a headache&lt;br /&gt;it more like i cannot do this&lt;br /&gt;i cannot do that&lt;br /&gt;cause there are negative consequences&lt;br /&gt;doesnt it take 2 hands to clap?&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand&lt;br /&gt;its a sensitive issue, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-2768639023318105233?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2768639023318105233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=2768639023318105233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2768639023318105233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/2768639023318105233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/140.html' title='#140'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-324659445192010266</id><published>2007-10-05T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:14:17.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#139</title><content type='html'>open house today.&lt;br /&gt;super tired.&lt;br /&gt;super enthu.&lt;br /&gt;love dancing so much that the phobos song is still in my head.&lt;br /&gt;and i keep on moving to the beat in my head.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;choir was okay.&lt;br /&gt;not very good, for quite obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;and they didnt sound very very good.&lt;br /&gt;but they are not bad.&lt;br /&gt;just rushing.&lt;br /&gt;other than that they are okay.&lt;br /&gt;walked around the school.&lt;br /&gt;danced and danced.&lt;br /&gt;and screamed and shouted.&lt;br /&gt;our house won 2nd for dance,&lt;br /&gt;300 bucks for B&amp;amp;J ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;2nd overall.&lt;br /&gt;super tired.&lt;br /&gt;but still outside at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;using computer.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;people just mistook things.&lt;br /&gt;they assume everything.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why larh.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think that is the way things are suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;i need more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;people are telling me what to do instead of what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG FAT PENGUIN. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-324659445192010266?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/324659445192010266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=324659445192010266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/324659445192010266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/324659445192010266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/139.html' title='#139'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5141362897841600154</id><published>2007-10-04T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:57:41.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#138</title><content type='html'>surestuck in between so many things.&lt;br /&gt;just need a break sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want anyone to be sad in the end.&lt;br /&gt;make people as happy as they can be.&lt;br /&gt;there are just too many things.&lt;br /&gt;and i wish that i can take a break from it.&lt;br /&gt;to calm myself and address these problems.&lt;br /&gt;who said life was going to be easy??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5141362897841600154?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5141362897841600154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5141362897841600154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5141362897841600154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5141362897841600154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/138.html' title='#138'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-110984835262698712</id><published>2007-10-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:52:04.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#137</title><content type='html'>i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;im just thinking about something.&lt;br /&gt;it maybe good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;and i was super tired today.&lt;br /&gt;on my way back from airport,&lt;br /&gt;i slept and almost miss my stop.&lt;br /&gt;the good thing about 36 from the airport is that it takes the highway and it is fast.&lt;br /&gt;but if i miss my stop, it will go to suntec,&lt;br /&gt;that is how quite far from my house.&lt;br /&gt;so i slept and luckily,&lt;br /&gt;i woke up just before i reached my stop.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;now, im caught in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;how???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-110984835262698712?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/110984835262698712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=110984835262698712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/110984835262698712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/110984835262698712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/10/137.html' title='#137'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7152207697158881329</id><published>2007-09-30T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:59:07.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#136</title><content type='html'>sometimes when you know the truth&lt;br /&gt;you feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;and i understand why now.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt myself.&lt;br /&gt;until the very last song.&lt;br /&gt;i was super crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and i should be like that more often.&lt;br /&gt;its my happy place.&lt;br /&gt;and im happy now, supposely.&lt;br /&gt;next week is open house,&lt;br /&gt;following week we will get back our results.&lt;br /&gt;after which, chinese and pw,&lt;br /&gt;then going for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to go to czech.&lt;br /&gt;i miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;though i went prague the last time.&lt;br /&gt;just need to convince my parents again.&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a new target.&lt;br /&gt;to earn my first million before 30&lt;br /&gt;and earn a 5 digit income&lt;br /&gt;after i have earned enough,&lt;br /&gt;i will go to teaching&lt;br /&gt;and stay there for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;my happy place.&lt;br /&gt;that is my plan so far&lt;br /&gt;and im working towards that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7152207697158881329?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5819796844729271474</id><published>2007-09-28T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:50:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#135</title><content type='html'>promos over, choir next.&lt;br /&gt;hope to see things from a different angle.&lt;br /&gt;hope to see what i always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;just hope tomorrow is a good day.&lt;br /&gt;but there is still one more thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5819796844729271474?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5819796844729271474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5819796844729271474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5819796844729271474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5819796844729271474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/09/135.html' title='#135'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-328724897555502229</id><published>2007-09-11T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:35:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#134</title><content type='html'>i was tearing when i was at the overhead bridge. it was the place where i saw the aeroplanes with my friends. now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view was very nice. it was awesome. but it lacked many things. and i wanted to chare this wonderful experience with them. but it wasn't possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-328724897555502229?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/328724897555502229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=328724897555502229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/328724897555502229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/328724897555502229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/09/134.html' title='#134'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-4048698236139514156</id><published>2007-09-08T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T10:19:59.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#133</title><content type='html'>it seemed a long day. holidays weren't that good. most of the time stuck to the computer screen. 16 more days to the dreadful exams. just wish it is tomorrow, get over and done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to Vijayalakshmi d/o Vijayaratnam Ng Hui Xin till 1 this morning, i suppose. her phone battery went flat, as usual. we talked about the stupidiest things and most of the time im laughing or she is laughing, out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i talked to her again, on msn. i told her not to bother about what others say about you. just do whatever you like to do and no one can stop you. then she said that it sounded like her line. vijay, whatever makes you happy. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martin got his new laptop. video called me when he was at subway. so martin-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term starts again in 2 days. exams in 16 days and a new target list has been put up. make it or break it depends on me now. just stop thinking and thinking and thinking, cause it will be okay, sooner or later (i hope). i need my daily dose of school suddenly, my sweet game and choir. just come back to me, my darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4048698236139514156?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4048698236139514156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4048698236139514156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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appears in my inbox, everytime someone calls me on the phone, everytime someone talks to me online, i will ponder for that slight moment. thinking. perhaps. no, i cannot be. and it turns out not to be the same as i thought. why?&lt;br /&gt;i should really learn from my mistakes, to think before saying. really.&lt;br /&gt;and i need that dose of choir practice now. is it possible to have it straight away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-4666968275101598267?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4666968275101598267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=4666968275101598267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4666968275101598267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/4666968275101598267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/09/132.html' title='#132'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-5079510979830644365</id><published>2007-09-03T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:35:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#131</title><content type='html'>do you believe in dreams coming true??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is unexpected. really. anything can happen just the next moment. so treasure whatever you have now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-5079510979830644365?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5079510979830644365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=5079510979830644365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5079510979830644365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/5079510979830644365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/09/131.html' title='#131'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-3177936687959156897</id><published>2007-08-20T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:54:20.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#130</title><content type='html'>the world is made up of many different people who have their own differences. there are no similarities between people. that's why no one is perfect and we should forgive and forget what people have done and regard whoever for what they are. people make mistakes, everyone does. so we should learnfrom other's mistakes and make the world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just have to move on with like. if we make an enemy, we will have one friend less, and one friend means a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-3177936687959156897?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3177936687959156897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=3177936687959156897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3177936687959156897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25704333/posts/default/3177936687959156897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/2007/08/130.html' title='#130'/><author><name>louis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445053337524129670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25704333.post-7643310426322155532</id><published>2007-08-17T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T20:24:14.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#129</title><content type='html'>if someone had told me why, i wouldnt be in this situation now. these days havent been good for me, it started since pattaya trip and it is still continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished that we could go out together after we graduate from school. i even thought of the places we were going to visit. it seems that it can never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happens to me every year, around june to august. so the ugly months are passing by. it will soon be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry brandon, i have been ignoring you all the while. i know you care about me. i appreciate that, but i dont think it is a good time to tell you everything now. i think we should sit down one day then i will tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis, go learn your mistakes. you have been in this situation before. and you have experienced it before. be the better, bigger person. it will soon be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25704333-7643310426322155532?l=flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingthroughspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7643310426322155532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25704333&amp;postID=7643310426322155532' title='0 Comments'/><link 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