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type='text'>Siblings night out</title><content type='html'>The last time my siblings and I went out together, on our own was in June 2004! We went iceskating, had our dinner, and watched a movie (tt's how i found out the date -release date of Around the World in 80 days lol) with the sponsered $100. Seems damn long ago, when jon was looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=pic&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eemiily/971492090/" title="view fullsize"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1303/971492090_cd58337dde_m.jpg" width="240" height="123" border="0" alt="jon"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, wasn't that a long time ago lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to 21 july 2007. Saturday night, mom and dad at some company dinner, leaving us to hunt for our own dinner and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "here's $10". &lt;br /&gt;J: "can i have more?"&lt;br /&gt;D: "why?!"&lt;br /&gt;J: "er... need to feed all 3 of us?"&lt;br /&gt;D: "oh." *hands a blue note*&lt;br /&gt;dad's so blur lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up at around 6 (sis had tuition, jon was at home, i was at ken's) and loitered around AMK hub (i was lookin for a nonexistant comics connection).  Sis's territory's TPY, Jon's j8 so yup, these people livingin amk have not really explored amk hub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis mentioned AMK hub's interior looks like Vivicity, with the shops around the parameter, it's vastness, the many bridges on opposite sides of the parameter.. New eyes really prove fresh insights lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topped up $10 into Tapz card. 3 of us attempted the basketball machine but it got messy with us knockin each others balls out lol. Damn sis is pro! She's like a machine - balls with E-West spin, straight into the hoop, one after another, , rapid, consistant and accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, played the drum machine, jon played 2 songs lol. hee a tad please jon's interested in it. for a beginner.... er.. not bad la! everybody starts off like that. It's been quite long since i played that lol. I attempted slightly harder songs this time ^__^ arcade was too noisy, couldnt really hear the music -__- hee a tad please jon's interested in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we decided to have dinner, there were queues everywhere, even pepper lunch. so had dinner at mac.. (terriyaki burger, upsized for J, nuggets meal for C and double cheese for E)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sneak into pool.&lt;br /&gt;e: "aunty, 8 feet." hands her my IC&lt;br /&gt;she glances at siblings. "i want their cards too."&lt;br /&gt;they start pretendin to look for an missing ezlink...&lt;br /&gt;e: *dejected* "er, bu you jin le./er nevermind la"&lt;br /&gt;Lol, she looked damn shocked, her mouth opening and closing as we left. (haha ok, exaggerating)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite sad for sis cos she was really lookin forward to playin pool. Quite sian, cos the last time, we managed to get in w/o problem! oh, means the last time we went out wasnt in june04 lol. was 3rd feb 07 (checked photos). cant remember much as what happened that outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we loitered around amk. Seeked the used-to-exist-but-now-non-existant Comics Connection next to the Main stage at amk. Went tian di... Top Ten Long Quan Ban on radio there lol... It's been forever sis and i watched MTV asia (wakao, MTV!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*D-techno life plays*&lt;br /&gt;e: *answers phones* hello?&lt;br /&gt;kenneth!: "hey where're you??" (he was out w junio, vinnie, patrick. heading to kpool too)&lt;br /&gt;e: got kicked outta kpool!&lt;br /&gt;k: hm u want 8ft or 9ft?&lt;br /&gt;e: 8.&lt;br /&gt;k: ok! byebye ^__^&lt;br /&gt;e: ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathers siblings, time to leave!&lt;br /&gt;c: eh, i wanna know who's number 1 this week!&lt;br /&gt;e: oh ya, me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waits for no.2, Killa - JJLin to finish.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*D-techno life plays*&lt;br /&gt;e: hello baby&lt;br /&gt;k: er, where're you all, table's booked.&lt;br /&gt;e: !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... i forgot why we were leaving -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super nervous sneaking in. felt like it was my turn next, at a Cheena oral exam! but we sneaked in successfully!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, bro vs sis, while i hit any ball (solids or stripes) i want during my turn. Been long since i played and boy my aimming was off lol. Jon kept getting free ball since he was after me, poor cat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at a point of time, 2 balls were lined up beautifully. took aim, about to shoot.. but felt cat and jon whispering and lookin at me.&lt;br /&gt;e: "what???"&lt;br /&gt;c&amp;j: "er, you using the blue ball to aim the red ball!!"&lt;br /&gt;e: *looks at table* !!!! indeed i was -___-&lt;br /&gt;c&amp;j: we thought u were doing it on purpose, since allowed to randomly shoot them balls lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pt of time, jon,solids, was left with the 8ball. i had pocketed the white ball -__-. as i took out white from the pocket, i sneaked a red solid outta the ball area and put it in front of the pocket. cat saw and knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j: *takes aim at 8ball.* eh! i havent pocketed that red! sorry, sorry! cat u have lots of free balls.&lt;br /&gt;c&amp;e: keeps laughing lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we told him only after he won the game (yes, shooting in the red ball first).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played a game or two and stopped. chat with kenneth for a bit. Left contact was irritating me. Normally, my contacts are ok -__-. Sneaked in a Honeydew iceblended from MacCafe lol. Sneaking in twice with illegal items. 1) underaged siblings 2) outside drinks lol. it's not bad, really honey-dewy. rather expensive thou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with the guys for a bit too.&lt;br /&gt;patrick: eh, heard you want to go clubbing with mingfen and sharon??&lt;br /&gt;e: *shocked* how'd u know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he goes on about how they ask him to chaperon etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken was in front of me, with his back to me. Soon i was havin to shout to patrick over his shoulder, he moved backwards a lil. was like ??? what is ken doing. he was moving backwards and was against me. lol! realised he was trying to stop me from talkin to patrick abt clubbing lol. thought i was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siblings and i left around 11.. Jon wanted another drink from MacCafe. Paid for the HotChoc with the last of our cash, mostly coins lol. Jon wanted popcorn while cat wanted to go to the arcade, so it was back to AMKhub..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn the popcorn/tickets queue was long. Cat was telling us about yet-to-be-released movie, Disturbia. Strangely, it was being screened that night! but the time we reached the front of the queue, we decided to watch the 11.10pm screening of the movie we knew nothing about! it was so sudden and spontaneous lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called parents to inform them, just as we entered the theater. Fortunately, they weren't angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt know what we were in for. It was a fantastic movie! One of the best i've watched in ages lol. Satisftying. It was freaking exciting, was funny, had romance, edge of your seat thrillingness. Everybody go catch it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. i glanced over at my bro, and he was doing the exact same thing as me! palms/fingers together, over his nose, thumbs hooked under the chin. Me and sis were leaning against each other on the same armrest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon said the girl next to him kept going "oh fuck fuck fuck fuck..." during the exciting part of the show lol! she exclaimed "OH FUCK!!" when somebody got hit. hahaha... Btw, it wasnt me hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main actor gets house arrest for punching his teacher. (he cant leave his house.) He gets awesomely bored and starts spying on his neighbours to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his neighbours seems to fit the description of a serial killer in the newspapers. But nobody believes him.. Is he a killer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie has been top of the boxoffice in the US for 3weeks so far. ST Life! just gave it almost 4stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;______________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to share the this movie with them. It was a nice moment. My siblings on either side of me. Sipping the Hot Choc, feeling it warm me up in the cold cinema. Not often the 3 of us do this (w family not counted haha), even rarely when I go away next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited at the AMKhub taxi stand, discussing the movie for a while. Both mom and dad were smiling as the drove towards us. Kiki/Hachi, standing against the door, we knew her tail was wagging. 3 of us lumbering into the back, Kiki giving us a grand welcome after not seeing us for more than 6hours..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raved to them about the movie, told them about our day. Kiki lying on me..The whole family in the car. It was a great ending to a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mom: what did u all do between dinner and 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;e: er, we played pool, hurhur.)&lt;br /&gt;(haha, she doesnt really like us playing pool. dont think she know the "NC16" rule either lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-683146081395157678?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/683146081395157678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=683146081395157678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/683146081395157678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pic"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.damagedsoul.net/nana/adoptions/adoptions.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="Nana Adoptions" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1424/859811847_d19fd1318f_o.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, welcome to my blog =) it's been long, very long since i've update and much in my life have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i'm back and in the mood to blog so yup, ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navigate using the metal squares above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new layout features Nana and Ren ^_^. not 100% complete yet (words/theme for layout image. any suggestions?) thou but i'm releasing it first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original image by Ai Yazawa, NANA manga vol. 11.&lt;br /&gt;Scanned by Takoyakis and posted on &lt;a href="http://www.minitokyo.net/"&gt;minitokoy.net&lt;/a&gt; by Cheza1982.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View the original image &lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1324/712722093_8d72640816_b.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited/Photoshopped by &lt;a href="http://eemiily.blogspot.com/"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in a NANA craze, will probably blog about it.Meanwhile here're some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.damagedsoul.net/nana/"&gt;Dreamy and Hopeful life in Tokyo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://randomc.animeblogger.net/category/nana/"&gt;Random Curiosity&lt;/a&gt; (an anime blog. read NANA synopsis!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fan.whiteplums.com/renxnana/nanaxren.php"&gt;Need you like a bad habit&lt;/a&gt; ( about Nana and Ren. !spoilers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wire-d.net/seven/index.html"&gt;seven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovenana4ever.cjb.net/"&gt;NANA Scantrad &amp;amp; Live movie in English&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="pic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1197/859811727_96a90f1ec2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-6962829524484851088?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/6962829524484851088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=6962829524484851088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/6962829524484851088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/6962829524484851088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-layout.html' title='New layout!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-6775751427245610616</id><published>2007-07-22T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T02:54:18.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenneth'/><title type='text'>nap.</title><content type='html'>Hearing and feeling your heart (go "lub-dub").&lt;br /&gt;Lying on your chest.&lt;br /&gt;The weight of your arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;The occassional soft snores and tiny unconscious movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quiet whir of the aircon in the background.&lt;br /&gt;Skin cool to the touch; &lt;br /&gt;The warmth of skin on skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you", i whispered, &lt;br /&gt;to nobody (awake) in particular .&lt;br /&gt;to a certain somebody (asleep) in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snore,&lt;br /&gt;my unexpected reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-6775751427245610616?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/6775751427245610616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=6775751427245610616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/6775751427245610616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/6775751427245610616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2007/07/nap.html' title='nap.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115988334009887001</id><published>2006-10-03T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:49:00.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammit</title><content type='html'>help. my body is driving me mad.i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm itching. and when nt itching, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant sleep, perhaps because of it. leaving me so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more likely it's stress. i dont feel so.but my body says extreme stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus rmbred mom has pills for itchiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its side-effect: make u drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115988334009887001?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115988334009887001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115988334009887001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115988334009887001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115988334009887001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/10/dammit.html' title='dammit'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115962183127854300</id><published>2006-09-30T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:10:31.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Move along - All-American Rejects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all you got to keep is strong&lt;br /&gt;Move along, move along like I know you do&lt;br /&gt;And even when your hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Move along, move along just to make it through&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change you mind - all-american rejects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just your doubt that binds you.&lt;br /&gt;Just drop those thoughts behind you now.&lt;br /&gt;Change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Let go too soon.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learn to fly - a1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the dream is over&lt;br /&gt;Feel the world is on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you lost the strength to carry on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the walls may crumble&lt;br /&gt;And you find you always stumble through&lt;br /&gt;Remember never to surrender to the dark&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if you turn another page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will see that’s not the way&lt;br /&gt;The story has to end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to find a way back&lt;br /&gt;Feel you’re on the wrong track&lt;br /&gt;Give it time, you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow is a new day&lt;br /&gt;And you will find your own way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be stronger with each day that you cry&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In your head, so many questions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is your possession&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies within your heart (within your heart)&lt;br /&gt;You will see the doors are open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you only dare to hope&lt;br /&gt;And you will find a way to fight&lt;br /&gt;The fears that kept you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if you turn another page&lt;br /&gt;You will see that’s not the way&lt;br /&gt;The story has to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There’s so much that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Now’s the time to make your stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an observation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the end it’s up to you&lt;br /&gt;The future’s in your hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115962183127854300?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115962183127854300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115962183127854300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115962183127854300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115962183127854300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/09/lyrics.html' title='lyrics'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115633998753011232</id><published>2006-08-23T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T21:33:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>千里之外 - 周杰伦</title><content type='html'>屋檐如悬崖 风铃如沧海 我等燕归来&lt;br /&gt;时间被安排 演一场意外 你悄然走开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;故事在城外 浓雾散不开 看不清对白&lt;br /&gt;你听不出来 风声不存在 是我在感慨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦醒来 是谁在窗台 把结局打开&lt;br /&gt;那薄如蝉翼的未来 经不起谁来拆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我送你离开 千里之外 你无声黑白&lt;br /&gt;沉默年代 或许不该 太遥远的相爱&lt;br /&gt;我送你离开 天涯之外 你是否还在&lt;br /&gt;琴声何来 生死难猜 用一生 去等待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闻泪声入林 寻梨花白 只得一行 青苔&lt;br /&gt;天在山之外 雨落花台 我两鬓斑白&lt;br /&gt;闻泪声入林 寻梨花白 只得一行 青苔&lt;br /&gt;天在山之外 雨落花台 我等你来&lt;br /&gt;一身琉璃白 透明着尘埃 你无瑕的爱&lt;br /&gt;你从雨中来 诗化了悲哀 我淋湿现在&lt;br /&gt;芙蓉水面采 船行影犹在 你却不回来&lt;br /&gt;被岁月覆盖 你说的花开 过去成空白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦醒来 是谁在窗台 把结局打开&lt;br /&gt;那薄如蝉翼的未来 经不起谁来拆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我送你离开 千里之外 你无声黑白&lt;br /&gt;沉默年代 或许不该 太遥远的相爱&lt;br /&gt;我送你离开 天涯之外 你是否还在&lt;br /&gt;琴声何来 生死难猜 用一生 去等待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's 7th album &lt;&lt;依然范特西&gt;&gt; out on 8th of September!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115633998753011232?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115633998753011232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115633998753011232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115633998753011232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115633998753011232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='千里之外 - 周杰伦'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115478493655077986</id><published>2006-08-05T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:35:37.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone once said...</title><content type='html'>"It's not the work that's hard, it's the discipline."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you do not conquer self, you will be conquered by self. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Napoleon Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The goal each day must be to get a little better, to build on the previous day's progress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John C. Maxwell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater." &lt;strong&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115478493655077986?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115478493655077986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115478493655077986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115478493655077986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115478493655077986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/08/someone-once-said.html' title='someone once said...'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115305891962910151</id><published>2006-07-16T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:43:37.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness.</title><content type='html'>i dreamt of jay yesterday! &lt;3 hee.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i start my 8weeks study plan till the prelims. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8weeks. same as my study time for the O lvls, except then, i started right after the prelims lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must do well for prelims.. in case i need it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims shld take 2/3weeks. thereafter, we've about a month till the a lvls..&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"qian bian wen da"&lt;br /&gt;when is 2&gt;5, and 0&gt;2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: scissor paper stone...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. again! ciao qian bian..&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-emily-4-11-14.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115305891962910151?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115305891962910151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115305891962910151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115305891962910151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115305891962910151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/07/randomness.html' title='randomness.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115297294054076871</id><published>2006-07-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:40:21.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"my name is daniel."</title><content type='html'>I was at the library today, getting bored of my work, lookin up for a while and saw this boy, aorund 6, milling around so i just smiled n wave.. lol.. i think it was the first time someone did so cos he went to his mom to say a jiejie waved to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mom was lookin around w/o realising i was actually almost right in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he's back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my name is Daniel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blinkblink*surprised* "i'm emily ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he extended his hand for a handshake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! so cute! in the middle of a busy cafe, imagine a lil boy shakin hands w a teen, as if a deal's just be closed or something...&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"qian bian wen da"&lt;br /&gt;when is 2&gt;5, and 0&gt;2?&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/Teachers%27%20day%20dinner-theme%20troy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/Teachers%27%20day%20dinner-theme%20troy.jpg" border="0" alt="teachers' day dinner.theme: troy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers' day dinner.&lt;br /&gt;theme: troy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115297294054076871?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115297294054076871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115297294054076871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115297294054076871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115297294054076871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-name-is-daniel.html' title='&quot;my name is daniel.&quot;'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115280792268002896</id><published>2006-07-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:36:16.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post midyr..</title><content type='html'>the midyr was the 2nd exam i didnt study for, nt counting last min studying.. the other was O lvl prelim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first week of midyr (GP paper week) i was in a "give up" mode. even b4 i started. actually, because i havent started. didnt study the whole month, what's the point of starting now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos i had to get studying. every hour was packed. well. from 7/8am to 6/7pm anyway. a lil break for lunch.. lol, my timetable was so full! once i was home, i cldnt do anything.. but that prolly kept me sane, chitchatting w siblings.. That week seriously sucked.. it started w maths P1 which felt quite.. normal since my maths isnt tt gd to start with. chem p3 the next day was discouraging. it's like studying so hard the day before(i know i didnt do anything in tt month but the packed days..sitting for papers, studying, rest a bit at home, sleep, repeat.. it felt draining), just so i dont fail the paper that badly the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio p2 on thursday was the lowest point in a long time. stupid mistake of sleeping just a freaking hour left me in a trance semi-dream mode during the exam w a Pentium 1 processor that keep hanging. Simple things took long to process. Couldnt string my answers tgr -_-... i had study and was fairly confident at least i cld do better for a paper.. but that paper was a blow to the gut, straight to the heart. felt like total crap after that paper. if the midyrs were the promos, i wld hv to be retained. y bother studying? left the hall w/o a word or a bye...seriously right, i felt like crying (didnt la). lol, must hv been tt lack of sleep! haha..went home instead of studyin at the iSpace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning, did maths from 7+ till 1pm and sat for the maths p2 which felt do-able!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had survived the longest, most drainin week ever. i now have time. yup.. so studied urgently and feverishly everyday.. (btw, the iSpace's opened on Sunday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i could do chem p2! breezed thru bio p3. and bio MCQ was done in 30min, leavin me with 45 mins lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, the day b4 the mcq, i did mcq frm 7am to 6pm, with only around 20min break. each topic (there were 16) had to be done in 30min. 60-70qn in 30min. is crazy(cldnt finish all of cos).. but it was such a rush &gt;_&lt;. losing 5-10min is alot! nvr valued 10 min so much b4 lol.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;support and encouragemt from duans and kenneth really helped me pull thru the midyrs, thanks alot =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having felt the impact of support/encouargemt..i must do so for my friends too!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bio MCQ, went to have a buffet feast at Suki Sakura! I had so much sashimi XD. hee.. there's lots of stuff there.. jap, bbq (they'll bbq the meat for u), satay, western, chinese, desserts.. hahaha.. our table was so full ^^;;. so darn great to know i neednt be study for anything. to be able to have time to chitchat w friends lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nxt day, woke up late, watched all my recorded programs.. slacked, relaxed, sat in front of the comp.. just not doing anything imp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had a run in the afternoon, felt good to be outside and moving after so much inactivity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i headed off to orchad! had wanted to spend my Kinokuniya vouchers but it was 7+ le, i want to have all the time in the world to browse b4 i decide on my purchase so i went to Cathay instead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i forgot the way there! walked past heeren,wonderin when cathay was gonna appear, instead of crossin the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the familiar smell of cathay. perhaps a combination of popcorn and famous amos. oh yeah i saw the Hard Gay toy being sold! u know the TOMY one, where u take turns to 'poke' swords in the barrel w Hard Gay in it, and one wld make him pop out (HOOO~~!)? it was damn ex, $59.90..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading home, i somehow landed up in Taka to get to orchad mrt. i thought somerset was nearer? *shrugs* Food fest was being held at taka! ventured in, in search of honeydew sago! didnt find tt but found taiwan "tai yang bing"!! bought one haha.. (nxt day's breakfest. so reminded me of taiwan!!! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went out myself, but tt's nt a bad thing =) i dont mind going out alone, quite like it actually.. haha.. how geminian, love being w ppl but dont mind going out myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday... ah, slacked at home again XD and then the weekly sunday dinner out with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. recovery from midyr! time spent with friends, time spent doing nothing, a run, time spent alone, time spent with my family....&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my papers back.. as expected, papers took in the first week were relly horrendous (35%-40% &gt;_&lt; ) while the papers in the 2nd week were done rather well (65%-72% excluding mcq)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall. i passed everything with a C D D.. better than i expected..&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never want to go thru such a confidence crushing time, such a studying-until-no-time-to-breathe-no-moment-to-spare, to rush thru my topics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo bu zi shi 我不知死..&lt;br /&gt;i needed that month to see that i need to study or i'll die until v chan in exams..&lt;br /&gt;i needed that month of rest in june b4 i'm willing to go the full distance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can pass with that 2 weeks of studying, i'm sure i can do much better if i study way ahead, and hard. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...start &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;, any later would be just that, too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 weeks to the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;3months 2weeks 5days till a lvls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou everybody! there is still time, mustnt give up. time to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/scissorspaperstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/scissorspaperstone.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer to previous post.. lol, i've been told many ppl already know these ^^;;; oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115280792268002896?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115280792268002896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115280792268002896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115280792268002896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/115280792268002896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-midyr.html' title='post midyr..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-115243966360506495</id><published>2006-07-09T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:20:14.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$$$</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/ele1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/ele1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elephants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/hearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double heart. made frm a single note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/boots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no puss in boots here... each boot made frm a single note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/crane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/crane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crane, made frm 2 notes. thought of this myself =P haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/ninja%20star1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/ninja%20star1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flicks wrist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/ninja%20star2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/ninja%20star2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bull's eye. made frm 2 notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/note.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a teacher n 2 students are engaging in a game. each one both wins and loses. spot them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answers soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-115243966360506495?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/115243966360506495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=115243966360506495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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focused me that i know i can be and was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's successfully encouraged me to slack and waste my days, whether watch television or surfin the net. to waste whatever time i've have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is making me feel &lt;em&gt;so horrible&lt;/em&gt; about myself...after a day of slacking, short-term "enjoyment/happiness"with no sense of urgency or regard for what i should be doing, i'm left confused, irritated with myself, guilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate her. i hate her but i cannot leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, they're right when they say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your worst enemy is &lt;em&gt;yourself&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so negativity, feeling such dislike towards anybody is always hard, especially so when it's towards yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8086991.post-114970010612286581</id><published>2006-06-08T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:13:25.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;inertia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tendency of a body at rest to remain at rest or of a body motion to stay in motion unless acted on by an outside force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have very high inertia. means high tendency to remain at rest. and high tendency to remain in motion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my act tgr, to get the ball rolling.. u know, i havent done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; work &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt; since sch ended? i have no self control. i can nvr just do "a few hrs" of being online. i have sat in frnt of the comp the whole bloody day, surfin rubbish n &lt;em&gt;time just gets sucked into total oblivion&lt;/em&gt;.. cant let it continue.. so..goodbye, wont be online all that much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck in overcoming inertia..(the thing is i need to write a plan(timetable). i do follow my plans. i just need to do it, sit down and plan. b4 i can start)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just.. get going... and i can be on the roll... after midyrs, i cant stop or i'll waste time trying to get overcome the inertia n get started again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mus put inertia to good use &gt;_&lt; &lt;I&gt;remain in motion, remain in motion, remain in motion, remain in motion.......&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114970010612286581?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114970010612286581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114970010612286581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114970010612286581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114970010612286581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/06/goodbye.html' title='goodbye..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114960720939832762</id><published>2006-06-06T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:20:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop following me.</title><content type='html'>today, an encouter left me freaked out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 5/6pm:&lt;br /&gt;was looking for CDs at Jubilee Popular. taking a really long time to.. cldnt find the ones i wanted.. Then i realised this decent-looking bespectacled uncle looking at me.. ok. mayb Mr. Manager thinks i'm gonna steal his CDs or something. but no, he's nt in uniform.so be a customer ba. crap he's still looking.. he comes up and asks "are you alone?/ni yi ge ren mah? (i cant rmb if eng or chi)". crap. i ignore him and go to another section. he's there for the long time i'm taking to look thru CDs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i head to the counter to pay. i see him leaving Popular. i keep an eye on the down escalator. he doesnt go down! ok.... i wait at the side of the counter while they check if popular card can be used for CDs. i turn around n he's in Popular again! lookin at the new books/bestsellers by the entance. getting nervous... should i inform the staff? what can they do? it's nt even comfirmed he's.. oh. he's nt there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got my cd.. phew, he's nt outside popular! down the escalator n there he is, waiting, by the atm, near the book store.. i quickly walk into Mos, hoping he doesnt notice.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of jubilee thru Mos.. ok. coast clear. head towards bustop. SHIT!!!! he's there! he's outside of jubilee b4 me! he spots me and freaking looks at me. what the hell does he want!! i'm getting very nervous n scared now. shit. what to do..go 7-11? no.. i briskly walk into the hawker centre. hoping to be engulfed by the crowd, to lose him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reach the HDB side of the hawker. i turn round. scan the faces urgently. look for the horrible striped brown shirt. ok. coast clear. i put on my jacket hoping he wont know it's me. (i was in a colourful spot-able Tshirt) looking over the shoulder. walking out towards the open again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk.. down the covered pathway.. nearing the crossing i look. ok. phew. i lost him for good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the busstop ppl give quizzical "she siao arh, so hot still wear jacket" looks but i dont care. i'm freaked tt he'll spot me frm across the road.. or board the bus last min or something. was taking quick fugitive glances.. making sure he isnt here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm first board the bus. look at the ppl boarding. woohoo! cleared! stare out of the window,spacing out at the close shave. suddenly i feel someone poof down on the seat beside me, heart stops for a moment. spin my head round to, phew, see it's a lady..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was home safely..went for a run to calm myself down lol..(distraction u see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. tt incident really left me jumpy/nervous/frightened/scared.. didnt know what to do; felt kidna "hunted". dunno if i'm making too much outta it cos it was in the day and AMK was milling w ppl. mayb i'm watching to many thriller movies lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was so decent uncle looking! why liddat -__-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my family (i think i was still.. affected.. i was tearing =S must hv scared them. mayb PMS man) and these are some precautions/ideas they came up w and i want to share w fellow gals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if at a crowded place:&lt;br /&gt;- turn around and shout "why are u following me!!" he may deny, watever, but it'll surely attract attention n he's gonna turn around and leave in the opposite direction man.&lt;br /&gt;- get in a taxi n leave!&lt;br /&gt;- get to the train station n hang out by the control station. tell the staff if he follows.&lt;br /&gt;- if it's late, &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; get ur parents/bf to walk u home/drive u hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 3rd time such a thing(perverted uncles) has happened to me -__-. why i keep tio-ing such crap! i was just wearing a-not-short skirt and normal t-shirt! the other times i was in sch uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. i need a boyfriend. lol..&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a crappy ending to a otherwise nice day. thank you for the kbox treat! and the cute thingy u guys made. how'd even think it up?! it looks fantastic. lol.. thanks thanks &lt;3 [ok. i think of the group, only mfen's gonna read this lol... i shall sms them thanks] the boardgame cafe.. was different! didnt hv the luck to select more ususal funner games thou ^^; inexperienced lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114960720939832762?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114960720939832762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114960720939832762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114960720939832762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114960720939832762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/06/stop-following-me_06.html' title='stop following me.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114908288382115936</id><published>2006-06-03T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:35:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Anaïs Nin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sure dont feel 18.. whatever 18's supposed to feel like. hee, prolly mean i dont fit the description/image of an 18 yr old. many ppl i know, dont too.. maybe that's why (refering to the above)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's cake was amusing! cos we didnt hv small candles, we used big "year" candles for all 18... and the cake was so full and smoking and on fire-like n stuff. end-product: a colourful cake.. cake of wax. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i much more enjoyed the steamboat dinner w had at my place w my PW grp the day of the PW results thou.. that was so much fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.. i wish my birthday was nt during the sch hols ^^;; i rmb the few times i had sch based stuff.. sec3 had sch n 2.4 naphfa? sec4 NPCC camp. jc1 ZHSS-NY camp. (and one yr, i had friends coming to my place w a cake or soemthing, tt was sweet!) anyway! it's quite rei nao 热闹and more.. festive w friends, random ppl shouting happy birthday..quite overwhelming all 3 times, since well 15 outta 17yrs, nvr experiences b4.. hee. less like a normal day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my porpor (i keep refering to her as "ah mah"!! cos everybody's grans are mostly ah mahs it seems) said at 2months old," 我会找婆婆了" i was looking for her already.. she had to cook and grandpa wld carrying me and i wld cry and cry.. once he walked past the kitchen and me n popor made eye contact and i was smiling! at tt moment she knew it was lookin for her.. v cute, she says.. crying crying crying, i spot her and suddenly, i'm smiling at her lol. i like these lil nuggets of info/childhood stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 3/4e1 ppl! class outing on 09/06/06. 2pm, marina square. pls go yeah, it's been ages!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114908288382115936?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114908288382115936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114908288382115936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114908288382115936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114908288382115936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/06/18th.html' title='18th'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114899807861007112</id><published>2006-05-30T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:31:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of May</title><content type='html'>yesterday night was one of the worst nights i had. slightly after 12, i suddenly started having the runs (lao sai). having chills under the blanket. and later, had to go at 1,2,3,4,4.30am... was damn sore by then &gt;_&lt;.. i didnt dare sleep from 3am until 5.30am in case i dirtied the bed -__-. that bad. 3-530 was horrid cos i was damn tired but cannot sleep.. walked around my room half asleep.. trying to read oragnic chem to keep occupied.. for 2.5h..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went somemore times.. 4 times? damn.. was feeling sick n uncomfy n weak -__-. slept quite a bit today. up to now, my stomach's still churning like mad.like a washign machine or soemthing. makin all sorts of weird noise. and i can feel there's still somemore. damn. tonight how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily there was no school today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG7201b.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG7201b.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Sunday, 28th of May, making Tiramisu with mom! it doesnt look good only k(yes, tt's the actual photo of it!), it tastes yummilious! nvr thought one could make good tiramisu at home lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG7170a.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG7170a.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th of May: There's a cat in NY recently. a rather maggoty/sick lookin one =S. but it has the bluest eyes(this photo doesnt do it justice)! i think it was somebody's cat once. definiately nt a stray. when it saw me, it just kept meow-ing! lol. and of cos i'd meow right back, cant be rude mah. then it rolled over, asking for a belly rub! i thought only dogs did that lol. used my shoe to give it one :S dunno what diseases the cat may be harbouring.. later that day, it tentatively followed me all the way frm the iSpace, down the stairs to locker area there! so cute. quite cool when the cat chose to follow me..it must have thought i looked/smelt fishy lol...&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner on the 16th of may, i suddenly realised for the first time the many many numerous repeated reflection of the rather reto light over my dining table in the oil droplets of my soup! out came my minitripod.. that dinner took v long cosi was taking photos! (mom was shocked to see i hvnt finish my dinner when she came back frm dropping my siblings to tuition lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG7108a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG7108a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflection of my light in he oil droplets of soup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG7114a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG7114a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corn cob in soup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG7106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG7106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swirling soup... kinda look like long exposures of the night sky lol..&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG6904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG6904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from the Merchant Court (hotel)(6th of May)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG0628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close up view of the lotus pods (i think it's called that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG6935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG6935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner by the pool..(the Blue Potato)(they serve blue potato chips! naturally blue. like how yam's purple?). damn their poached oysters w bloody mary and lime shorbet is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/400/CIMG0621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left-over garnish food from that meal lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.tickerfactory.com/ezt/d/4;51;103/st/20060603/e/birthday/dt/13/k/2ce5/event.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hint hint. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114899807861007112?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114899807861007112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114899807861007112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114899807861007112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114899807861007112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/05/photos-of-may.html' title='Photos of May'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114770098974432873</id><published>2006-05-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:49:50.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img463.imageshack.us/img463/7840/dex16va.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this imaged flashed thru my mind while watching Dexter's Laboratory with jonathan...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think michelle wld get this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114770098974432873?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114770098974432873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114770098974432873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114770098974432873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114770098974432873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/05/get-it.html' title='get it?'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114744571596064113</id><published>2006-05-12T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:41:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of rest.</title><content type='html'>yay, almost on track. completed complex III, probability and DRV in a week lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally slacked today thou. i have SCV le! lol, on the way home on tues mom told me. so O_O!! haha. didnt expect dad to get it done.. he wants it for... world cup!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10, watched tv till 1..bathed..the sun enters my bathroom!so nice and airy! used the comp till 3/4... slept frm 5-8.. watched tv frm 9-10.45(now)(pei mom watch some da chang jin lol. no, i'm nt a fan. i;m the disc changer and exist to help her take drinks and food lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i had better nt do a repeat of last last long weekend where i slacked the whole long weekend when there was two tests the followin week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. and.. i missed this week's grey's anatonomy (and desparate hsewives but i dont care abt tt) =( =(. i taped wrongly. didnt know the channel would be by default the previosly recored prog. so i taped 2 hrs of news. %*^%&amp;*... sad. i nvr missed an ep..and apparently it was a touchin episode tt got a friend tearing thruout! (ok, tt sounds abit aggerated lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;felicitous&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;Marked by happiness or good fortune&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happens that friday is a public holiday&lt;br /&gt;making thursday the eve of; &lt;br /&gt;making prices inflate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happens that we spontanously (&lt;span style="font-family:wingdings 3;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; G &lt; 0) brought forward thur's outing&lt;br /&gt;and abruptly changed the plan from kbox to movie at the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;so happens that the movie started and ended when it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happens joyce needed the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;and that we decided to use the 2nd storey's&lt;br /&gt;where yucui and jiahui preened in front of the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happens that the train arrived and reach when it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a series of random events considered felicitous&lt;br /&gt;because it led to me meeting you&lt;br /&gt;even if for just a moment.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114744571596064113?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114744571596064113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114744571596064113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114744571596064113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114744571596064113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-of-rest.html' title='a day of rest.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114709890256239873</id><published>2006-05-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:13:57.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/5066/friedbacon3kc.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom bought Da Chang Jin DVD set. O_O! cos there's english subtitles.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(she cant read chi. nor can she understand korean =P )&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a foreign feeling, to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emily is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to find my place,&lt;br /&gt;trying to feel less insecure abt where i stand in friendships.&lt;br /&gt;trying to catch up in school,especially maths tuts,&lt;br /&gt;trying to get started,studying.&lt;br /&gt;trying to control myself,&lt;br /&gt;trying to master myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trying to,&lt;br /&gt;try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114709890256239873?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114709890256239873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114709890256239873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114709890256239873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114709890256239873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/05/trying.html' title='trying.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114657877260550184</id><published>2006-05-02T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:06:12.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of waffles and chivalry</title><content type='html'>My internet is lagging like siao. Sometimes it just.. jams up. Dunno what’s wrong.. typin in MS words now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at round 2.20+pm, after sch, canteen was quite emty! Good time to grab some waffle! But aunty said “sold out” ssold out!! So early =( &lt;br /&gt;“huh?? Zhe mo zhao arh…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this guy(student) went “nah, u take mine la”.. &lt;br /&gt;“huh?? It’s ok la” (me, blur diao/surprised) &lt;br /&gt;“take it la *smiles*”&lt;br /&gt;“orh ^^;; thanks! How much?”&lt;br /&gt;“hvnt paid yet, u pay the aunty..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the stall hearing askin “aunty, you sei mo bao?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so pleasantly surprised =) Nowadays, chivalry(gentlemanness?) doesn’t seem alive(Glad to hv someone prove me wrong..) .deemed impractical i gues. but still, nice ot be on the recieving end. then again, gals arent tt girly/feminine or "fragile". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waffle was still v warm! fastest time i ever got a waffle. (my 3rd waffle ever thou). ate half den was le ^^;; but since it was ren jia rang de人家让的, shld finish it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. I did study chem.! Slept and woke up with a start at 1.30am ( I tend to spontaneously wake up if I hvnt done sometime. Like the night of synergy. Fell asleep, woke up at 4am packed and sleep). Started on carbonxyls. Studied till 4+ when mom shouted at me to sleep. Had to study in the toilet! Haha. Studied till 515am and slept for an hr. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114657877260550184?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114657877260550184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114657877260550184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114657877260550184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114657877260550184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/05/of-waffles-and-chivalry_02.html' title='of waffles and chivalry'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114649326599665498</id><published>2006-05-01T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:14:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test suicide...</title><content type='html'>is not studying for your tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. i had sunday and today to study for my chem test tmr and bio the following day. havent started yet thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall start now. 1015pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit&lt;/strong&gt;: 1057 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. sunday was great. woke up. cleared 2 weeks of lost and this week's grey's anatomy. den mom had friends over. steamboat!! really great soup! den desert!! homemade chocolate fondue! mom's orange-choc(kinda muffiny) cake. and brandy-soaked choc cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 bottles of breezer. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. yestday was a nice, idle day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For a kiss to be really good you want it to mean something. You want it be with someone you can’t get out of your head. So that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot, so deep you never wanna come up for air. You can’t cheat your first kiss Nicole. Trust me you don’t want to. Cause when you find the right person to first kiss. It’s everything!&lt;/em&gt;" alex, grey's anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She’s a human traffic accident and everybody is slowing down to look at the wreckage. She’s doing the best she can with what she has left. Look I know you can’t see this because you’re in it but you can’t help her now. It’ll only make it worse. Walk away. Leave her to mend." Dr Bailey (to derick who ditched meredith)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel liek studying. i know this is somethign i have to do. but right now, i hvnt got the motivation. need to find it quick. i wish i had someone to get me to lol. yes,i'm immature.i know this is soemthing i gotta do. if i dont(which is what i'm doing now. not studying lol), nobody's gonna get me to. no one's gonna care. one for one's self now i think. they've got themselves to be concerned over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i said this b4 lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so frustrated w myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. 11.11pm. seems like a good time to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114649326599665498?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114649326599665498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114649326599665498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114649326599665498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114649326599665498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/05/test-suicide.html' title='test suicide...'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114598398509439614</id><published>2006-04-26T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:53:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.50am blogs are random. be warned.</title><content type='html'>today, after maths remedial (530) [i adore mr kooi! lol. so funny/amusing] i learnt about jellyfishes, flatworms, roundworms, earthworms, starfishes, sea biskuits, sea liles, snails, squids, clams, prawns, lobsters and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 6, i suddenly felt like running. since i was half p.e. attire le (had pe tt day. v slakc thou. 15 min of squash only haha)(cos NAPFHA done last week. full 30 pts! so cool. totally unexpected).. got my short and ran 4.5rounds before i got tired. then did work till 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was about to leave, passing by the ajar LT4 door. crept into the almost pitch dark LT, blindly. found the light switch! tinkered on the piano for 15/20min (quite worried i get lock i nthe LT thou lol) aiyah, the only 3 songs i know (and not completely somemore). and rubbish songs i come up w on the spot haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bus came and went b4 my bus finally came! i go amk and most buses do go there so today was like. huh?! lol. 7-11 to get a replacemt tube of mint mentos for dad (i koped his tube today. ran outta mints! u see, i dont drink must water so must hv sweets/mints to maintain non-stinky breath). saw sour skettles. got for cui and stella a pack each! getting for my friends, must get stuff for siblings oso right. ok, 2 tubes of sour mix mentos. make tt 3, inclding me haha. the aunty was quite shocked. came to $8+! (i got a mag too btw lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. watched some tv. INTERNET. and soon, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall make my coffee first, for tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. my rather boring day. but i dont ususally run in sch or play the LT's piano in the dark so. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm dead nervous giving presentations. screwed up a class pressie lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being thinkin qiute alot, of stuff. philsophical stuff. lol! if i came to a conclusion/get things straighened out i may blog. lol. overwhelming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114598398509439614?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114598398509439614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114598398509439614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114598398509439614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114598398509439614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/04/1250am-blogs-are-random-be-warned.html' title='12.50am blogs are random. be warned.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114511130588319442</id><published>2006-04-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:36:27.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Still &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who are you now &lt;br /&gt;Are you still the same &lt;br /&gt;Or did you change somehow&lt;br /&gt;What do you do &lt;br /&gt;At this very moment when I think of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm looking back &lt;br /&gt;How we were young and stupid &lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I fight it, can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you &lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you &lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at me&lt;br /&gt;Instead of moving on, not refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;That I keep coming back &lt;br /&gt;yeah, I'm stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't meant to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to fight it, can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you &lt;br /&gt;I still care about you &lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you &lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, No...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find you&lt;br /&gt;Just like you found me, that I&lt;br /&gt;Would never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(need you, care about you)&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;br /&gt;like I'm right beside you (Like I'm right here beside you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger can be quite ambigious. sometimes, bloggers post stuff which says so much yet so lil. like a telling sentence but we dont know who it's refering to. even the person being refered to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the letting it out. mayb e person wld read it yet. not truely doing so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114511130588319442?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114511130588319442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114511130588319442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114511130588319442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114511130588319442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-still.html' title='I Still.....'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114424407957595977</id><published>2006-04-05T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:39:08.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>word association quiz thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people &lt;em&gt;(*raises eyebrows* hmm? u sure, quiz thingy?cant be indecisive for sure.cos i am.)&lt;/em&gt;. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;hahaha...eh?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'm abit sad the core syllabus of bio's all covered. means if i dont take bio anymore, tt's all i know. i still wanna know more.. -but not memorise for exam T-T)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;yes. true.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. (&lt;em&gt;i do?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... quite similar to shufen so i dont know how reliable/varied its results are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite cool how word/image association works and what it reveals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114424407957595977?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114424407957595977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114424407957595977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114424407957595977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114424407957595977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/04/word-association-quiz-thingy.html' title='word association quiz thingy'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114399874758509659</id><published>2006-04-03T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:29:51.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunno...</title><content type='html'>i think i may be stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a great dinner at some small italian cafe, on the way home in the car, i felt really uncomfortable. need to poop(which i did when i got home..). last monday, i had the runs too. really think that was food poisoning cos it lasted for 2 days (but was quite tolerable)..But Today..why? mayb it's cos Monday's tmr? mayb it's the escargoes (SNAILS!)( lol. tried for the first time. nt bad actually. kinda like mussels/scallop in gralic butter [kinda like garlic bread tt kind])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, was hyper/crazy. i happened to be like that when i'm stressed or on caffine.(on the flipside, i get v quiet n subdue when stressed oso. wonder which is a indicator of greater stress) Bro even asked if i had coffee (negative). he den concluded "stress!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb it's the tiramisu. all the COFFEE LIQUER. but damn, it was the best tiramisu i ever had!!! $8 for quite a large rectangle, shared w mom. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put find the address to share it w u guys!(somewhere in holland v) great place. felt like i was in italy, in a small cafe place. me(mushrm sauce, medium) n bro(pepper, welldone) had steak, mom lemon dory fish or something, fried. dad, seafd cream pasta (surprisingly good! ususally i find them quite bland). sis, lagasna (garfield wld like tt lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want that tiramisu. cld really taste the alcohol! ah. i like alcohol.........orange breezer!! haha.i dont see myself being an alcoholic thou. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreaming ppl. tmr, seeing my friends will make everything alright, yes it would... i do wish i cld see some other old friends thou.. yes, tt wld be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nt making sense.yes. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114399874758509659?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114399874758509659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114399874758509659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114399874758509659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114399874758509659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dunno.html' title='i dunno...'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114388107173310878</id><published>2006-04-01T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:44:32.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules!&lt;br /&gt;1. BOLD the following words that are true about you,&lt;br /&gt;2. ITALIC the things you wish were true, (colouring them is too troublesome haha)&lt;br /&gt;3. add one thing true about you,&lt;br /&gt;4. and then tag onetwothreefourFIVE more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch TV these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I own lots of books.&lt;/strong&gt; (eh. besides TYS ^^;;, some drawing ones,some photography)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I've been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/em&gt;  (sorry. i tell small lies here n there.to  sm really small qns, i dont answer truthfully, cos i'm afraid of being judged. tryin to change that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/em&gt; (i curse quite alot. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart.&lt;br /&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost and scar-free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/strong&gt; (we [siblings n i] try for once a week but usually it's fornightly la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk really, really fast/unclear.&lt;/strong&gt; (i'm incoherent! i need to slow down. haha, sometimes my friends got the "huh" look or just give a neutral "ah./mm./orh." means i'm done itagain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way i look.&lt;/em&gt; (most of time i do but not always)(thus the italics)&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have. (phew,lucky for u ppl,i'm only hyper on bananas n coffee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have alot of friends.&lt;/strong&gt; (thou.. nt many close ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am currently single!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;/strong&gt; (i stay in PJ all weekend if i dont go out)&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/strong&gt; (besides, occationally, the smokers)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God. (nop.)&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months. (nvr b4. i've drank one bottle of breezer, no effect. i wld like to know my limits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life. (i hv an inkling [sm ideas] but,still, i really dont know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before. (hahahhaha.... similar thing to diapers, i've changed b4. quite frequently actually. eh. nvm hah.)&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not allergy to anything.&lt;/em&gt; (lips get ichy after sm stuff. still hvnt identified wat it is :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;/strong&gt; (parent =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have made a move a friend's significant past or crush in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;i love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;Democrat.I am punk rockish.I am preppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my job.&lt;/strong&gt; (i actually like being a student. the learnin n stuff. cant imagine not learnin more Bio stuff soon. i know i'll miss being a student when i'm working so i'm loving it. hah.)(i dont like tests/exams when i aint prepared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who i am now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever i can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;/strong&gt; (i dont really love e animal but i had a sea turtle pendant which i love. n u tend to value the things u lose. lol)&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/em&gt; (an play two but proficient in none. hah)&lt;br /&gt;I worked at MacDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;I love kisses. (i wont know..)&lt;br /&gt;I fall for the wrong people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt; (bright, not fluorescent)&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers more than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle. (wahahha i can. hor, cui and belinda :P)&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongues in waves, much like a snakes slithers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden&lt;/strong&gt;/owned&lt;strong&gt; a horse.&lt;/strong&gt;  (real horse, nt iGallop k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still have every journal i've ever written in.&lt;/em&gt; (crap i lost my quite recent one!! hope its nt in someone else's hands)&lt;br /&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt; (didnt know cos i sleep alone. till i freaked out duans n cui during that sleepover did i find out lol)(my bro does too. he even has actions. lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distraction.&lt;/strong&gt; (reason for bloggin around exams/tests..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;/strong&gt; (me and cui climbed a [Prolly 2/3 stories]tree once! how cool is that!)(getting down was scary.)(trees rustlin when the wind blew. the green all around. the filtered sunlight.the shocked faces when ppl looked up. fear of our handphones falling down lol)&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person i work with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/strong&gt; (COFFEE!)(but only when i absolutely need it. dont want to be immuned or no kick when i need it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions. (no time =( only been to about 3 or 4 haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/em&gt; (am not. but i think it's so cool to be able to draw/arty stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/em&gt; (i dont even clean my room when nec. unless mom blows her hopt)&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have riden an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love chocolates and crowns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I go to school NOT for the sake of lessons&lt;/strong&gt; (look forward to sch on mon to see my friends! and dread it cos of all my undone tuts)&lt;br /&gt;I can't ride a bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;i have/have tried to cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm the only person crazy enough to do this at 6 in the morning without any sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;i feel crazy. (not now. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love tomatoes!! &lt;/strong&gt;(like only la. cherry tomatoes are great too)&lt;br /&gt;i like peanut butter on bananas.(chocolate on bananas are better! =O)&lt;br /&gt;Been told "you're on fire!".&lt;br /&gt;I'm a netballer.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Serendipity.&lt;br /&gt;I think the word 'RASPBERRY' is sexaaay!&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFRIENDS ARE LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;I like to sleep in a neatly made bed. (i dont get why we must make our beds. it's gonna get messed up anyway.lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i blush. &lt;/strong&gt;(i just found out on thursday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://herworld-herlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mythlogy.diaryland.com/"&gt;mingfen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freakycapri.blogspot.com/"&gt;jess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reason-to-believe.blogspot.com/"&gt;cat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynx10.blogspot.com"&gt;kelvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt matter if u dont wanna do it la =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duanyu said i do blush. all this while.. i thought i dont! i do feel hot soemtimes but when i ask if i'm red, the answer's always no.(on thurs i asked for fun n got a diff ans).  so i just assumed i didntwhen i told cui(she's known me for 6yrs.means i really dont blush often anyway) what duans said, she was too shocked. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die. now tt i know i do blush, it may happen more often. becos i'll be thinkin "shit. hot.blushing"= blush more? haha. ususally it's like "hot. oh well. luckily nobody knows hah."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114388107173310878?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114388107173310878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114388107173310878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114388107173310878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114388107173310878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/04/rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114363001642203555</id><published>2006-03-29T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:32:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate hsewives and grey's anatomy</title><content type='html'>this week's desperate housewives and grey's anatomy totally rocked. ususal to have two v good eps in a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like grey's much more.&lt;br /&gt;it's human drama. hv lil stories abt the patients(last week was this teen who had to decide if he wanted to donate his liver to his abusive,alcoholic(to his mom) dad.he did it on the condition tt his mom tell the truth of the drinkdrinkin n leave their dad)(this week was this Blusher.blushed supereasily den affects her alot, socially.got operation to stop blushin one leh) of cos the main char's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week, grey's famous mom (was a fantastic surgeron but now got alzerama's) arrived in ER! she was screamin n stuff n meriderth (Meriderth Grey) hid. she told everyone her mom was holidaying. her mom thought George (the intern attached to her) as her husband. screamnin at him.. then her friend, christina (the chinese gal) fainted in OR! (she's pregnant) Her baby implanted in the fallopian tube! nvr go to the uterus. in then ruptured n she lost the baby.. only then did Burke find out abt his child. (he broke up w her). now everybody knows she was pregnant. and lizzie and alex havin sparks b/w them (they used to hate each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. too much back stories(actually more happened but i'm not a gd story teller) and names and it's messy here no? but it's great.. try watchin one ep. i recommend u tape it thou. 11pm on channel 5. thank you channel 5! and Lost's starting again!!! gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But at least falls gives your friends a chance to catch you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at Fruit Garden (juice/iceblended drink stall) aunty asked a gal who was eating a homemade sandwich (the break looked.. dunno, cooked? Fried maybe dunno. Anyway, can see it’s prepared de) “你妈做给你的啊?(ur mom made tt for u?)” “没有啦, &lt;strong&gt;男朋友&lt;/strong&gt;…(nah, my &lt;strong&gt;boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt;)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww......... hands up who want a bf lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to those who are dismal, its now time to buck up. its not over and there's still time. don't wait until its too late. must really start to put in more effort now. work hard, believe in yourself, don't give up. that's the least you could do." li zhi liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;songs i'm listening to now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every little thing - dishwella &lt;br /&gt;bu zhi de - dreamzfm/meng fei chuan&lt;br /&gt;feng - zhou jie lun&lt;br /&gt;tong che xin fei - zhang dong liang&lt;br /&gt;everything you want - vertical horizon&lt;br /&gt;innocent - our lady peace&lt;br /&gt;wo you zhui - wu ke quan&lt;br /&gt;down - lin jun jie&lt;br /&gt;bu yao hai pa - wang lee hom&lt;br /&gt;kiss goodbye - wang lee hom&lt;br /&gt;dui bu qi xie xie - eason chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if this list w numerous chi songs is surprising to some.. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114363001642203555?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114363001642203555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114363001642203555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114363001642203555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114363001642203555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/03/desperate-hsewives-and-greys-anatomy.html' title='desperate hsewives and grey&apos;s anatomy'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114286101258044594</id><published>2006-03-20T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:45:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.drawahouse.com/houses/show.asp?houseID=300501&amp;houseHASH=64af71fc0af8146f09558eb2c486b2ff"&gt;http://www.drawahouse.com/houses/show.asp?houseID=300501&amp;houseHASH=64af71fc0af8146f09558eb2c486b2ff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Based on the drawing and the 10 answers they gave this is a summary of their personality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You are shy and reserved. If you've drawn a cross on each of windows, you always want to live alone. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You have a strong personality and you like to command, influence and control people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not a romantic person by nature. We also see that you are sensuous, sexual, and privately passionate. You don't think much about yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i shy? haha, &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=eemiily"&gt;wesley and michelle &lt;/a&gt;think so(guess the johari windowthingy really revealled some unknown stuff haha). michelle said some of my mannerisms are shy-ish and duans agreed. i was quite surprised! "really meh, i'm shy?! :S" after some thinkin, i realised i'm shy sometimes!guess someimes i dont know how to respond.  haha, if u ask soemthing that hits a shy pts i'll prolly can't speak properly/dunno how to respond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am oso shy if i am with one guy. as in, alone w a guy.不自在, not as chatty. haha..for that matter, if i have to b alone w one individual (whatever sex) i'm not close w, i'm quite nervous inside and dunno what to say or do. i'll keep thinkin "oh no, what to say next, runnin outta stuff!shit shit..". but usually, stuff works out. i shouldnt worry so much and just go w the flow! i work better with more ppl.er, more funny and can speak naturally haha. less attention/less selfconcious? even if just chattin in a classroom w ppl i know around, feel more.. comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! block test eh? went lib everyday except on wed n sat. not sure la, but didnt go 2 days. nvr do lib = do work at home? NOoooOo.. haha i wish i can man. i can't do work at home! i intented too! even forgo-ed going ikea w my family cos i needed to study. which i didnt of cos. lol. felt super guilty, liek i wasted alot of time. haha. wasted 12 hrs ba? haha.. i like my studyin pattern. wake up 8/9, play piano, slack, surf. go lib do work frm 11-6/7 (but i must be v slow cos i dont cover much leh) den go home and slack  frm dinner till 12++ haha. i slack more den i work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin sent puzzlebobble! 2player is fun! haha played 60 rounds w my sis! unpredictable cos the bobbles your oppenents burst goes to ur side suddenly! haha, we exchangin civil argruments like "thanks for ur bubbles! needed them" or when she goes "ahh!!" (after i just bursts like lots of bubbles) and i feige ignorance " huh? why, wat happening? orh.. alot of bubbles arh? i wonder why" haha.. rubbish la. it was kinda a tie. and i hate the background which moves! i thought it was really pretty. that was before it started rotatin jeez! lol. oh yeah, the online one, i got to round 16! haha cldnt make it pass round 8 for a few tiems le, suddenly i made it thru to 16 on 0 credits leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afterthought&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;i have no problem or qualms with meetin and interacting w strangers thou eg first days at sch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114286101258044594?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114286101258044594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114286101258044594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114286101258044594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114286101258044594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/03/shy.html' title='shy?'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114234665680931425</id><published>2006-03-14T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:30:56.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzle bobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.ventoline.com/frozenbubble/pb_sc_1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ventoline.com/frozenbubble/pb_sc_4.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ventoline.com/frozenbubble/bustamove640.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter: start key&lt;br /&gt;left/right: left/right arrow keys&lt;br /&gt;fire: up arrow key or space bar&lt;br /&gt;p: pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played for an hour tryin to get past round 6!!! so frustrating! cannot be defeated by a game! tried till i finally got past once den to round 7 and got killed at round 8. lol. puzzle bobble is not my strong point.. some others managed to get past round 6 after like 5 min or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still. fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ventoline.com/frozenbubble/bustamove640.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114234665680931425?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114234665680931425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114234665680931425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114234665680931425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114234665680931425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/03/puzzle-bobble.html' title='puzzle bobble'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114216031419203581</id><published>2006-03-12T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:32:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-block test = blog time</title><content type='html'>it's amazing how they (sch auth) can just set some dates, arrange to hv LTs just for the tests, kinda like midyr settings, call the common tests a fancy name "Block Tests" and finally to top it off, attach lots of threats to it/make alot depend on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get us to mug the whole holidays. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest went to a far away corner of sg(clementi there wor!)(no wonder ppl stay at hostels) to go NUS/NTU's open house. alone. lol. on the shutter bus to one of them unis, while passin by industrial areas and some pretty green land, i somehow felt like i was being borught away to strange distant land. like army enlistment or soemthing. (guys at this pt wld disagree strongly at my equating such a smaall thing to their impendin 2yrs away..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met some NY, ZH and ATS ppl! jessie frm my primary sch whom i walked straight up to (w/o wavin or acknowledgin etc) said "i cant recognise u but i know your name". amzing! most of the time ppl always say i nvr change. still look as i did in pri sch ^^;. mayb cos i tied my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know. i've NEVER tied my hair up in more than &lt;strong&gt;10yrs&lt;/strong&gt; (b4 kindergarden)!  the last time i saw myself w my hair up was probably here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/111317471_e8e3996e6d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pri sch: long hair wasnt allowed. sec sch: dunno.. i didnt keep.. jc:longish. when kinda can tie le, i go cut. lol. actually.. cld be tied for some time already but i hesistated cos.. dunno if it wld emphasise my round face! den one day, just decided heck la. try. besides. squash for pe..gonna b hot! haha..dunno y i was shyish on that morning when i first made my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i would sometime go touch my lil pony tail haha. so wierd to hv it tied up. had to remind myself i cldnt run my hand thru my hair/or tug at it that day. and in the bus!!! i couldnt lean the way i ususally do cos it's in the way[ususally take up 2 seats(provided it isnt crowded), w back agnst the bus/window side]! how uncomfy. and once u decide to tie for the day, there's no turnin back cos ur hair wld all stand up where it was tied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if i'll be tyin my hair up maj? or 50/50 ratio. haha. dunno. nt much comments, nothing to sway me either way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/111336428_3a1df5a980.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i alway blog around exam/test period(i still hv a few entries in drafts!). bad (for me). gd frm reader perhaps. but then again, u shld be readin too! haha. didnt do anywork this whole weekend. slept/went out. grandparents are here! yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i shall start work tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yeah&lt;/strong&gt;: not only jessie cldnt recognise me. when i showed dad my pic (w the orange bg) on my camera, he asked me who that was! -_-... my dad leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yeah 2&lt;/strong&gt;: i attempted to study my bio notes on the long mrt ride! on the way back home, was fallin asleep! at on pt, my notes fell onto the floor w a loud "piak!". lol. arh, lucky i had aunties beside me(oh crap, just rmb-ed later, an aunty left n a family man (w wife n toddler in line) was beside me..). nodded of onto them once or twice! ah, was so sleepy i wished i cld lean on them lol. but of cos cannot lah. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114216031419203581?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114216031419203581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114216031419203581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114216031419203581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114216031419203581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/03/pre-block-test-blog-time.html' title='pre-block test = blog time'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114091999817654159</id><published>2006-02-26T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T10:28:04.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress... or not! =)</title><content type='html'>By sumiko tan, sunday times, 26 feb 06, on stress =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... so much of stress is actually self regenerated.my stress level is high, but that's only because i allow myself to be agitated by events and people around me. i only have myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"of cause, there's are stressful situtations that are beyond one's control -  ...when a loved one is in trouble, ....but i have control over so many other situations where it's just plain silly to be provoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"stress is a condition that results when you want everything your way(even the traffic lights must be green). It stems from thinking that everything and everyone should fit your convenience, and world view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it occurs when you cross the line between striving for perfection and being obsessed with it. because, really, how reasonable, or attainable, is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why do i allow myself to feel agitated about event i can't control? how can that help the situation, or me? Why be combative when there are calmer-and nicer-ways to solve a problem?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sumiko tan.&lt;br /&gt;(if there're lots of typos, i apologise, typed w/o lookin at screen lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a level year and a lot of us are bound to be affected by stress or already are.. hopefully this short abstract may give us another perspective..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a level, a levels lor. we study for it, do our TYS.. just 10++ topics per subj, we can handle what =) can't like syllabus defeat us, there's still our whole life waiting for us out there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good points &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=eemiily"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=eemiily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad points &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=eemiily"&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=eemiily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to help me be more self-aware =) hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114091999817654159?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114091999817654159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114091999817654159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114091999817654159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114091999817654159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/02/stress-or-not.html' title='stress... or not! =)'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-114052916558900761</id><published>2006-02-21T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:30:55.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning: incoherance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;pls help me by clicking &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=eemiily"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=eemiily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just pick 5/6 adjectives u think describes me. den see what others think. yup, basically it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=eemiily"&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=eemiily&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- this is a &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt; one! my &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt;points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; b4 readin on!! whaha. how demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. this is v unupdated lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awareness is a higher lvl we should aim for. like for photography, must be aware what's in the background, bggrd crooked or not, one-thirds rule, colours. if u're take photos for the first time, u'll worry more abt how to operate the camera, just gettin ppl in the frame. lil awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised during squash. i'm quite slow at pickin it up, last week, cldnt even hit the ball! this week progress! but still more concerned abt whackin e ball. not aware of my stance, not predictin where ball wld go, my nxt step etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths. some ppl reach e lvl where they're aware abt certain rules tt shld be ingrained eg ln x cant be less than zero. they know what rules/formulas can be applied just be lookin at e qn. awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must know all e basic b4 one can be aware.. hope to be able to reach "awareness" lvl for many things! haha. lame ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna unload random unrelated stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walkin along AMK, there was like this minibus w it's door open. the 2 kids, a bo yn a gal were sing "gong xi, gongxi gongxi ni ya etc" w there hands clasped tgr! so cute lol. den  suddenly the boy ran out, shouting as he ran "AH MAH~!!!" into e arms of his granny. aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, while walkin frm e busstop to my hse, it was freakin hot. was walkin on e grass area nxt to the concrete path as i alway do. my lil way of getting close to nature haha. i wld think how once, ALL the area around was grass n forest land.. or pretend to be trekkin thru the Enchanted Woods (er. enid blyton. haha) OR a lord of the rings forest lol. anyway! the shade of the trees were so welcoming.. n i suddenly recalled how as a child my family would go to pierce reservior on weekends! those were the carefree days (while, i still rmb not liking hmwk but nvm lol).. we brought our skatescooters, the "left-right" things (u sit on it n move the "steering wheel/handles" left n right n it'll move!!) n play the afternoon away. those were the days..... when i was still taller den my younger siblings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was recalling all these while walkin, head down, i came across a empty condom box -__-. what, someone did it there?! nxt to a road?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch's fine.. i'm settling in. lol. what a thing to say when e sch term's almost over le! but yes, catchin up on tuts, not sleepin in lectures.. yup, going quite well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! i love Breezer(orange)! [it's 4.7%alcohol (bacardi)]. haha drink a bottle a day during the weekend (fri, sat, sun).. thou, it was shared w mom lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, desparate housewives and grey's atononomy rocks my tv life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-114052916558900761?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/114052916558900761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=114052916558900761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114052916558900761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/114052916558900761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/02/warning-incoherance.html' title='warning: incoherance.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113820609242414353</id><published>2006-01-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:33:55.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was more at peace with myself last year. the general feelin for happiness at.. nothing. just the day to day life. i read today in a magazine (was in the lib to do work but ended up reading lots of mags..) that everybody has this certain (different) level of contentment. u may eg strike 4D and "happiness" spikes but eventually you'll return to your normal level of contentment. i think my normal level thingy fell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, thou i still dont dread school, i still laugh and go crazy w friends, there's all these undone tutorials weighting at the back of my head. and procastination gets the better of me. and it gets worst each day. if i dont do my work, i should hv a lot of time right? and which it seems i havent done anything i enjoyed for long time. seems like my life going into a freakin vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to constantly remind myself that seemingly big tasks can be broken down into smaller, more managable tasks. or i'll freak out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have even come to dislike myself, irritated at my lack of will and that's horrid for selfconfidence/selfesteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just drifting. surviving by just a bit during tutorials. but enjoying lectures w all the new stuff that's al so fresh n interestin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start a more regular input of caffine. Caffine has this huge effect on me. when i just started drinkin coffee a few years ago, my heart beats at an irregular accelerated rate(quite disturbin actually), my hands shake, i may get headaches. now, it's my choice of substance on mornings when my head weights a ton. it makes me alert, happy, hpyer to a fault (a lil afraid i irritate my friends lol). a lil restless. afraid freq use would numb its effect on my body, i take it sparingly.. like 2/3x a week? i think i'll hv another coffee tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these sound really low eh. lol. all the selfmotivation/jiayou stuff in penned in a real notebk thing (made of paper) so this blog is kinda loop sided!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to malaysia for CNY (oh no, alot of food n tibbits lol). hopefully i can take a step back and try find what's wrong/settle stuff within myself/just relax. i dont really like CNY.. abit like putting on a show (w the more distance relatives anyway) no? but i wanna see my grandma n uncle n aunty and just live a packed house w like more den ten ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh this hour is making me feel really melochonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. gonna sleep now w/o any work done today. again -__-.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113820609242414353?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113820609242414353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113820609242414353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113820609242414353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113820609242414353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-was-more-at-peace-with-myself-last.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113733899522980300</id><published>2006-01-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:45:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.savagechickens.com/images/chickenthink.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have read some of my friend's blog where they muse they wished they didnt that much so they cld be happier like the more simple ppl. this sure hits the spot lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more savage chicken &lt;a href="http://www.savagechickens.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113733899522980300?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113733899522980300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113733899522980300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113733899522980300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113733899522980300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/01/think-too-much.html' title='think too much'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113724733828407088</id><published>2006-01-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:19:16.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. 2nd week of school and i'm still slacking. i havent done a real ounce of work! not my new tutorials, not those that ought to be done in the sch hols. niether have i review the new lecture stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hv chem n bio test on tuesday and i havent started =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. i need to start soon b4 i start drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;post not done yest. resuming it now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised as one get older, u're more on your own. nobody's gonna ask u to go do what u're supposed to do. not your family, not your friends, not your teachers. no one to nag "oi. why're u sleeping again? why u watchin tv? why u using internet, bloggin?! done ur backlogged gazillion tutorials? studied for your tests?" come on. you're 18. u're supposed to know what u got to do.family let you be (mine anyway). friends have the same test n tutorials to worry about le, still hv time bother abt u? lol. that's why it's so easy to fall into slackmode. to not want to do anything. it's so easy to go offtrack. you're on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u want to do well? nobody's gonna push you. u have to find it within yourself to really want it, summon the inner drive and determination. and just stop being to disgustingly lazy. argh dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i cannot find it in me. i cant find the motivation or determination in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113724733828407088?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113724733828407088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113724733828407088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113724733828407088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113724733828407088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/01/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113621376975664398</id><published>2006-01-02T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:40:24.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap! i just ran my first 3.2km in a year (both literally and from the last time i ran 3.2 lol). was a good run, didnt feel like i was dying.could do a last spurt towards home. lookinforward to finding out my timing when i pressed stop too excited. &lt;i&gt;twice.&lt;/i&gt; n reseted it b4 i cld see!!! what the. oh well. shall find out the nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i havent touched my hmwk all hols, i went to lib faithfully from like 26-29th to earnesntly try do s me hmwk! but after that, i ddint touch my hmwk anymore ^^;; hee. done only 7 maclarin's n 2 bio SQ (nop, i hvnt done differientation or anything else.) and i'm not freaking out. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided. i'm gonna enjoy the rest of the holidays. sleepin at 5am, waking at 2pm (which is e time sch's gonna end for me lol), reading, watching azumanga daioh, listening to music. only then can i gan xin to chiong this year. holiday hmwk? there's lots of time to do them in 2oo6.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and so, yes. i'm planning to mug this year. jiayou everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've alot of ganxiangs about 2oo5 and i have planned my 2oo6 (during that 3.2k haha. yes, i think the whole run.) which i'm gonna pen down on real paper. blog it? no promises lol, in view of how i procastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. College Annual cross-Country @ MacRitchie on 27 jan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113621376975664398?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113621376975664398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113621376975664398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113621376975664398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113621376975664398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2006/01/crap-i-just-ran-my-first-3.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113562681655337224</id><published>2005-12-27T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T03:55:56.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i grow up i wanna be...." (late night ponderings)</title><content type='html'>been reading... dan brown's angels n demons. quite addictive. read from 12am till about 2++ b4 i finally torn myself away to go bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch's starting and i just started on my holiday hmwk today. very little (almost completed one bio SQ. yes. didnt even finish one qn!) but i guess it's a start. i'm quite worried i wont have time to finish them. i better not waste my nxt few days. i'm actually forgoing the annual e6 chalet for the first time to finish it. i better not miss it for nothing. i want to see my friends thou. so yes, i want sch to start. but i really hope i can finish them b4 sch reopens jeez. have a week.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Grey's Autonomy (5, 11pm) which is abt the life of interns (docters right out of uni, not fullfledged docs kinda). their shifts last 48hrs n their boss give them a really really hard time. a phrase my mom calls the shit-taking. or something, cant rmb the exact phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do ppl want to be doctors, besides the certainty of wealth n status? lives are in your hands. u hv to be decisive, weight options and decide what to do. huge respondsibility - your decision may very well cause the death of the patient. then there is the patient's family. depending on you to save their love one's life. such huge responsibility  that comes with that occupation. there are less taxing occupations around... there are other jobs that can bring in much more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if dad has lost anyone. lost any babies. i wonder how it felt like, delievering his first baby. hearing that first cry... i must ask him some day soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see mom and i dont mind living her life. working half a day, a nice per hour rate. i see us leading a comfortable life but it's cos dad's working very hard, dont see him often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm in awe. all the stuff they must have had to memorise! the syptoms of the hundreds of illnesses, the medicine to prescribe, the SPELLING of all those long jargon and medicine. the practice/skill needed, the confidence to cut open patients and meddle with their insides..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos the lofty thought becoming a doctor has crossed my mind with everybody askin if i wanna follow my parents footsteps; with the attraction of having the same lifestyle . do i even have the ability in the first place lol.but do i really wanna be one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i wanna be. what are my interests? photography, advertistments. i dont see myself in those lines thou. i've considered being a dentist - work with my hands, easy money (ithink =S) but only 34 per yr accepted into NUS. or in hospitality. in a hotel or something. serviceorientated. i'm quite gd w ppl no? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'll prolly be studying in sg la.. when ppl ask if i'm going overseas to study, mom answers w/o skippin a beat "nah, staying put in singapore..if she can make it". wldnt mind spending a few years somewhere else,immersin in a differnet culture/environment, broaden my mind, speak better english lol. and prolly grow up abit. living a pretty sheltered life now, nvr worked a day in my life =S.  i've actually left my mind wander sometimes to the day i leave, wonderin who wld be there to send me off.. whether i wld be crying lol. but yup. i understand it wld be a unnecessary financial burden to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what i wanna study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113562681655337224?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113562681655337224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113562681655337224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113562681655337224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113562681655337224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-i-grow-up-i-wanna-be-late-night.html' title='when i grow up i wanna be....&quot; (late night ponderings)'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113546338602326530</id><published>2005-12-25T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:30:16.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG3368.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/200/CIMG3368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey hey! It's christmas! Merry merry x'mas to all my friends (esp avril, tricia and Amanda who smsed me greetings lol). And since tis the season for sharing, here's a lame story I’ll share w u all ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there were two elves, Tui and Ye, snatched very cruelly from Santa by the very cruelly wicked TMB-Long Incisors Monster (TMDLIM) has striked fear into every little brats' hearts for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/PC140121.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/PC140121.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TMDLIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TMBLIM had a plan. You see, these elves were no ordinary elves. They once belonged to one of Santa's most respected departments, that of the &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; Tree Decoratiology (CTD)(Santa doesn't endorse 'Holiday Tree' bullshit). He worked those two elves to the bones (bless their poor souls) and &lt;i&gt;sold the trees they decorated to shopping malls.&lt;/i&gt; What, u thought xmas trees just &lt;i&gt;magicially&lt;/i&gt; appear when x'mas round the corner?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cruel work conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brave Smiles. Just another day in captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great work! They really know their stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since security became much much tighter (the highest: Red Nose Alert) after the abduction of Tui and Ye, no other Monster, not even the notorious TMD-Solid Bi Ti Monster (TMDSBIM) managed to get any elves n so, TMDLIM monopolized the Christmas Tree trade! From Taka to Far East to Thomson Plaza in Singapore to Doota in Korea, all the freaking trees were decorated by Tui n Ye! But only 10cents from each dollar earned went to Tui and Ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/PC140122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/PC140122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TMDSBIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no funds, Tui and Ye were unable to obtain their favourite iceburg lettuce, fried chicken, haagen daaz icecream or meiji chocolate. Day by day, they withered away, catalysed by the lack any quality anime enterainment(AzuD!)(lots of the above mentioned in the North Pole), while the TMDLIM grew rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because the TMDLIM wanted to gold plate its incisors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/PC140121a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/PC140121a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. coffee is bad for me. in view that it's 6.11am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, a &lt;strong&gt;big thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to yucui and duanyu who help put up the tree! it's looking fantastic! thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Here's wishing everybody &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ove, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oy and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;appiness thru out the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.29am. time to hit the sack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113546338602326530?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113546338602326530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113546338602326530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113546338602326530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113546338602326530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113544435930012424</id><published>2005-12-25T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T03:31:51.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my xmas eve</title><content type='html'>today was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today afternoon, attended ms long's (the now mrs soh) wedding! met up w npcc friends. i was feelin.. abit outta place/uncomfy cos of what i was wearin! mom's. she's nvr wore it b4 thou. haha..but kinda.. different. not often u wear such stuff eh. may hv over done it. went "oh shit" when i was there. lol. mom says since the bride n groom take much pains to dress/doll up, guests shld make an effort too. er. anything la. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yvette shufen zhenting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;shufen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4026.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the uber cool zhenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shufen n zhenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yvette n jueling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zhenting n shufen again. first time seeing zhenting in a skirt! (i didnt realised till like much later! haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zhenting n me. i'm smiling like a gong3 tao2 ^^; jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the blurry group photo -_-;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sirs n mdms in the protect vital parts pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really fun, imposing roy's head on shufen's body;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shuroy (like elroy/alroy) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenting's head on malcom's body;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mal-ting (like melting.haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roy n junwei (failure. roy's face long. junwei's not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4037.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4037.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;junroy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenting n malcom (failure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenting n malcolm; success! (kinda.) haha. they look quite similar no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last bu not least,malcom's head on ms long's body!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;melong (like melon) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope we werent too rowdy ^^; w the laughter n stuff (we took these b4 the wedding started)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was busy taking photos. which turned out really dark -_- n some blur. lol. was thinkin of how excited/nervous/shaking ms long must have been during that pastor's long speech. while she was walking down red carpet. "will i trip?" hee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad giving away the bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride’s train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride’s father, bride, groom n best man(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4077.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4077.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can finally hold hands le! (pastor done talking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4111.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4111.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I do'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ooo…look, we have matching rings!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solemn. Actually, the atmosphere was quite lighthearted =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms long being ms long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms long being ms long 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo w sirs n mdms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4137.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4137.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every bride’s prettified no? pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG4133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG4133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yeo was there.. mr leong. lots of female teachers. but no ms chan. or ms ow. then yvette told me ms long told her that ms ow was getting married too! ms ow! getting married! wow. it came as a shocker to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the first wedding that i got invited to (excluding the ones i attend w my family). contrary to popular belief, the bride doesnt throw the bouquey of flowers for her female friends/relatives to catch (signifies u'll prolly be the nxt to be attached/get married!). and, did u know, the signing of the marriage cert thingy, usually seen on tv to be signed at the ROM, neednt be signed at the ROM! they signed it at the church... darn mediacorp has been misleading me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinner w family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edo sushi at thomson plaza. which was qite empty. all head to town le haha. i like the sushi there.. quite a unusual variety. the "daily specials" Don sets are good! mom had that. the salmon thingy has a nice nice sauce! i had salmon belly soup. haha. i love sashimi! so does mom. n recently my sis too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro game. FF something. gameboy.. my bro has 17 original games! n some of them he bought w his own money!!! he ser de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting a external harddrive for my photos n files shld my compy crash. and and and and. i got headsets!!!! been wanted a set for ages! my first was a audio technica that hung on the ear w hooks. soundsys was damn good! but it kept fallin off n sound escapes! the nxt i got was a in ear one (w the creative player) but it's not snug n kinda falls off too! so. i concluded i needed those w the inner ear piece thingy tt wont let sound escape. or fall out. but they're quite ex! 60/70/even$80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audio-technica.co.jp/products/hp/image/ck5/ath-ck5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.audio-technica.co.jp/products/hp/image/ck5/ath-ck5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inner ear thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. saw &lt;a href="http://www.audio-technica.co.jp/products/hp/ath-ck5.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for $50! they had a gift set, 3 for $98 which is like buy 2 get 1 free! so me n sis had new head sets n i lvoe it!!! it fits. it sounds fantastic! so glad to finally get headphones! (my creative ones conked out n i was using crappy ones) have yet to find out if the loop support thing will hurt me in the long run. using it now thou i'm at the comp w windows media player. lol sis was v amused at my shouting stuff to her when we were in the same room (i didnt realised my volume lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am getting a zinc sling bag too! whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i digress. after dinner, some shopping for fruits, thumbdrive (mom), ink, headsets, we left thomson. didnt feel like heading home so, we went to united sq's starbucks! my favourite starbucks! 3 of us had cameral machioto! played snake n ladders (provided courtosy of *$) hee. such an old game! i kept getting 1s and 2s! -_-. but in the end i won! haha. mom who was leading all the way got last in the end. see, slow n steady wins the race can! dad counted wrongly like twice. we say, cheat! can try force him to forgo his nxt turn as a penalty! but he fights for his rights v passionately so yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, in the car, chitchatted about the hokkien lord of the rings and AZUMANGA w bro! i've the whole series le, a big big big thanks to kelvin for 1-9 n duans for 10-26!! &lt;3.&gt; &lt;p&gt;i really enjoyed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n home i am (amzingly in one piece). blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those close to me wld know i get hyper after a dose of caffine (aka, they had to put up w it hee). n mayb tt's y i blogging!! w lots of !!! instead of ... to end of sentences. but hey, at least i'm blogging. mayb i shld drink coffee late a night more often eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and blogger takes freakin long to upload pics la!!!! 3.08am le T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps&lt;/strong&gt; photos are not fullsize (even when clicked on). msg me on msn if u wan the fullsized ones! (quoting the captions)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113544435930012424?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113544435930012424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113544435930012424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113544435930012424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113544435930012424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-xmas-eve.html' title='my xmas eve'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113415138232128429</id><published>2005-12-10T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T12:13:14.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beijing~</title><content type='html'>i'm finally done packing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 11+pm this was my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/1600/CIMG2661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3914/531/320/CIMG2661.jpg" border="0" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more or lessed packed, except for my mp3 charger n my camera charger (i bought a spare batt!! my camera died 2/3 times in taiwan! nt bad, $39.90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, this tour has SIXTY freakin ppl! that's a lot! taiwan trip was 35 ppl. i dont think i get to know lots of ppl my age prolly old folks or young kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be really cold! -2C in the day and -10C at night! hope i've brought enough clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwan trip felt really different from any other holiday. didnt have that escape frm Singapore life/ romantic you're alone w ur family in some foriegn land feel. prolly cos of the teachers n of cos, my friends being there. more abt that in the taiwan blog entry when i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i went on a sch trip was in pri5, to beijing! didnt make much friends cos i stuck to my grp. either tt or i forgot! this time, i'm not only going w my family, but my grandparents are going too!! fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more phototaking! the comments i got on the &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/d102/nyjctaiwan/?start=all"&gt;taiwan photos &lt;/a&gt;were really encouraging!("u got good photography skills i realise thatafter viewing ur pics. the angle u capture and everything"michelle "hey must comment on ur pic man they are realli good! the sunset at some temple i totally luv tat one. the angle and the composition of ur pics are unique too"CT. whenever i doubt self, shall look back on these comments lol).half way thru the trip, at the lotus pond place, i was quite irritated/disillusioned; felt my shots werent good, normal/nt outstanding after viewing some of my friends'. told myself that was just a bad day (of photograpgy) n it'll be alright. turned out ok la haha. captured sweet shot of a temple silutted against a sunset.. encouragement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aim to take photos that ppl ususally miss/dont see. capture things that i didnt expect taiwan to have/to be like.(i wish i had some shots on the many political billboards/banners). i try avoid the normal touristy shots (but of course, there'll always be some hee). hwoever i need to get myself in more photos! v lil proof tat i was in taiwan ^^;. i keep thinkin i'll spoil the photo ^^;; but for memeory sake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. view the &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/d102/nyjctaiwan/?start=all"&gt;taiwan photos&lt;/a&gt;! contributed by ppl who went to taiwan. mine are.. well,labelled under "emily" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough typing 2am le, go sleep emily! u're wakin up in 3hrs time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113415138232128429?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113415138232128429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113415138232128429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113415138232128429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113415138232128429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/beijing.html' title='beijing~'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113374953808012770</id><published>2005-12-05T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:25:38.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>唯一 by 王力宏</title><content type='html'>唯一&lt;br /&gt;王力宏 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的天空多么的清晰&lt;br /&gt;透明的全都是过去的空气&lt;br /&gt;牵着我的手是你&lt;br /&gt;拌你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;却看不清&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是否一颗星星变了心&lt;br /&gt;从前的愿望&lt;br /&gt;你全都给抛弃&lt;br /&gt;最近我无法呼吸 连自己的影子&lt;br /&gt;都想找你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby&lt;br /&gt;你就是我的唯一&lt;br /&gt;两个世界都变形&lt;br /&gt;回去谈和容易&lt;br /&gt;确定你就是我的唯一&lt;br /&gt;独自对着电话说我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我真的爱你&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;我已不能爱你多一些&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实早已超过了爱的界限&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently in love w this song lol. this albun was out in 2002. i cant find the album -_-. anybody wanna find it for xmas? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113374953808012770?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113374953808012770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113374953808012770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113374953808012770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113374953808012770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/by.html' title='唯一 by 王力宏'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113371592149831890</id><published>2005-12-05T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:05:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAIWAN!! not. soon la. lol.</title><content type='html'>wondering if i'll ever post abt the taiwan trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i've been planning the entry in my mind for such a long time! it'll be funny if in the end i dont get down to doing it..plus going thur 900+++ photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! going on a 3D2N chalet stay w 4e1!!! so. yes. more waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote. almost everybody on msn (who went taiwan tt is) has their "i miss taiwan/the days in taiwan/friends made during the trip" message (in their nick) in chinese! why? cos mostly LEP students? it's just kinda wierd.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. after chalet, i resting 2 days den going china frm 10-16. so.... hee ^^;;; perhaps..... after den, ill update. but i'll hv the china trip to blog! gosh. procastinate somemore la. after the china trip den i've a week to complete the piles of tut b4 heading for 2e6's chalet!! gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113371592149831890?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113371592149831890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113371592149831890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113371592149831890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113371592149831890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/taiwan-not-soon-la-lol.html' title='TAIWAN!! not. soon la. lol.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113359385821831480</id><published>2005-12-03T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T16:26:23.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;why are u so messed up&lt;/strong&gt;? you're such a &lt;strong&gt;nuisicance&lt;/strong&gt;! why r u so forgetful? i &lt;i&gt;bet&lt;/i&gt; the keys are with you. one of a kind u all are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left a tub of $11 rum n raisin icecream out the whole night. not on freakin purpose. that makes me messed up? i shall go do drugs, smoke n burn my lungs out, drink myself braindead,have random casual mad sex around the island, flunk all exams, burn down houses. now &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt take the freaking house keys! how's it related to that incident?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what mom? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113359385821831480?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113359385821831480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113359385821831480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113359385821831480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113359385821831480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/12/whatever.html' title='whatever.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113067595675037939</id><published>2005-10-30T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:46:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jay frenzy</title><content type='html'>ah! ah! shit! jay's new song lang man shou ji is damn nice. a dear friend &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; sent it to me. jay hasnt even started singin yet. just the intro. ok. he's starting to sing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for his album to be released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i had 15seconds of that song's chorus. me and cui listening to that same 15s on loop! haha...i finally get to hear the whole song after listenin to just the freakin chorus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe how my friend's friend, and thus my friend has the whole album! before it's freakin released! jeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last yr. i had like 30s/1min clips of ALL his songs from a handphone ringtone website b4 his album was released. n since he usually sings the song twice in a song, that 30s/1min was the whole song. when the album was released, it's like. i already know the songs. not as much impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this year it's gonna be differnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna get e ablum online. i'll wait. anticipation makes everything sweeter. especially with teaser/trailers. and BLAM! i'll get the rest of his songs in the album on nov 1/2.  (thou i already hv like 3 song. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far. ye qu is very catchy. like rise and fall from craig david.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like lang man shou ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have preordered. he looks good on the poster. but i really hate his clothings n blingbling. lol. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cathy, i've added it to windows media le! go check it out (this is in case i fall asleep in your/jon's bed again b4 i manage to tell u)(haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113067595675037939?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113067595675037939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113067595675037939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113067595675037939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113067595675037939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/10/jay-frenzy.html' title='jay frenzy'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113067127972767702</id><published>2005-10-30T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:21:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i came up with during today's "productive" chinese revision session.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img478.imageshack.us/img478/8828/cimg0889a5wp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img478.imageshack.us/img478/8828/cimg0889a5wp.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck chinese ao ppl! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. there's another video! thanks to avril. scoll to bottom of previous entry.. it's under &lt;strong&gt;EDIT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-113067127972767702?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/113067127972767702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=113067127972767702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113067127972767702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/113067127972767702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-i-came-up-with-during-todays.html' title='What i came up with during today&apos;s &quot;productive&quot; chinese revision session.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-113059012081764265</id><published>2005-10-29T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T14:40:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bsb videos n well. post exams?</title><content type='html'>was very relief w the promos being over! had a great time, staying at home and just chillin got, slackig... playing the guitar, sleeping, colouring, preparing cards and presents... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read too! it was.. surreal having tangible text. am so used to reading blogs/stories on a screen and now i can actually touch it, flip the pages and dogear them. i read at the bustop! cos it was raining so i just settled myself there.. with my guitar periously nxt to me, i removed my shoes and sat crosslegged, reading! bet ppl on the many buses that pasted me thought i was crazy or something. just as i was getting comfy, the rain stopped.  and the sun came out, right on me. but luckily, it was v intense; just deliciously warm. right. lol. after more stares, i suddenly decided to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way home is uphill. but it freakin pleasant that day, with the constant zephir. light breeze that is. didnt feel like i was in singapore! didnt that that stiffling-after-rain-heat being emmitted frm the grd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i did more reading in the garden =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stuff got busier again with PW. PW seems synonymous with "I HATE PW!!" or "BLEH, why on earth did MOE come up w PW?!" or "i hate my PW mates" but not for me. i hereby declear: I HAVE E BEST PW MATES (friday regular/ yellow grp/ nuggetty members) ever. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all do our part, we're quite close, we have fun together... The 2.5min video took 1 day of filming!but the whole process was darn fun. not to mention the (friendly) competition bw duan and cui during dinner time, june playing the SIMS 2,amanda n duans playing the keyboard, cui n watermelons... the sleepovers (and finding out i sleeptalk!). b4 the real PW work begin, there was the coming to my place for unlimited supply of green tea, playin w fiefie (sophie), wewe, milo and elmo, badminton at the park and playing on the ps. yes. it was fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and we're all azu crazy. azumanga crazy that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW's just a lil tiring n time comsuming.. can't believe it's almost over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP comin up. i've to face my inner devils of presenting. when i clammed up during rehearsal (fortunately i did recover towards the end, a savin grace), it kinda felt like NPCC's promotion test where i had to shout malay commands to direct a squad to some destination around the parade sq. thou they were my SQUADMATES, tt is, my close friends i froze and mind went blank. felt so insignificant and helpless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do consider myself confident but dont know why that happens. but anyway i shall practise n overcome this! cant gu fu/let down my pw mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till nov 9 is over. only then i feel as if i'm free. (OP and chinese was on my mind after the promos). whee. lookin forward to havin pw mates over at my place right after e OP. lookin forward to the taiwan trip w my friends! and the china trip w my family. but this year is different. MY GRANDPARENT are coming along!! oh joy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOs. my whole class got promoted! whee. i improved =).&lt;br /&gt;chem C --&gt; C&lt;br /&gt;maths O --&gt; D&lt;br /&gt;bio D --&gt; B&lt;br /&gt;GP D7--&gt; B4&lt;br /&gt;chi C6--&gt; C6&lt;br /&gt;emily is an nquisitive an dcheerful girl who's a delight to teach. she's helpful n voluntarily makes e effort to explain difficult concepts to her classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. doesnt seem like what mr ong wld say. (lol.. all the stuff i'm typin out to delay chinese revision. aiming to pass. hope i'll be able to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. my maths n chi is horrid. lol. i'm really glad w bio n GP. but these are not the grades i want for my a lvls. i want at least AAB, B being maths. yes. so must work hard yeah, emily? o lvls maths amaths bio chem a1 a1 a1 a2 so w hard work shld be able to get to ur goals. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. quite a long way to go. rmb to work hard!. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to LUO TAI, junwei, huishan, zhiliang n huilin =) clapped hard for u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny shit of the day:&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 undergraduate guys lipsyncing to bsb songs.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very amused by them =D &lt;br /&gt;doesnt the guy in the back looks like MoMo (the 27th Student council president)?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6739710473912337648"&gt;i want it that 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&lt;td width="30"&gt;66%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; 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width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; 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target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take 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href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/10/survey-yes-im-still-alive.html' title='survey. yes. i&apos;m still alive.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112871047107071731</id><published>2005-10-08T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:52:38.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee. it's 2.39am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain's numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as u can tell the tone set by started the entry with "hee." this stayin up late isnt cos i've got no choice but to mug but rather cos i want to! yup. promos are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after doing the papers/midway thru the promos, it didnt scare me anymore. cos they were quite do-able! lol. gosh. why did my faith in myself waver pre-promos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed now! what a meaningless post. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can get up at 930 tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112871047107071731?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112871047107071731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112871047107071731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112871047107071731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112871047107071731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/10/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112783489926750719</id><published>2005-09-27T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:28:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dreadful.......</title><content type='html'>haha now u ppl cant say i didnt update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been busying myself w preparation for the Promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend had expressed her concern of me not being as cheerful as norm and it's kinda cos I've been feeling quite unsure of myself; i'm afraid i wont be promoted... this is the first time i'm really afraid of an exam. wasnt for o lvls cos i was prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing some work, i have worked for the promos, thou not doing my best i think.. i do work till 8pm and when i get home, i dont touch any work anymore.. till 8, i read notes/ do some maths.. but it really doesnt feel productive! bleh. my class ppl study really hard and it's quite stressful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg "hey, how's it going?"&lt;br /&gt;"hai, my chem still left energetics"&lt;br /&gt;"nvm la, one topic only.. how abt bio?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, read 3 times already"&lt;br /&gt;O_O!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone has finished ALL the MCQ+sturtured qns in the chem TYS (for topics we're covered la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's good la, they're all gonna do well and deservely too ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i need to convince myself i wont be the of the 5% that would be retained and go under the new killer syllabus! actually greater concern would be my class. i've grown to like the ppl esp yucui(not exactly grown to like la. like so long liao :P) and duanyu in my class alot and wldnt bear to leave them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck everybody! this huge tremendous stifling pressure would be lifted off us by the end of nxt week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112783489926750719?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112783489926750719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112783489926750719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112783489926750719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112783489926750719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/09/dreadful.html' title='the dreadful.......'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112581673926885160</id><published>2005-09-04T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T14:52:19.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. it's me, emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent studied since friday whee. feels so nice to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. guess what, i've chinese prelims tmr! i didnt know till like a few days ago -_-... i dont understand why there's a chi prelims tmr and like chinese in promos too! so silly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been raining all day. sleep weather. have no mood to study what so ever. which is horrid cos 3 more weekends and weeks passed dreamily like this and i wont need to promote liao. and i'll drop out of JC cos i dont like next year's curriculum -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyas. no idea how to study for chinese =S not exactly study-able, chinese is. i feel very unprepared for a lvl chi coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, there is nothing to report ^^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112581673926885160?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112581673926885160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112581673926885160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112581673926885160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112581673926885160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112490327393497498</id><published>2005-08-25T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T01:16:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mom n dad</title><content type='html'>just showered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed towards my room door(to get to parent's room), hoping that i could get dad to dry my hair for me. alas, lights in their room were out meaning they've zzz. 12.33am. time for me to lights out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must dry my hair first thou. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time this year, i asked dad to dry my hair but he was kinda lazy! wanted to watch sports news or something -_-; haha. then mom went "eh, u better dry your daughter's hair while she still wants you to/while u have the chance/&lt;s&gt;while her hair's still wet&lt;/s&gt;". he smiled a silly smile before proceedin to drape my already-quite-wet towel over my head and i got a good o' head-massage-hair-dying session hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i (and most probably dad too) suddenly realised then i'm quite old liao. 17 years old already! (michelle u can proudly say u're 17 now haha; happy birthday again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still quite daddy's gal eh. i think i'll forever be la ^^; i mean, when do u stop?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quite like it when he pep-talks to me, asking me to study cos thousands for ppl get 4As an only 300 enters medical. i think he hopes i follow in his footsteps, the urinary incontinance part/TVT tape side of his job.. he was like "i can teach you all the tips and skills i know." oh man.. i'm not really sure if i want or can anyway. but still, it was kinda fuzzy feeling. he's quite silly he is. he smsed my mom tt day "i'm going home first! need to poopoo urgently, farting alot!" lol! so amusing. tt day he accidentally called my mom and she went "hello?? heelllooOooOo~...?" and then she heard, in the backgroud, some weirdly pronouced chinese by dad "tui! tui duo yi ci jue chu lai le! tui! tou chu liao le! zai tui! gong xi ni, si ge nan de!" XD. he's chinese v not standard one so u can imagine yourself how funny it sounds la. if some random person recieved this call they'll be quite freaked out lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm closer to mom thou. tell her alot of my sch stuff and abt friends! yes, Yeah (code name for someone), i did tell her abt u la (thou i said otherwise- that she happened to know abt the yeah thingy)(i know u dont read my blog so i'm typing it here hah!). not only Yeah la, everybody else oso i got tell her. haha.. thou not abt boyfriends n stuff cos she doesnt approve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she does say some things that i just say "mm/hmm" too but a lil does sink in la. that u dont marry the person u meet in ur early 20s cos u dont really know what u want yet (thou i do know of couples who met and married those the met in their early 20s. mrbrown!). when i said tricia and junio tgr almost a year liao she went "dont u find it's a lil too early to pair up? dont u feel hoodwinked, deprived of meeting other ppl, making friends, spending so much time on one person n it may not work out". i dont necessary agree but i think abt what she say la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. hair kinda air-dried le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreaming mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting to know new friends more vs sticking with closer friends; studying vs socialising; buildin up friendships vs building relationship with one person; library/cafe vs ispace/canteen. choices, choices, choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this had better publish -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlao!! it said "the blog u're trying to post to doesnt exist."!! luckily i copied the whole entry b4 doing anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112490327393497498?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112490327393497498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112490327393497498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112490327393497498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112490327393497498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/08/mom-n-dad.html' title='mom n dad'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112481208042737707</id><published>2005-08-23T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:52:21.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fmkoawfmowfo,awoelf,dls;d,l;w,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost an freaking entry i took an hour to blog&lt;br /&gt;dang it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry already le la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went "the blog you're trying to post to doesnt exist."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112481208042737707?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112481208042737707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112481208042737707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112481208042737707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112481208042737707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/08/fuck-fmkoawfmowfoawoelfdlsdlw-i-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112359537043784243</id><published>2005-08-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:15:16.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a chance meeting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;she had alighted the MRT  and now was pushing her way through the crowd at orchad CitiLink. she was late for her date. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningless faces flashed by - lost in private thoughts, wandering gazes, blank stares into nothing, chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, her eye caught sight of a Stranger walking in the opposite direction. The intense stare ensued even was they walked past each other. Time slowed down and the noise dampened and the crowd faded into the background. it was only them for that few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;necks craned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the connection broken was broken as she tore her eyes away from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tentative backwards glance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was turning back! A breathless request for her number. numbers exchanged on scape paper; a napkin for her, a reciept for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he disappeared back into the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a surreal meeting, over in a flash. did that really happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that date; she was inattentive. playing that moment in her head over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didnt get his name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're now married with two kids. i was like O_O!!! when my chinese teacher told us that story. just the gist of cos(they met. they got married. they hv 2 kids). i made up/imagined the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always been sceptical of fate. this story kinda blew me away. dare i believe in fate? i still dont really....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song so discribes the moment.. except that he doesnt get that gal. his voices take abit of getting use to but i'm listening to it on repeat hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Beautiful Lyrics &lt;/strong&gt; James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;br /&gt;Fucking high,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fate? destiny? i dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112359537043784243?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112359537043784243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112359537043784243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112359537043784243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112359537043784243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/08/chance-meeting.html' title='a chance meeting.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112344029218106392</id><published>2005-08-08T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T02:54:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dy at bk, karaoke, massage, one dee! blog, pw, blog</title><content type='html'>last wednesday, i came home to an empty house at around 8.30 after a session at the lib and proceeded to eat my dinner alone. hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where's mom? should be done droppin jon n cat to tuition what."i thought as i splashed a truck load of tobasco into my spagetti. "eh. why got pineapple tarts de. aiyo. surely moldy de la,hidden since CNY?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds of keys and car doors slamming. hm. is mom angry? dont hear my siblings chatting; subdued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard a familiar lowish voice. POr Por! hee. no wonder there were pineapple tarts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee! ran to go hug her hee.. havent seen her since feb! missed the last visit cos of the zhonghua camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://herworld-herlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;amanda's &lt;/a&gt;heart-felt &lt;a href="http://herworld-herlife.blogspot.com/2005/07/thoughts.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt;  on her decreased grandma and kahyee's &lt;a href="http://smiles-paradise.blogspot.com/2005/07/lif3.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; on the sudden death of her friend remained at the back of my head.. must cherish her! not often she comes.. but then.. i didnt really pei on thursday (damn tired.. finished sch late (6/7) followed by a hair cut) or friday (will come back to it)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on saturday, i pei-ed 2hr her karaoke her teng li jun songs! haha. i only know 2. tian mi mi and yue liang da biao wo de xin.. lol i was slightly too eager to please, imiating teng li jun sometimes to make her laugh ^^; lol. the session reminded me of... getei......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru, sis's friend christopher came over. projectwork. $@%#% he comes at 10.45pm to start sleepover, the other gal at 12+. -_- usually sleepovers are like.. workin in the afternoon till too late to go home den stay over. they come at 11+ -_-. they sleptover the previous night too. and tonight too! that's 3 nights in a row -_-. -____-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. after that, a massage session! haha. all you people in class - you've been the practise. i bet u dont mind thou lol.. dunno why i got really hot n sweaty after tt. massagin's hard work! haha. my bro saw me and went "you look wet". "of cos i am. i'm sweating -_-". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee w her around we get to eat lots of nice stuff. curry!!! havent had curry for ages! (since mia left) and that ginko,barley,beancurd dessert drink thing and green bean soup which jonathan almost finished by himself! haha. and yesterday what the first time i ate char guo tiao this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i continued on the &lt;a href="http://05s1d.blogspot.com"&gt;05s1d&lt;/a&gt; layout from aroun 1/2 til 5am! time flew by, i didnt realise it....(woke up at 12pm if u're curious lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i slackd and touched up the&lt;a href="http://05s1d.blogspot.com"&gt; 05s1d &lt;/a&gt;webby and it's now more or less ready to meet the world! (btw, refresh the one dee webby! the photos on the top change!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the prelimary/planning, ongoing stuff on my 2-in-1 mousepad+notepad lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos23.flickr.com/32012469_7845730cec_o.jpg" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/32012469_7845730cec_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="CIMG0317a" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha got maths stuff de.. for pixels alignment/arrangement. box on lower left were images that somehow only uploaded halfway (tick - fixed). numbers in those squares representing snapshots are tilt angle! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. i didnt do anywork in the weekend. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=32012470&amp;size=o" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/32012470_6fce1b7290.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="CIMG0313b" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. corner porpor when she was doing her hair! curlers from dodo shop at cathay. dont need to "kiamp" de, the velcolike hooks just holds it! hee, she's very pretty right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm already the red national day shirt nanyang provided. so i dont need to change tmr morning! so i can like snooze extra 5 mins or something. first time i'm going to NY myself in the morning! ah. 5.45 hv to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog abt friday some other time (which probably means i'll nvr get around blogging it. lol). 2.49am now. brain. cells. dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112344029218106392?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112344029218106392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112344029218106392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112344029218106392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112344029218106392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/08/dy-at-bk-karaoke-massage-one-dee-blog.html' title='dy at bk, karaoke, massage, one dee! blog, pw, blog'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112316830046229894</id><published>2005-08-04T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:38:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a perfect day.</title><content type='html'>i love today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing specatular happened, nothing bad happened too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping at 3.30 meant i wasnt absorbing anything in chem lec. chem tut - an exercise which i didnt know how to do but it's ok ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short break where i rushed my gp essay while chitchatting. chinese was. funny as ususal! duanyu was besides me and somehow or other, i ended up lending mom's fossil watch to her for the day~ it looked good on her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was mass phototaking! actually it was lousy formal group pics by the school and mass informal pic w my camera! so wierd the sch doesnt do whole class photos. it was super fun. thou 1d not really as close as compared to some other classes, still nice n lots of laughter ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5hr break! more chit chat of cos. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seemed to have chatted the day away oO;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gp was such a nice change. and i mean it was bloody stuffy n  there werent heat waves blowing in the classroom every other second lol. pretty relaxing lesson, other then the fact i was rushing my GP essay, discretely lol. last 10min of GP was free time! mingled and massaged random ppl! i give mighty good massages wahahha. i was massaging myself on the way to bio prac n the shuang, loosened-up feeling lasted for quite long lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths lecture was fun! didnt absorb much (examples in lecture notes given almost the same one -_-) scribbled emoticons with hole-punched holes (&lt;-- jeez lousy phrasing lol) were the eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a hair cut. was really slweepy! nodding off a lil hee. was attempting to read notes during the cut! i love it when they wash my hair, specifically the sensation when the warm water engulfs head.. water was coldish today thou. haiya. they always nvr massage me one. i was looking enviously at the person nxt to me getting one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept dangerously home. on the bus that is. lol, cleo was on the same bus! yeah. reached home, supposed to go run. but i fell asleep! so wtheck, just go bath la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. shower was so nice. warm warm warm shower that fogs up the whole bathroom when the weather's cool's is so shuang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pretty nondescript day no? but i felt really happy today. probably the hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel like this everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(coffee works. i havent slept this week. whee.)(plus. caffine high. XD)(i mustnt take it often or there wldnt be effect!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i will get the photos up soon ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cant wait for tmr to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(orchard)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(orchard's canceled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(still looking forward to tmr thou hee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112316830046229894?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112316830046229894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112316830046229894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112316830046229894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112316830046229894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/08/perfect-day.html' title='a perfect day.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112309235265553448</id><published>2005-08-04T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:05:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to waste my time</title><content type='html'>sht it's 150am now and i still havent started on my GP essay, due, lets see. last, last friday? new deadline is.. tomorrow. or rather today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out around friendster (before coming to blogger. sigh, procasinator's curse. try elay doing the task, situation gets worst lol) writing testimonials in a random manner (click on links here and there, wrote for some i felt like). tmr/day after tmr, some of 1D's gonna ask "why you write for _____, nvr write for me??" lol. i can hear amanda saying that. sorry la. too tired. if i write now, it wont be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now wonder how i'm gonna write my GP essay if my brain's too fried to even write a testimonial lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other new, mom n dad's off to freakin london for a day (kinda stopover + to visit old friends) before heading to Denmark. good la, can go holiday. damn i wanna go. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's giving a lecture at a workshop/conference there! which i think is pretty darn cool lol. i had to watch like 2/3 hours of bloody, "gross-out"ing, "i-see-also-pain-liao" operation videos. editing them for use in dad's lecture. just when i thought i was numb to all these images, i wld have to watch an even more "action-packed" video. and i thought scanning in photos from medicial books were bad ^^;. dad should pay me for these man lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say i'm quite proud of his improvement! he used to use slides! as in, colour film in a projector slides and now he can use powerpoint and add videos somemore lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stayed up nights for this lecture. i stayed up 2 nights for this lecture (oh yeah, today at 5pm i was summmoned home from the library to do some video stuff. n dad's flight that night! so last minute. hm. reminds me of somebody..) and guess what. the lecture's just half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's there to. shop. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeee. 2.04 am. ah. dead. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt like typing my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112309235265553448?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112309235265553448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112309235265553448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112309235265553448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112309235265553448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-to-waste-my-time.html' title='how to waste my time'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112280966694686536</id><published>2005-07-31T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T02:22:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parents' day</title><content type='html'>Parents day. day for parents? they get a day off? nah. they have to stop all they're doing and make their way down to their kid's school at 6pm, wait for half an hour to meet the form teacher. it's not that bad if the kid did well. not in my case thou. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the last period of friday which was chemistry, we bugged mr ong to get our results/ call our parent instead of making them come etc etc. kinda to avoid going thru chem tut lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some had preferred not to have a look but i got my result slip back la. must know i got so it would shock me that much lol. i hadnt calculated it eariler (not sure abt mark banding) but i got a C, O, D, D. great. was quite indifferent since i knew the marks before had but was really dreading letting mom look at it. esp since i havent told her how i did for the midyrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fastforward to in the hall, 6.15pm. i had already told her i failed maths cos i forgot a v imp formula n half the paper needed it (halftrue...).. the hall was choatic! hardly seemed to have any order with it teeming with ppl and tables n many chairs scattered around. finally found o5s1d. there was a queue already! lol, 1d's quite kiasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a nervous wait for me, esp when my mom went over to chitchat with queenie wong(a lecturer who's quite ecentric). O_O!!! going back to ai tong pri (her son was in my class. she used to confront my form teacher all the time for the puny TWO/THREE marks she felt her son deserved in primary sch exam paper) and pointing me out (i was trying to hide behind my friends thou too obiviously. made it even easier to point me out "there, that gal trying to hide behind her friends! that's emily. there, she's peeking at us now.") crap, somehow the consent form was mentioned! (i signed mine myself...cos i frogot to ask mom to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese teacher came over =) chitchatted. she's a live wire ^^. humorous. janet's mom confronted her! lol. gossiped about a certain mrs lim(a classmate) to the chinese teacher! omg, cant believe it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my turn. at first it was ok. and then they (mom n ong) started questioning me! "u having troubles in sch? u don't understand your work? what do you do then u go home? u slackened half way thru the term? i cant see how u can get C for chem and O for math, right maths rep? (wahlao, what can't see. my result slip right in front of you)" etcetc. omg, the questions came fast and furious. almost gonna cry already can. of cos i didnt lah. after an interminable 5 mins, we finally left the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the car, more questions. specifically what i do online. "msn chat?  bloggig? read blogs? rearrange your photo albums?(&lt;--that's ridculus lol) draw?" etc. i kept answer &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;. i dont know why. just felt if i did, she;ll stop me or something. and once i said no, i felt i couldnt change my answer. she got really exasperated. and quite worked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home i had to quickly warn my siblings about her being in a bad mood. she snaps at and finds fault in everybody in her path when she's in a bad mood (not often luckily. she's fantastic n much nicer other times). they were very good.. jumped outta bed(usually hv to shout/pull/tickle them hundreds of times) n were pretty meek and careful thruout the very awkward dinner. felt very bad about having my siblings getting some of the blunt of her temper which i was the cause of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nxt day, everything was back as per normal. phew =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fastbackwards. between sch ended and parents day, some Friday Regulars came! (amanda says that's the new name i gave in my previous blog entry. not intended but anyway, perhaps to ref to others+yellow grp)(PW grp=yellow group)(this time, really ONLY pw members)(duanyu, amanda,june,cui)(usually xiao ying joins the fun. michelle, once.) purpose: play w my pets lots, snack, and at least small bit of work to justify the visit hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duanyu w elmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/29999951/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/29999951_971c67caf5_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="CIMG0030 dy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duanyu strangling elmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/29999950/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/29999950_244a4905fc_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="CIMG0029 elmo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucui trimming milo's nails while someone bribes him w grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/29999952/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos22.flickr.com/29999952_93354a508d_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="CIMG0031 milo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, they practically sat there in on my front porch in the hot afternoon for an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they each recieved a back massage from me. where they lay on the mattress n i sat on their butts (w a cushion in between la). lol. sounds lewd but i assure you they felt great after it. ok. that made it even more worse -_-. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i massage some many ppl! i wish someone would massage me lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;click to see photo enlarged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the originals are 4x larger than the largest size one on flickr. ask me for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;owners of respective faces may ask for their photos to be taken off my blog. not applicable to milo and elmo.. I'm your owner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;duanyu, that pic of u n elmo makes a cute display pic on msn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;try beat me at &lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/tetris.htm"&gt;tetris&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/30004081_09d85fe0dc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; to self: blog ideas (which i prolly wld nvr get down to blogger): &lt;br /&gt;-origins of my pet phrase:nugget&lt;br /&gt;-origins of my pets' names&lt;br /&gt;-my proness in tetris/games i used to play&lt;br /&gt;-last last friday. took many many photos!&lt;br /&gt;-sleepover in june. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-see, i told u i nvr really get down to blogging stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112280966694686536?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112280966694686536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112280966694686536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112280966694686536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112280966694686536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/parents-day.html' title='parents&apos; day'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112257243886748958</id><published>2005-07-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T01:40:38.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clay + friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos22.flickr.com/29272284_f548fd4e1b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. i think clay &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; work. lol. clay's the focus for our PW!&lt;br /&gt;used to have blackheads/stuff and after using that day my skin did indeed clear up! haha so here i am again. Friday regulars at my house are welcome to have a clay mask thingy! just ask hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/29272286/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/29272286_a8e4d47e0b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="CIMG0016" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clockwise from extreme left: michelle, duanyu (who looks really tall there!), belinda, janet, yucui and stella. (click for larger photo!)(the largest there is still half of the original photo size. who wants the freaking big one just ask ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after minor photoshop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/29272285_0e4e341285.jpg" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops. only erased ONE of janet's eyebag. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112257243886748958?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112257243886748958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112257243886748958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112257243886748958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112257243886748958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/clay-friends.html' title='clay + friends'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112221966451429151</id><published>2005-07-24T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T00:39:43.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S100</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/28192221_ecd1582761_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/28192222_247f2c0cf3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiny camera! (not my thumb long can!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos22.flickr.com/28192224_ccbaa194c8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/28192225_3fd5d879a8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more money T_T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/28192223/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/28192223_7b5821358e.jpg" width="294" height="500" alt="s100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spanking new casio &lt;a href="http://world.casio.com/exilim/en/ex_s100/"&gt;S100&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i do keep my money in an soggy pink envolope. lol.(tt's all my money from CNY+pocket money left.dont use the bank;how to get money out otherwise!? i dont save much i realised T_T. 7 months of sch, i saved $60 -_- = $0.50/day saved lol.well. actually, i didnt save at all! had more than $360 of angpao money! jeez. i'm dead) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$300 poorer. oh well. first time spending so much money, first time buying something so expensive.. but.. not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; heartpain. because i didnt really save up for like months for $300. dad's colleague who isnt even married, who isnt even CHINESE, gave us(us siblings) each an $300 angpao during CNY! phua! 6x more than my own parents lol. gonna be surprised for the nxt few times i dip into my pink envolope to find only 2 freaking notes lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casio (i always think of baby-g and gshocks whenver casio's mentioned) &lt;a href="http://world.casio.com/exilim/en/ex_s100/"&gt;S100&lt;/a&gt;, 3.2 MB (same as my olympus), 3x optical zoom, 2" screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly: it's size. 16.7mm( 14.2 at it's thinnest point) x88mm x56.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://world.casio.com/exilim/en/ex_s100/function/img/tit_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. Had wanted a small camera to bring arond everywhere. my phone's camera.. not counted. cant get photos out n memory's full-_- (have 370 photos currently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was $459. i paid $300 and mom+dad topped up the rest as my birthday present. because my bday present was quite.. erm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/28202708_cf3aca7fa0_o.jpg"&gt;(my mouse is indeed green. not camera faulty lol)&lt;br /&gt;a very psychotic looking riko(?)(magadascar). scary leh, in the middle of the night, see it staring at you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very happy with my s100! had to get it asap, at least b4 the Parent Meeting in school *sheepish look*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had wanted the 5.1M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sonystyle.com/intershoproot/eCS/Store/en/imagesProducts/180x180/DSCT7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sonystyle.com/intershoproot/eCS/Store/en/imagesProducts/MoreImages/DSCT7_5.jpg"&gt; &lt;--9.8mm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonystyle.com/is-bin/INTERSHOP.enfinity/eCS/Store/en/-/USD/SY_DisplayProductInformation-Start?ProductSKU=DSCT7&amp;Dept=cameras&amp;CategoryName=dcc_DIDigitalCameras_Cyber-shotDigitalCameras"&gt;sony cybershot DSC T-7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so badly i even divided out how long i wld hv to save to get it. but while researching i found out lots of ppl were not happy with the image quality!chey,it's lousy cam.and it's $700+ -_-. didnt know but: a good 3m/4m cam can take better pics than a lousy 5m camera. had always thought 5m = always better than 3m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my S100 has anti-shake and auto macro-mode but still, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. watch &lt;b&gt;the island&lt;/b&gt;! highly recommanded. thrilling, great sets, alot of work went into designing n planning i bet. food for thought-ish too. go watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112221966451429151?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112221966451429151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112221966451429151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112221966451429151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112221966451429151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/s100.html' title='S100'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112178444676110176</id><published>2005-07-19T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:47:26.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1406</title><content type='html'>I have THREE entries in draft form. hopefull this doesnt ned up like them. the others are actually more or less done but mouse dead halfway thru those entries -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent ran in ages. the last time was lets see, 4july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a harrowing experience trying the sneak out of the house w/o sophie (my doggie ^^) pouncing on me n trying to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after my run n my foot were free from my shoes, i saw something that surprised me. wasnt shocked thou, just surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos22.flickr.com/27107017_dfef6dc7c3_o.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt="afternoon run" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nop. it wasnt an afternoon run! the flash made it look like that. a nugget of info,in the afternoon, the sun does indeed shine into my room like that. freakin hot it does. but makes the day look so.. inviting! like go out, play, smell the rose! btu at that time, u're more likely to smell exhuast of cars and school buses lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. blood. didnt hurt thou. early there was a small like 4mm clot there so i wasnt totally surprised. looks like alot of blood eh. my toe looked alright, just had a very faint,almost unnoticable sheen of watercolourish red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/27107019_de0ddbac3a_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="toe" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos22.flickr.com/27107018_288a28d09d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="timing" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my timing for +/-2.4km. 14 hours and 6mins. actually it was 14min6sec. not bad considering i ususally run 1.9k+ in 1350.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112178444676110176?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112178444676110176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112178444676110176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112178444676110176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112178444676110176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/1406.html' title='1406'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112047726587137465</id><published>2005-07-19T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:36:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so inconvient.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;4 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mouse is DEAD. it wont work. so i'm nagivating w my keyboard now. "tab tab tabbing" everything to get to where i want to. -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. just back frm my run. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok!lets go reverse-chronogically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping late. 3/4am for lets see. 2/3 weeks? today woke up at 3.30. yesterday i woke up at 2 from lunch. went back to sleep till 7! hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/23483309_ad1d21f778.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(arh! bloody hell i cant upload pics! "Please CLICK browse to upload your picture" -_- cant enter. if i do, uploads nothing straight away. how. bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok. i memorised the path n typed it in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday, 2 july&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was expecting to spend the afternoon lazing around, perhaps get down to blogging. but &lt;i&gt;nooo...&lt;/i&gt;, glam-ed up mom who just left the house 5min ago called to ask me to get ready. i was going to the dinner to! cos somebody cldnt make it n well, table w empty seat doesnt look nice. i was feeling &gt;_&lt; arh!! was gonna be super boring. n have to wear my prom dress for the what, 3rd time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, mom's other clothes got brought up by sis i think and i quickly added i liked that halter! so i wore that in e end! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=24686564&amp;size=o"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/24686564_c6c1cb9998.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/23483307/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/23483307_5819f0d486_m.jpg" width="96" height="240" alt="full1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really. really boring dinner. "2nd collage of obstetricians and Gynaecologists, singapore; lecture and dinner". yup. there was a 45min lec b4 dinner! at least mom's friend was a moviejunky! discussed movies hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended at around 11. one of mom's wilder friends (she's a secretary) asked us to join in clubbing! surprisingly, mom didnt really object thou she was hesistant. whee, afterall, i cld prolly get in in what i was wearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were queuing to get in bar none when one of mom's friend just flashed the member card n we just went straight in! pretty cool. they didnt even glance at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was in! was i gonna get picked up? lol! that's my impression of clubs ^^; there was a live band playing. the gal was one of the singapore idol finalist! the short short one. i was very =D when i knew the song they were singing. beautiful soul by jesse! whee. but i was surprised that no body was dancing TCS bluff me. anywya, i was quite impressed that they sounded just like the original! (right drumbeats n stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drink came (a gu niang singapore sling) n it was kinda. bitter X|. sipped so freaking slowly at it my hands were becoming numb from holding onto that cold cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band sabo some ppl making gals on their hen-nights out kneel right in front of male strangers and.. suck..from a straw, the cup of drink. lol. looked vagual frm behind ^^. (mom's friends were like "orh.. see stuff not supposed to see" lol. i just watched the M18 version of LOve Actually the day b4 k :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band left after a few song n music started play n ppl started moving! (lol, peeps rather dance to piped music then live band?) started moving unnaturally, since the last time i danced was like. i dunno, prom? ^^;;. and then i realised. mom and her friends were surrounding me!! -_-. =_=. "protecting me?" but then again, i would feel kinda lost if i got separated ^^;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still had that drink in my hand btw. i got tired of holding it so i kinda gulped it down n got rid of that cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left in around an hour while superstar-jamelia was playing :(. mom cldnt stand the smell of ciggy smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one have an extremely sensitive nose n cldnt smell a thing. must have been blocked ^^;. when i got home n enter the room bro was in, he exclaim "ew!! so smelly! u smoke arh?!". then the smell hit me. phuaw. damn smelly. not just normal cigerette stink but cigar stink too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday. 1st july&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was to meet xiaoying n cui at 12. and i woke up at 11. by right, i could have made it on time but then it was friday. start of the weekend. what if i met somebody in town i knew (refering to a specific person here, pretty small chance but...still). was bored w my clothes. raided mom's! haha.there was this nice halter top but it's too hmm.. not the right occasion to wear out haha. aiya. most too big. in the end i settled for a mango tee. quite ordinary actually. haha. and yes. i was late. took the taxi. $7.90!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Beads Etc. to buy stuff n taught them the basics of making earrings by the heeren fountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to hang around till FIVE to meet the others (sinyee, mingfen, nianya) for dinner+movie. killed time at kino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dinner was that $19.90 + $2(drinks) + $2(icecream) buffet thingy at yuki and yaki. it was 3in1 Steamboat-BBQ-sushi thingy. i bet the freeflow drinks were to fill us up w water loh. haha. there was the "qing dang"(steam stuff) and bbq gang. i was more of the former. so not worth it ^^;. anyway. the icecream part was the most fun! where we were bbq-ing our food, they scrubbed n cleaned and the next moment, we were solidifying icecream from slush in a cup!quite a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we were quite unsure. didnt seem to be solidying. after alot of trial n error, we found out the best way was to freeze one cup at a time, and aim for the center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot like love. those two were silly ^^. hee. very liberal they were, having sex here and there..n naked bodies pressed together, silhouette in the moonlight(i thought it was a nice photo for them thou. a memory to look back at when they're old n crinkly eh). i'm surprised it got a PG rating. i wont be comfy my 7 yr old cousin was watching this. but then again, no explicit act of sex shown so i guess doesnt qualify for nc16. it was quite good fun (not the sex, the movie overall) but not particularly memorable. kinda sweet some part. kinda funny too. i may grow to like it.(sounds funny when i say that eh)(read my movie baton thingy to understand) nice songs thou. i want the soundtrack. oh yeah. i think it's quite real in a sense that sometimes, it's really cos of timing/situtation ppl dont get together as in their case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday, 30 june.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was woken up by familiar voices. my friends'. i thought i was dreaming lol. jeez. they came right up to my room where i was still in embarasing bear/froggy/stary pyjamas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched spy girl (korean movie. not memorable). ella enchanted (predictable fairy tale fluff which was hm, ok la ^^). and love actually! my forth time. my M18 version. hee. took away my dear friends' innocence haha. i want the soundtrack too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday, 29 june&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ENDED. woohoo. lunch at pizzahut w sharon n mingfen n cui ^^. it was 4.10 by the time we finished so we missed the 3.30/3.50 movies. the nxt was 6+. rented lots of movies. planned to go my place to watch the nxt day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go home. but how can, last day of exam! so i went out myself. and realised my watch was still on timer mode (4h10m since paper started) lol! it was only around 2pm. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to cathay to catch Be with You. it's a touching family-ish story and i was interested to know what kind of guy would watch it alone. i kept peeking at the guys beside me to see if they were crying! the one on my left was prolly dragged by his gf. $&amp;%^$ he was snoring at the first part of the movie k!. the guy my right was watching it alone. early 20s? surprisingly, the guy who teared (he was "wiping" his eye) was the dragged along bf! yes. i did cry too. haha. so long nvr cry liao! nice lil movie. lovely narration n how it falls into place. Yuji is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.tbs.co.jp/movie/english/bewithyou/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for more info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Takumi (Shidou Nakamura) just lost his wife Mio (Yuko Takeuchi) and lived alone with his son Yuji (Akashi Takei). Before her death, Mio promised that she would come back during the rainy season. One day, Takumi and Yuji, while searching for something in the woods, saw Mio there. Mio seems to have lost her memory, but accepted the father and son as family. Mio began to learn about the family, how Takumi and she started their courtship, among other things. She then learned that she would disappear when the rainy season was over. Actually, she learned why she was there. In the end, the film revealed what actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is absolutely very surprising in the end and very entertaining on the whole. Also, when the plot is finally revealed in the end, every detail in the film makes sense. It is not just about the plot, however. The progression of the film is very emotional and touching. Strong emphases were put on Takumi's love towards Mio, which touches the heart of whoever watches the film. The decision made by Mio, as revealed at the end of the film, was also admirable and emotional. Of course, the love of Yuji towards his mother was also touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sum, this is a very good film to watch." via &lt;a href="http://www.hkfilms.com/?http://hkfilms.com/Reviews/2005/BeWithYou.shtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS OF 18 JULY, it is STILL SHOWING at CATHAY so go watch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/26851768_b03a9eb159_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/27114783/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/27114783_d09b816055.jpg" width="240" height="500" alt="1july" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff i bought that day. the stitch thingy comes in two, together but i separated them. plonked in $2 in coins n turned them out! they came in capsules, how appropriate lol. icecream eating one's my sis's! nicer than mine! lol.(devil stitch's on my phone, pensive stitch's on my pencil case) i saw that nice nice ring b4 the movie.since i'm not supposed to buy on impulse, i waited till after the movie to see if i still wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did! it's very pretty. look at that fanciful, very freehand font! it even has it inside! so detailed eh? on the other side if "love" mirror-imaged. so the e-stroke goes all the way to the other "love" --&gt; love---------eovl. the guy asked if it was for me or .... (lol, he did leave the question hanging there like that). 16 too small. 18 kinda big! argh. 17 sold out  :(. hai. have it on a string now. but dunno if i'll wear it -_- usually other ppl give den wear like that eh? oh well. i do like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arg. i still have the supper and zhss unblogged lol! i'm such a procastinater&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112047726587137465?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112047726587137465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112047726587137465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112047726587137465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112047726587137465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-so-inconvient.html' title='this is so inconvient.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112066886510513690</id><published>2005-07-07T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T01:12:36.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless in singapore n the day i missed an exam</title><content type='html'>last night, i retired to bed at 1, after drowning a can of green tea (sis brought up for no reason so i drink loh).woke up at 2/3 to pee (see la, drink b4 sleeping) and i couldnt get back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just lay there, thinking of a million things. it was so frustrating. i tried clearing my head, only for it to wonder..from imaginary scenerios to what if i was with him or him to the future to..movies sets! i was watching emily (amanda peet) calling ashton.that scene where he tells her the goldfish joke by the grave. it was so surreal. the director shot her from the window but i was in that room sitting on a box, different viewpoint. quite amazing. how weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even semi-dreamt of this giant moth. size of our arms spreadouteagle style. i witness it fly past those countless missile. it escaped. i was gonna touch it n suddenly i was inviewpoint of the freakin moth. multi-faceted, like those of a fly. i was still me, watching myself reach slowly out to the month. i remember i had to proceed slowly or scare it. and many other wierd stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i was in a state of semi-conscienceness. kinda dreaming but not asleep yet. lucid dreaming? if i didnt really like that dream, i would wiggle my toes, clench n unclench my fist to bring me back to my room. at 4.08 i still wasnt asleep. damn it i just wanted to go to sleep. and dream asleep! but my mind was in hyperdrive, like overdose of caffine or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's due to my sleeping at 4/5am and waking up at 3pm for weeks. screwed up internal clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ususally i sleep well btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. listening comprehension was at 11am. wanted to get a lift + revise abit for oral(which would be later in the afternoon) so i left w mom. arrived at 8.30. some students leaving sch. wierd. i bet i was dead quiet since i was so early. wrong. the sch was bustling w ppl! ?????!!? oh well. allearly birds lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where were you during listening comprehension?" said xiao ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. it was at 8am. darn. first time missing an exam (well, a component off) and a chicken one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i thought listening was at 11am. i was sure it was 11am. n i dont know why. cos bio ended at 11? arg. bu zhi dao la. i later found out the highest was 10/10 and the loweset 9. actually, lowest is 0. me. ah! so wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home, grab a shirt and rushed back to angmokio. bought the 10.05am Initial D tix at 10.03am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite funny. excess racing bits but then it's abt racing and w/o racing, well, there's nothing much right. lol. when jay first appeared i was =D =D ah. haha. i half expected him to start singing. jay cries like a 8 yr old kid who cant gets what he wants. i think jay's dad put up a great performance. nice humur in it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lvl chinese oral. i kinda stumbled over words n was alil flustered but it got better was it went on. the conversation topic was rather easy! about youths chatting w/ strangers online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt following the IOC thingy n had not much interest but watched the IOC annoucement program thingy where they showed the 5 presentations n stuff. was rooting for London! well. i am a british n i've no relation to paris so of cos i'll root for london la. and mom oso said i MAY be there in london in 2012! i prefered paris's presentation thou. this comes from a person who likes advertisements haha. thought paris would win and when the longwinded president finally annouced "blah blah blahity blah LONDON" i was XD "alright!!" n bouced on the sofa. my maid prolly thinks im crazy hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. mybig blog entry which i promised is still in draft form. prolly finishing it up over the weekend. lol. i blogged more during the exam period than after exams. why? because during exam period, i want to do anything other than studying lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112066886510513690?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112066886510513690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112066886510513690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112066886510513690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112066886510513690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/sleepless-in-singapore-n-day-i-missed.html' title='sleepless in singapore n the day i missed an exam'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112032963250177270</id><published>2005-07-03T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T02:40:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clubbing</title><content type='html'>went clubbing at &lt;a href="http://www.barnoneasia.com/index.html"&gt;bar none&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.barnoneasia.com/Resources/bnlogo.jpg"&gt; just now. a first. had an alcoholic drink. anyway.. sleepy now, had just caught up with my blog-reading lol. &lt;br /&gt;more about it when i do finally get my butt down to blogging. properly that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh. shit. my mms configaration's dissapeared spontaneously again! this is the 2nd time! jeez. what's going on. (the image supposed to be a mms if i had it my way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sleep dreaming ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112032963250177270?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112032963250177270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112032963250177270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112032963250177270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112032963250177270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/clubbing.html' title='clubbing'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-112015576651286029</id><published>2005-07-01T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:53:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please vote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/details_alotlikeloveonline.jsp"&gt;PLEASE CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; and vote for 1st row, 2nd pic (it has emily ng beneath it). i'm entering for my friends (zhonghua one) (and dont tell them until they enter top5 hee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. we're top7 now. the fifth has 85 votes while we've got 22 so far ^^; so kinda need help eh? lol. all in the name for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that that's done. exams ended on wednesday and i didnt touch the comp much! yeah, even after exams ended. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. gonna update abt yesterday(movie!), weekend(slacking + sleepover)(photos!)(preview &lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/7004/p6260032a1vk.jpg" border="0"&gt;) , thursday. and zhss camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the movie baton, that not one but two JAYS, passed to me. how can i say not to them right? ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreaming for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-112015576651286029?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/112015576651286029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=112015576651286029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112015576651286029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/112015576651286029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/07/please-vote.html' title='please vote!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111945857830229716</id><published>2005-06-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T00:04:41.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're floating in space</title><content type='html'>The Flaming Lips - Do You Realise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise&lt;br /&gt;That you have the most beautiful face?&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're floating in space&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise&lt;br /&gt;That happiness makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That everyone you know someday will die&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead of saying all of your goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;Let them know you realise&lt;br /&gt;That life goes fast,&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to make the good things last&lt;br /&gt;You realise the sun don't go down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite a old song n takes a bit of getting use to but i like the lyrics. i forgot that we're indeed floating in space. makes the idea of our lives so.. absurd and silly. we're on a blob of rock. floating in space. o_O. and the sun doesnt go down. lol. some things that i forget. or rather dont keep in mind.well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont take life too seriously, dont fret the small stuff... we're just a part in the greater scheme of life.(huh?!) will we be remembered? will we do anything important? will we make a different in someone's life? hm perhaps the answer to the 3rd qn answers the first qn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=21115477&amp;size=m"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/21115477_293257900e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com/radio.blog/index.php?autoplay=9" target="_blank"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://s17.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0HX7H2UU9H6X50T3OEIBLGXV3W "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;s&gt;download&lt;/s&gt; listen offline. (DONT right click n save. just. *click*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111945857830229716?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111945857830229716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111945857830229716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111945857830229716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111945857830229716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/were-floating-in-space.html' title='we&apos;re floating in space'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111937442123312011</id><published>2005-06-22T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:24:22.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's piling up.....</title><content type='html'>(it's a long entry. &lt;strong&gt;i shall bold the topic sentence &lt;/strong&gt;and u can decide if u wanna read abt it lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start drowning soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on monday&lt;/strong&gt;, i woke up early, around 9 (asked mom to wake me up b4 she left for work). i filed my stuff.. found out exactly the topics i had to study. divide them out nicely over the ten days (from monday to last day of midyr). finished around 12/1/2pm. well. with some guitar playing and blog reading in between *sheepish* got there around 2. didnt manage to cover that i was supposed to. had left early-6pm because i couldnt take it anymore. hadnt been studying for too long lol. walked around AMK for an hr. rented inuyasha part 3 for siblings. bought stuff. topped up tap card (they had top up $20 get $20 free!). headed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today,&lt;/strong&gt; mom woke me up again. but i had a very exciting dream so i went back to sleep and woke up at 1. again, reached there (library) at around 2. rachel was almost right in front of me but she didnt c me for 2 hours(until i went right up to her)! zhiliang was there too. ash n kelvin popped in (and didnt c me too thou i was in front of the door/exit lol) and left cos no tables. today was worst. something hit me and i couldnt take it.had to go home to take a cold shower.. no, nothingy horny -_-. (y guys must take cold shower?? after seeing sexy pics etc). &lt;strong&gt;my hand was freaking itching away out of the blue&lt;/strong&gt;! fuck! cldnt conc. tried calming it down under running water but nop. needed ice to numb it. it hurted. so i went home prematurely at around 5. took a cold shower (it's always "ow.. ow. owww!" when i first step into the shower. raw skin behind knees/hand). iced it. and then slacked all the way till 12midnight T_T. i wanted to study! geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side story: one night i woke up scratching my hand. i jus woke up n my left was scratchin my right! around 4am? *sleep* it hurt so bad that i turned on the light to check on degree of seriousness cos there was some liquid n i wasnt sure if it was blood. it wasnt.*sleep* to jus had running water over it n tried go back to sleep. rammed it under the pillow.*sleep* no use. crawled out of bed and stuffed my hand in the freezer compartment(ice jus forms in there. no use one tt lil freezer compartment) (in the minifridge on same level.)went back to bed hoping to quickly sleep b4 it got "un-numbed"*sleep* den phone rings. at 4 bloody am. *sleep* light in the hall turns on, filters into my room. damn. *sleeps away a long while*. see. damn &lt;strong&gt;brokened sleep.&lt;/strong&gt; usuusally i sleep well. &lt;strong&gt;that night sucked.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(info: &lt;strong&gt;eczema's genetic&lt;/strong&gt;. cant be spread by contact etc. sometimes ppl stare(like during mass dance. hate it lol) some times ppl try avoid. not very nice. so rmb it's genectic. mom n dad doesnt hv it. but mom's 2 bros hv it. dad's brother has it bad.mom's mom has it. so yeah. but my siblings dont hv it thou. lucky brats.BUT I DONT NEED TO DO THE DISHES on sunday tt's the only "yay" i can think of , maid's off day. i much prefer my exmaid.i kinda miss her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hee. my left hand's totally fine.&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/20731383_15c2a305c5_m.jpg"&gt;(hee.yes. i write on my hand). the right.. erm.&lt;strong&gt;photos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/20731384/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/20731386/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/20732869/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. ew. looks painful eh?well other than intense moments when they itch/hurt, &lt;strong&gt;it's painless most of the time&lt;/strong&gt;. haha, must remember to stand at future bf's right so left hand will be held lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more info: usuusally during the holidays, it's prefect. heals nicely. but on the first day of sch. geez. it starts. magically. &lt;strong&gt;it's stress related&lt;/strong&gt; i guess. stupid midyr. doesnt give me time to heal b4 sch starts again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yet more useless info: &lt;a href="http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2003/08/eczema.html"&gt;an old entry&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no i dunno why i;m bloggin within brackets. mayb cos it aint imp. hm. i better bracket up all the paragraphs in my blog then lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used comp till dinner time. watched the kym ng and qianyifong show. watched the 9pm show. watched CSI. watched Alias. shit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna try my bestest to study hard tmr. alot to catch up... and jay's in singapore. mus hv been a toture for my sis to sit thru that movie in Shaw, knowing &lt;strong&gt;jay's&lt;/strong&gt; in the same building yet there she was watching a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually thou i know i'm quite dead for my midyrs/will regret when mugging nxt week, amidst the midyrs/will regret when results come up/will regret come promos/yadayadayada, i'm very pleased with myself and this holiday. at the end of the december hols and jc life started, i was like "&lt;strong&gt;this is it? that's it? the playing's over?!"&lt;/strong&gt; after mugging for 8week, holding on to the thought of playing like siao, having the time of my life after it, playtime wasnt long enuff. till 18june, end of third week of june, i was satisfied. enough. i'm ready to study now. and so i started on monday. (actually it's cos i would die it i really didnt start studying lol.) but yes. &lt;strong&gt;i die contented. literally. soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning:gross, not for the weak hearted.you do not want to see my &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/20732870/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big toe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. well. luckily it's only on one toe. and doesnt hurt. most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps i would like &lt;strong&gt;comments on the oekaki &lt;/strong&gt;i did last entry =) please. hee. thanks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. halfway thru my random thinking time(okie.. no fancy names. during a shower-_-) one day, &lt;strong&gt;i decided on the life i want to lead &lt;/strong&gt;when after midyrs which is when i'm gonna study hard. i'll head to the lib daily. do all the tutorials i'm supposed to do. cover lectures which i slept thru. go home. perhaps go for a run. perhaps run during breaks in sch but that seems too troublesome. play some guitar. chat online. blog/read blogs. watch some tv. oekaki? sleep. not bad eh? sounds boring but i think it'll be rather fulfilling. i'll be doing that i should and need to be doing (studies) at night is my leisure time. pick up some skill in the guitar (doing other things could be more entertaining but what do i gain? playin an instrument, i have something that's tanglible for the amount of time i spend vs watching tv/playing gb(i dont.bro does.i watch.lol)/jus surfing the net) yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch &lt;strong&gt;lots of movies on the weekend&lt;/strong&gt;.a friend told me he would like to watch sappy movies with the gal he likes. but he doesnt know what movie that is or who the gal is. niether do i. for now, i shall watch movies alone most of the time lol. cos i want to catch lots.(i want to watch a lot like love, batman and the jap movie coming up in cathay. and of cos inital D!! whee. jay!)lol. mayb we should watch together as friends till we find them eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes &lt;strong&gt;i wonder what one does with boyfriends&lt;/strong&gt;. or how it is to have someone knows you inside-out (erm. not literally). i have had two boyfriends but &lt;strong&gt;never got really really close&lt;/strong&gt;. the first i was too young i think and he didnt like me enough. it was like a first taste of love. the second- premature death, before we could develop. kinda lost contact w first. still in contact w 2nd.the 2nd was wierd. it was kinda like. then dislike. then like again.and when he wanted a patch i was in dislike and when i was in like he wasnt -_-. lol. (love's too strong a term; dont like using it too liberally.thus i use "in like") my best friend yucui dislikes them both. ^^; both she and i &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love jay &lt;/strong&gt;thou :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay said something like this in his new pictorial book. love and like is not the same. 15/16 yr old teens still cant really tell them apart. u can like many but love one. u may like a feature of a person; looks/a trait. but love is liking every single thing, flaws and all. (he said more. i cant rmb. esp when it's in mandarin. these are times when i wish my manderin was better. when jay has new books relesed lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a character on CSI said. fights, laughter,tears,comfort, anger, sex, frustatration, passion- doesnt it all &lt;strong&gt;come from the same one person&lt;/strong&gt;? we were in love, passionately in love (when the csi guy made an open-ended statement "someone heard u guys fighting the previous night..")(his wife was murdered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily said. this has become a very long entry, digressing all over the place.  &lt;strong&gt;sweet dreaming&lt;/strong&gt; people =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111937442123312011?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111937442123312011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111937442123312011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111937442123312011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111937442123312011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-piling-up.html' title='it&apos;s piling up.....'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111920920965960522</id><published>2005-06-20T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:28:59.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart blender..</title><content type='html'>yeah la yeah la,i'm blogging. i'm online. before the midyrs are over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck, i've been resuming my online life as normal in fact ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the last week's coming up. gonna start studying for real tomorrow. library studying. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oekaki"&gt;oekaki&lt;/a&gt; i just did on PaintBBS. spent 151 minutes on it. using a mouse. copied from &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/9064075/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.genkigirl.com/oekaki/pictures/71.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try doing some oekakis of your own &lt;a href="http://www.genkigirl.com/oekaki/index.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. must sign up thou. will have an autoverifiction etc etc. but it's fun =). &lt;a href="http://www.ninja-monkey.com/tutorials/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s a tutorial to start u off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) off to bath sleep and study. yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111920920965960522?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111920920965960522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111920920965960522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111920920965960522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111920920965960522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/heart-blender.html' title='heart blender..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111886846237184225</id><published>2005-06-16T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T05:21:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long due blog..</title><content type='html'>i've been wanting to blog. am bursting with things to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have not. because i havent started my studying for the midyrs (yes, the midyrs are after the holidays! jeez)(i know i know.. only ten days left =( ) and bloggin just feels so wrong. *guilt* well. not that i used the time i dont blog for studying ^^ so here i am! have been playin shaman king on kidbrother's gameboy today! (gosh, he buys his own games! gameboy n ps! original!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after today, i wont be blogging or logging onto &lt;a href="http://www.bloglines.com"&gt;bloglines&lt;/a&gt; to check on my 44feeds T_T noooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Funnies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hokkien version spoof of lord of the rings! it's damn funny XD. get it &lt;a href="http://www.filmgrain.com/blog/loadofthering.wmv"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://210.61.218.118/grm.cdn.hinet.net/xuite/73/55/11619706/blog_14587/dv/235667/235667.wmv"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack Black(school of rock) and Sarah Michelle Gellar(buffy) spoof of The Lord of the Rings.(he gets a ring piercing somewhere.. private. my bro was cracked up by this). get it &lt;a href=" http://media.milkandcookies.com/media/wmv/l/lotrcockring.wmv?media=add07813f39f0e5450ff41e9083607fb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;"THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time got this short-short person with si-beh hairy legs called Bilbo, lor. He, hor, got this ring that last time belong to some monster. But then, hor, one day suay-suay the monster want it back, and send his kah kiah to Bilbo's house to settle, lah. But the ring, hor, acherly can make people very powderful. But then, hor, if you wear too long will also kena sai. Si beh hiong one, so better faster go and destroy it, lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bilbo's nephew Frodo? Aiyah, dun ask me why their name all so funny, can or not? You ask me, I ask who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Frodo and some peng yew kena arrow to go and destroy the ring. But donno why also, they must do it in the monster's home, which is at the end of New Zealand there. So they walk and walk and walk across New Zealand, lah. And then along the way, got monster chase them, got people want to hoot them, some of them dieded, all sorts of thing, lah. At the end, Frodo and Sam, his pooi-pooi friend who I think is a bit ah quah, got separated from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TWO TOWERS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frodo and Sam meet up with this thing called Gollum, who look like he take too much Slim 10 like that. At the same time, hor, the other friends get into some powderful hooting session, where, wah lau eh, even trees can do gongfu one. They all fight over what, I also donno, but quite kan cheong, lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RETURN OF THE KING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Frodo and his peng yew all win leow, lah. Arbuthen?"&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a spiderman spoof (jack black n Sarah Michelle Gellar again) too but it's a big ass file (54mb). get it from me if u really want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really. the hokkien one's the funniest! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cute starwars comics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/iharthdarth/comic12.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/iharthdarth/comic10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/iharthdarth/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more&lt;br /&gt;i've only watched one starwars movie in zhonghua sec, one of the old ones.when luke was introduced i think. but with all the buzz, i (and the whole world) &lt;i&gt;agar-agar&lt;/i&gt; know the story liao ^_^. i'll prolly jus rent the whole saga sometimes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cute kid's lil drawing + story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/axegal/138028.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v122/axegal/kids/molecover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's jus the cover page. click to read the whole story by 7 yr old Joelle. it astounds me that a kid can draw n think of a story. it's just like those children storybooks. phuaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've forgot how children's storybook go until last year, during my studyin stint in ang mo kio lib where  would listen to mothers read them to their kids. n they would just giggles lol. quite funny, some of the books are. i remember a fav of mine, it's abt this yellow taxi. a gal n her grandma are in a rush to the train station. i remember something about big suitcase n small suitcase. it had a silver spine. anybody heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cute boyfriend! (not mine lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What i really wanted to talk about is the way Zhuang made up to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sulking and pouting at home eating my dove chocolates, taking photos of dizzy and complaining to Dizzy about his daddy (like Dizzy understood or gave a damn.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i hear a knock on the door.. I knew it was him so i opened the door without even looking at him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see flowers. (lilies.. my favourite!) .. *PUI* chey flowers... u think u hurt me so much flowers can already ah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i see a cake..... HUH? cake? WTF u buy me a cake for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at his face and i realised he used a red marker to draw arrows on his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuang: Sorry! i have been a jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTF?!! why u draw your face until like that!!! WTF is the cake for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuang: Its for u to smash in my face... See the red arrows? My face is the target! Quick smash into my face!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://pinkshoefetish.blogspot.com/2005/06/troubles.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read in entirity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had wanted to blog this once i read it! too cute! but by the time i get down to doing it (now lol) it's been &lt;a href="http://tomorrow.sg"&gt;tomorrowed&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's ok. that brings me to another point (oh yeah, funnies end here. no more funnies liao). after some thought about whether i should post all these links which have already been quite publised (some time ago somemore) and i decided heck. the main aim is the share these links which had brought a smile to my face to my friends (who prolly havent seen them). no harm doing so ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some blogs just post interesting. some blogs contain entries there to enterain readers; to keep them coming back. those are the more popular type. alot of blogs respond to what's happening to the blogsphere;the lastest news(casino, acid flask affair, sarongpartygirl, xiaxue). it's like a must like that -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think nah. all these wont matter ten or even five years down the road.i've decided that my blog would be one where i record event i want to remember. no matter how mundane. (and to share funny links too lol. but i dont do that often anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent watched hitcher's, starwars and bf's type b. i'll catch bf's type b (most probably alone -_-) n prolly rent the rest. i want to catch Inidial D!(jay!! lol.not -walk or -axe but chou!)(inside joke) and A Lot Like Love. and mayb batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the midyrs i'll blog abt sec2 camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya for now.&lt;br /&gt;(sigh. i'm screwed for midyrs lol. the studyin's just determines the extent of. lol. i'll work hard after the midyrs. just like how i started studying for o lvl right after the prelims.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111886846237184225?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111886846237184225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111886846237184225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111886846237184225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111886846237184225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/long-due-blog.html' title='long due blog..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111799100278404775</id><published>2005-06-06T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:31:08.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^ relaxed</title><content type='html'>when u cant go on a holiday, spending the weekend at a hotel works almost as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom got vouchers to stay at ex-raffles stamford hotel, now the swissotel so we got 2 rooms ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to head to city hall but because mom said to meet at &lt;i&gt;raffles&lt;/i&gt; the plaza (the shorter of the 2) me n dad got off at &lt;i&gt;raffles&lt;/i&gt; place. dad oso blur, didnt say anything -_-. lol. walked all the sweaty way to city hall! lol. mom sms-ed "where r u, why taking so long"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was a pretty big room. walk around raffles (the shopping centre downstairs..not sure what's it called), decided/realised i was tired, went back up, did a bit of readin my storybook n slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chjimes. pretty place it was ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/17605753/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/17605753_e8b547782a_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="P6040594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/17605754/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/17605754_ebcd522c88_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="P6040599" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/o flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/17605755/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/17605755_ee2cce17ca.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="P6040597" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w flash. creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided we didnt want to eat there thou.. went to the "kopi tiam" in the hotel which didnt charge "kopi tiam"-ish rates -_- but boy did they serve a mighty mean fish head curry. hadnt eating curry for ages! was drinkin the curry lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, went up to mom n dad's room. theirs was on the 62 floor, smaller but with a fantastic view(could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/17605751/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/17605751_7cc27933ec_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="P6040586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the esplanade, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/17605752/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/17605752_c6cb827f46_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="P6040584" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the colourful lights of boat/clarke quey-not sure which)(took lots of pic but the rest all blurry-long exposure+ no tripod X_X). there, we decided against midnight movie, read the papers, stood at the balacony, not in tt particular order thou lol. oh yeah. did u know Toblerone (the triangular chocolate) is "waterproof"! the hotel gave a complimentart mini bar (3 triangles) meaning one each for us siblings. i took one, threw the rest on the bed n somehow sis managed to make it land on the floor. w the choc in direct contact w the carpet O_O. told her to rinse it ^^; it didnt melt but water droplets formed on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mom n dad were accompanyin us to our room at around 10/11? (across the lobbies, in the other tower) frm the lift lobby onwards, it felt as if we were holidaying in korea once again, awaken at the unearthly hours (6am), waiting for the lift. down at the lobby, was like waiting for our guide+bus to come (and a bus did come coincidentally lol).or going out to subzero temps to go sliding down slopes of artifical snow.  there just are times of deja vu.. feels like the same place.feels like the same kinda time.same hotel. lol felt as it if when the glass doors at the lobby slides open, gustof cold air would pour in (thou of couse well. hot air greeted us lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom played around w our coffeemaker for her 2nd cup of coffee lol. she's v enthu abt tt coffeemaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nice long soak in the rather big tub. hahaha.. perhaps meant to fit two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snuggled in the bed. hotels always hv these heavy down(Fine, soft, fluffy feathers forming the first plumage of a young bird and underlying the contour feathers in certain adult birds) blankets that feels like a deliciously warm cacoon (well the room's cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 12. supposed to hv burgerking for lunch (mom tapau-ing) but they wont let her buy the singles patty ones(eg swiss mushroom single, turkeybacon single) cos it's only for student -_-.=_=. so bought subway instead. gosh jon ate the 1 foot one! (12 inches.) i had the sandwich thingy from soup spoon (i think came w mom's set or something). dunno if it was cos i was hungry, it was really yummylicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazed abt til 3 (check out time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n mom loitered in marina sq (dont go, still lots of shops not opened) n kino(mom got a book on gift warping[they had lots of cute creative innovative ideas!] n me a book on massage basics [boy my friends are lucky pampered ppl haha][zhss ppl like mine but ny ppl go 'ouch ouch.. so pain' aiya.hard den nice what. so light might as well dont massage lol]). cat jon n dad went to swim at the club (didnt get to go swimming at the hotel la, bu gan yuan) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we met up for dinner(sushi) when to the new toys-r-us at paragon! had to find toys for jon's friend (bday party) n cousins. whee. that was fun. my innerchild was unleashed there ^^; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to the club for 2 rounds of bowling n then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035795907@N01/17605756/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos13.flickr.com/17605756_7e53439ead_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="P6050606" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(they turned out the UV light..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. nyjc's keeping it's name. no CCJC XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111799100278404775?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111799100278404775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111799100278404775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111799100278404775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111799100278404775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/relaxed.html' title='^_^ relaxed'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111782515473589593</id><published>2005-06-04T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:59:14.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy was today a hot day.</title><content type='html'>it's wierd when close friends/ppl u expect and hope would remember your birthday to do otherwise and a very pleasant surprise when ppl that you &lt;i&gt;dont&lt;/i&gt; expect know/remember you birthday do otherwise. eg sweet couple carol and ryan, ogl kaiwei and hengyi (whose birthday's today. happy birthay! =D ) thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during maths lecture, mr lok appeared w his guitar. he told us his story abt how his siblings went to vjc and rjc while he was in a neighbourhood sch n his parents ask him to consider poly, thinking he wont make it and how he didnt give up. abt he presevering when learning the guitar. of cos he didnt tell it in the dry way (like me). he was very humorous. den he sang us a song (which he modified the lyrics) (tellin us now's the time to give our best, nvr to give up etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice of him. he didnt hv to do this at all. great maths teacher. like ten folds better than mine -_-. lol, i liked the part when he was demostrating wrong steps to us and he put "sucidial" down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt was mass dance at zhss. well it wasnt really "mass" thou. only like a fraction turned up. the first 2 dances quite riduclous but i like the new age gal aka hoo-ha! dance. fun! really glad the eczema on my hand cleared up ^_^. would hv been really really selfconscience if my hands were like super rough.. lol. i forgot the step here n there. quite blur i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we had a nice slack time at mingfen's place. familiar thing to do. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole freakin day was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!! in the morning, i lost  a lot of water perspirating. (it wasnt gross, jus really irritatng to hv to wipe sweat). at mfen's place. geez. it was jus unbearable. not becoz of her place thou. been before many time n it was fine. it's today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, if only, if only the average temp was like 23C (cant ask for too much what haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111782515473589593?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111782515473589593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111782515473589593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111782515473589593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111782515473589593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/boy-was-today-hot-day.html' title='boy was today a hot day.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111772909406243568</id><published>2005-06-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:47:32.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies, anyone?</title><content type='html'>watched Kingdom of Heaven today. alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... not like i have never done so.caught day after tomorrow and finding neverland before they ended their run.. KoH ending it's run too. these movies. friends hv either watched them or dont want to watch them cos they feel orlando looks horrid in this movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like going out alone. once in a while that is. after hanging out alone at orchad for 2 saturdays (i've guitar lessons in tt area), it's really not that fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my boyfriend is type b &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another irrelevant korean romance flick. what's there not to love?! haha..they get a bit formula-ic after a few k-movies but heck, each one has its own quirky humor. prolly gonna watch w usual cliche thou =) well. i want to. so i prolly would get to haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;star wars: revenge of the sith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does the good guy turn into this heavy-breathing guy in a black suit? why? why all the hype? tt's why i'm watching. to find out. (thou i kinda know what he goes over to the dark side. skimed thru this website which had screenshots and captions to the movie. &lt;i&gt;before it was released&lt;/i&gt;). and no i hvnt watched the other movie (except one. cant remember which.) watching this with my bro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr and mrs smith&lt;/strong&gt;(opens 9 june)&lt;br /&gt;both husband n wife are assasins. both are keeping it a secret. their next target: each other. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"englishman finds out earth's to be demolished, he n buddy hitch a ride w president of the galaxy, they go of in search of meaning of life (insert expensive special effects, a cute love interest and robot comice relief here), something abt mice (?), and then they meet the guy who created earth but he's not god, he's Slartibartfart" (from FiRST magazine - this month's has jay on one of the covers!) i heard of the book. saw the parody-ish poster. ok i wanna watch this cult movie.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;batman begins&lt;/strong&gt; (opens 16june)&lt;br /&gt;"what kind of man dresses up as a bat?" how and why does bruce wayne become batman? i was refreshed by the idea of spiderman born a normal being, w/o powers and facing normal problems (paying rent, studies, relationship) but it didnt occur that batman doesnt have any powers at all! he sure aint as witty as spidy petey parker thou (a gripe i hv abt the spiderman movies. parker's not witter at all in there! n toby looks too.. weak to be spidy.give me Jake Gyllenhaal! &lt;a href="http://photos11.flickr.com/17092309_bb503a7927_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/17092309_bb503a7927.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kinda looks like tobey eh? he was consider for the role when tobey was whining for back pains and he was oso maryjane's real beau. was that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;initial d&lt;/strong&gt; (opens 23june)&lt;br /&gt;one man: jay zhou jie lun's a main lead in it! haha. there's oso shawn and edison in it. it's abt car racing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so anybody want to watch those movies, let me know k? can watch together! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kingdom of heaven was kinda slow and boring at the start. high inertia i call it -_-. haha at the end of the movie, i still wasnt really sure what the movie was abt exactly. but the last part of the movie made up for everything la. darn cool battle.. and orlando was such a hero in the movie!(halfway thru the movie i was thinkin. even if one cant do such great things, one can be an actor and be many "one-s" who does great things.) what a diff from the pansy he played in troy lol. one man could make such a difference. and no he doesnt look horrid w mature facial hair, cui. mighty fine. haha. very diff look from legolas thou. cldnt imagine he as legolas (well, i cld la) there was a theme abt man using god's name (or rather shouting "IT'S GOD'S WILL/ GOD WILLS IT!") to start wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah half way thru the movie, a silotte of a father n son headed back to seats. the kid was around 5! the movie's NC16! gee. how did the boy make it thru -_-. was kinda worried for that kid. my bro was upset w the blood n gore during gladiator (mom told him to sleep.lol. mom tot he'll enjoy all the action turns out power ranger n gladiator still quite diff). jus casually mentioned to the dad on the way out of the cinema the movie's NC16 and he said "oh? ^^;; didnt know" he said the boy was actually bored during the movie lol. ^^;. pro (the kid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not what you were born, but what you have it in yourself to be."&lt;br /&gt;"I once fought two days with an arrow through my testicle."&lt;br /&gt;Godfrey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balian of Ibelin: You go to certain death. &lt;br /&gt;Hospitaller: All death is certain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What man is a man who does not make the world better?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article in FiRST: Orlando Bloom - the man who repeats himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the rings - legolas, andrognous-elf prince who nvr gets dirty or perspires. plays w bow n arrows&lt;br /&gt;Troy - paris, pansy prince. kills achilles w an arrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy - sleeps w king's wife&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of heaven - sleeps w soon-to-be king's wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kingdom of heave - blacksmith-turned-crusader.&lt;br /&gt;Pirate of caribbean - blacksmith-turned-adventurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc: (magazine entry end liao, blogging now)&lt;br /&gt;it would be a nice surprise if i walked sian-sianly to the bustop (hv maths lec tmr -_- and zhss camp meeeting thingy ^_^! ) n find my friends waiting there haha. thou if it really happened, it would be a suprise anymore haha. i could be a good boyfriend. i'm always thinking of sweet things to do (not really "always thinkin" la, they jus come to me). i say boyfriend cos it's ususally the guys who do them(or are kinda expected to do them. aiya. dunno what i'm saying lol) then again. NOT. haha. i should find someone to love and carry out my sweet-things-to-do plans otherwise so wasted! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! today outside sommerset,  was appoarched by a teen sellin those charity thingy. he asked (in chinese) lai, bang bang mang la xiao jie, $2 er yi. $2 only ah? ok loh (haha.. wanted to make the world a better place! ^^; ) then he goes, still in chinese, eh, u know english? er. yeah. lol. he's malay la. appreciate the effort! haha.. he was like poutingily "buy $4 la, only 4 pieces left".. had to pout back to win haha (get back my $3 change!). he asked my age(17) and said "huh, so old already arh?". ?!.old liao me. (he means i look like a kid la in other words -_-. i kiddy meh) lol. "no la, 16. tmr den 17" and he goes singin happy bday lol. exchanged a few education institude names (he;s frm ngee ang poly) and i'm off on my way. friendly guy. know how to sa jiao lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. these 2 ppl (father n kid and donation guy) was the more memorable highlights of the day (spent w/o much human interaction you see)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111772909406243568?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111772909406243568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111772909406243568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111772909406243568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111772909406243568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/movies-anyone.html' title='movies, anyone?'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111763936318407082</id><published>2005-06-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:48:45.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 June. hmm. sounds familiar.</title><content type='html'>everyone's heard of typical stories of how gf/wives getting upset and angry when their bday's get forgot. it happens. who goes looking out for birthday's on the calender anyway. well, if you bothered to note bdays down in the first place lol. (in an extreme opposite case, u hear of ppl who forget their own bdays. didnt believe they existed until an exclassmate who's bday's in october really did o_O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos it would be nice if lots of ppl remembered and wished you happy bday. this year i'm gonna make sure some do to spare the =(.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;my birthday's on 3rd of june, this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. hah! no excuse to forget now. okok. "but i dont read your blog" accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a comfort to know i hv my cliche.. hey, at least one of them's bound to remember eh. haha. &lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;when the musical baton came around, i rolled my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new chain mail. no corny "if u send this to 50 ppl the guy/gal of ur dreams will kiss you thou".. novality la. and then. ah! not u too,&lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2005/05/musical_baton.html"&gt;mrbrown&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logged on to my &lt;a href="http://www.bloglines.com"&gt;blogline&lt;/a&gt;[u add url of blogs u often visit and it'll let u know whenever it's updated!much more efficient then going blog to blog to see if it's updated (and more often than not, it isnt -_-) go sign up!] feeds and saw &lt;a href="http://atelierz.blogspot.com/"&gt;li-er&lt;/a&gt; passed the baton to an emily. wah. same name was me leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the link brought me to my blog. woohoo. was very pleasantly surprised and kinda honored cos nvr expected to be hit cos aint wellknown (still aint lol). wasnt free/bothered enought till now so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total volume of music files on my computer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.06 GB - 1418 songs - 3.5 days of music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last CD I bought was:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lin jun jie - bian hao89757 (林俊杰 - 编号89757 (love tui ran lei le 突然累了)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song playing right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howie day - collide (am loving this song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five songs I listen to a lot, or mean a lot to me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;the ataris - the night that the light went out in NYC&lt;br /&gt;evan and jordon - the distance&lt;br /&gt;zhang zhi chen - mo re zhi lian (末日之恋)&lt;br /&gt;jason mraz - absolutely zero&lt;br /&gt;zhou jie lun - dao dai&lt;br /&gt;(i listen to them lots [i think they're some i listn to more but cant recall at this moment] but they doesnt mean much ^^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singer i adore:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos11.flickr.com/16889473_8b4844bfbe_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/16889473_8b4844bfbe.jpg" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay zhou jie lun!&lt;br /&gt;(excuse the rather crappy collage lol)(i prefer the &lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/16900232_d16dd29763_o.jpg"&gt;hyde one&lt;/a&gt; i made for zhenting lol)(yes! all the pic are of the same person)&lt;br /&gt;a rare pic of jay wearing specs. ahh.. dimple! (mom thinks dimples are ugly holes in one's face -_- wierd) he can play the piano, cello, drums, chi flute, guitar and basketball and sing n compose &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; act. well. cant know for sure till june 23 when intial D's released! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i made up the &lt;strong&gt;Singer i adore:&lt;/strong&gt; part ^^; in place of &lt;strong&gt;Five people to whom I’m passing the baton&lt;/strong&gt;. wahahha. killed is the baton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm done. no more i swear haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this musical baton thing could be started by the gahmen for all we blogger know. and mrbrown took part so all we bloggers would think it was safe to do so. all part of the &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sgblogconspiracy" rel="tag"&gt;sgblogconspiracy&lt;/a&gt; i tell you O_O! (er.well.like &lt;a href="http://myveryownglob.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr Miyagi&lt;/a&gt;, I have the original CD and therefore didn't steal music k.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111763936318407082?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111763936318407082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111763936318407082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111763936318407082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111763936318407082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/06/3-june-hmm-sounds-familiar.html' title='3 June. hmm. sounds familiar.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111745853409120673</id><published>2005-05-30T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:30:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x_x.... ccjc</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img211.echo.cx/img211/2167/alex27ya.jpg" hsrc="http://img211.echo.cx/img211/4294/alex2ln.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. &lt;br /&gt;(copied from a madagascar postcard btw)(mouseover it)(colourin sucks lol)(shape of molecules notes! haha)(well truth to be told, in place of "CCJC" i put "NO STEAK?!" n a lil scribble of a piece of steak. when i came to drawin the NYC of the flag i added the J and erased the steak haha.. so i'm not tt loyal to the sch haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's be nyjc all decades what. why fix what's not brokened? i rmb they told us to banish all thoughts of the uniform being changed cos it's been as such all these years. and then. they're gonna change the name NYJC to CCJC. sissyjc -_-. sounds horrid. but worst it's like. no more nanyang jc. gone. the graduate said the board of directors have already decided on it. hope the petition works :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there'll be a big uproar when they annouce it. Prolly "boos". i imgine the chanting/cheering of "N(clap)- Y(clap)- J..C(clap chap)~". and then we sit on the track in protest, refusing to bulge. (perhaps cos we dont wanna proceed to attempt our midyr paper! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadows (of branches/leaves) on umbrella are nice. i mean, when you're holding the umbrella under the blazing sun (boy it was freaking hot today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rare &lt;i&gt;short&lt;/i&gt; post. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111745853409120673?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111745853409120673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111745853409120673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111745853409120673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111745853409120673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/xx-ccjc.html' title='x_x.... ccjc'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111693413842517066</id><published>2005-05-24T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:11:47.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first brush with love.</title><content type='html'>long long time ago, when i was young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/264835_dfeeb9adc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; young..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long long time ago, when i was young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/15450700_77fbf318a1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i experienced my first brush of "love" ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was what, pri 2/3 n had a interest in origami. quite a number of ppl in my class did too so we kinda fuelled each other's interest haha..we usually folded before flagraising.. wahhaa. supposed to be "silent reading session"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy and we used to spend recess together, teachin each other origami haha(like some model i cldnt do n some he didnt).. one day while walking along the corridor (nxt to the xing shui shi yuan rock!)he tried hold my hand (!!) me being the shy lil gal i was (was prolly shocked mayb), slipped my hand out but he tried again n i didnt do anything haha (i'm not sure if i did the slip my hand out thingy really happened or it was me dramatising stuff when i wrote it my diary a few yrs after it happened. i dont recall what really happened now, except where we were haha).. i dont remember that i felt then too haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back it was all pretty cute, two kids holding hands, walking around/folding 60cents colourpaper frm the bookshop.. haha we talktalktalked lots during chinese lesson when we all sat on the floor to listen to the chinese teacher (mayb tt's y my chinese so crappy lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mom used to be at the parent's corner sheleter place..mayb bring lunch. i remember she told me not to buy stuff for him. lol. we was quite silly, buyin stuff frm the bookshop tt he wanted (it was kinda vice versa actually)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to pretend he died to cry for fun (o_0 cry for fun sounds really wierd)..lol. lucky mom didnt like walk into my room when i was crying. [once i was on the phone with yun qing (another classmate) and imagined the worst fates that those puppies in school would be destined too (knocked down by cars la etc) and we wld cry. mus look v wierd, two gals crying on the phone at some makebelieve scenrio lol. btw no we werent sick sadistic ppl. we loved those puppies. but that''l be another story haha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we talked so much that the teacher split us to one right at the back and one at the front. but both on the extreme left of the class, next to the two doors... so we used to say "teacher, can go toilet?" den on the way, stop by the door to chitchat a while lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it love? i did like him n stuff i dunno. when i hear of primary school students having steads, i always think it's ridiculous- "so young know what is love meh? haiyo, they all arh, watch too much tv". but there i was. haha.. ^^; the irony. i do know it was very innocent and rather sweet hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think around pri4, one day he said "i dont wan friend you anymore". wah.. xin tong arh. i think he wanted to play/run around w his guy friends n stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then pri4 changed class loh. i think i watched him play tabletennis sometimes haha. and gave him my extra spiderman stickers (i had this spidybook thingy.. hv to collect stickers which come randomised in packs n paste it in.. so of cos lots of extras. yeah, i love spiderman as a kid[cos he wasnt like other heros who were born w abilites- more real (thou how real can superheros be aint lol)]. n he's super witty. and he's smart. he invented his webshooters k]. well i still read the bimonthly comics haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally lost contact after pri school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of sec 4 in popular jubilee, i saw a familiar person reading the doublesize spiderman comics (diff frm the series i read thou haha). my heart skipped at beat, seeing him doing something that links so close to the past. it was the first time i saw in him what, 6 years. wow. lol. he looked the same except he had grown so tall(well compared to my mental image of a pri 3 boy). he still remembered my name. "emily" yes. my name's emily. lol. flustered me mumbled some rubbish n left w/o exchanging contact number. boy i was dumb. nvr again to see him liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. the next day at the library, mugging for the o lvls. guess who i was to meet. yes. after not meeting him for 6 years, i meet him 2day in a row. he was w friends.. i could feel them talking abt me.. u know, can see them sneakin look and nudgin him when i left seat etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day was a very unproductive day of studying (how to study.. lol) so i decided to leave early. on the way out i popped by his table to say bye n he asked my number =D (like finally lol). exchanged a few sms (he said wanted to catch me outside for a short chat but i came over first and says he thinks we used to do origami last time) but after a while he didnt reply o_0.(later he said he had ran out of the month's free sms -_-;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was that.. for a week or so, he studied at amk then disappears as suddenly as he appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if he remembered us in primary school. a classmate once told me she had a very close friend who took the same sch bus at her in pri sch but didnt recall a thing (he was in her sec3/4 class..). ah. heartpain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as luck would have it. he's at nanyang now O_O. PCME course which is quite v diff from BCM. now it's jus a wave hi and bye if we happen to meet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"isn’t it just amazing how people come into your life, and then leave, and it was as if all that you shared didn’t exist."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarongpartygirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true. just as it with my ex-s..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111693413842517066?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111693413842517066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111693413842517066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111693413842517066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111693413842517066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-first-brush-with-love.html' title='my first brush with love.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111686869013370325</id><published>2005-05-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:18:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW AUTUMNY LAYOUT!</title><content type='html'>nice nice nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. was getting bored of the old layout which was getting kinda too busy/complex n colours, gaudy so yeah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this layout's based on a saccharine sweet scribble i did using ballpoint pen and coloured rather shabbily in photoshop (thou tt was kinda the desired watercolourish outcome i wanted anyway haha) yes i know there're lots of boo-boos in the pic so there's no need to point them out ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started it at 23may 3+am-6.30am(which was when i went back to sleep). continued from 10-12am+. sometimes i really feel like the result's so simple that it shldnt warrent so long hour put in and i wonder what i was doing lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was gonna be a pink layout originally but it wasnt really me so i changed the heart to the current autunm leaf n viola we get what u see.. oh yeah. this layout has something which u can play w ^_^.a last minute thing that striked me.. i like the effect lots! i dont think i've ever seen it used this way in other layouts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell - i adore this layout =) (^^; bhb sounding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how'd u guys find it? (comment preferred over tagging ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mayb i shld give background info on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, the poor girl... she was born with only one hand!!! so from then on, she always attached a bunch of bananas, PEELED, mind you, (she always makes sure there's only FIVE in that bunch of cos, after the incident when she used a bunch w six! when the extra finger was spotted she excused herself n quickly stuffed one banana into her mouth and came back and sputter "u ockeye lahb, onbly hab five bingers!") to her stump of a arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both the guy and the gal have the same colour hair *gasp* are they siblings, as in autumn in my heart?! nah. they used the same hair dye la ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111686869013370325?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111686869013370325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111686869013370325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111686869013370325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111686869013370325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-autumny-layout.html' title='NEW AUTUMNY LAYOUT!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086991.post-111649827273476744</id><published>2005-05-19T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T00:36:35.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sky juice.</title><content type='html'>Held out like a lightsaber, ready for action whenever the doors were thrown open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whosh* the umbrella open n out into the rain. lol.. sheltered this ah ma looking ah ma into the busstop i did.. asked her where she was heading but she reminded me how small my :style umbrella (came w the mag la) was haha.. decided not to pop into esso for wan pao (for grandma to read.. haha i have a liking for elderly cos of my grandma.i do wonder if i'll take stuff for granted if she was in s'pore). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pouring ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slisp-slosped in the 1 inch water, clutchin my bag close to me.. the roar of the water in its desperate rush [lol i bet if it rained long enough, the force wld have created a mini  waterfall (boy i miss sec1/2 phy geog)] water trickling down my back.. sqush-squash of my shoes..the flash and imminent rumble of thunder. well it wasnt jus a rumble. it was a roar. i could practically &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; it..liek stereo turned up too high lol.. flipping of the brolly! and the aiming of it into the wind so it got flipped back ^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home w back of shirt soak (lol i must learn how to hold umbrellas properly!) n skirt w a gradient not unlike ms (maths)(zhss) tan's pink deniem skirt.. mom was there at the door but w/o the towel.. the commerial--"*世上只有妈妈好...* gal runs outta bus into the rain into mom who has towel ready.. mom presents Fernleaf milk" bluff one! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i watch the rain. watching it start. the crazy wind. the calm before the storm. the red of the clay-ish tile change colour drop by drop b4 turning into a solid deep earthbrown. the leaves getting their asses kicked by the wind..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i watch at night. by the stairways window or mom's room. the faint smell of rain in the cool breeze (not the other smelly rain smell). lighting, illuminating the sky. frm velvet to a burst of white and it's day for a split second. sometimes i watch objects instead of the sky. the harsh shadows lighting creates. sometimes it seems like everything's jus a set from the movie. the trees, cars, fence all look fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some very rare times when i aint sleep on the way to school, i watch the rain when in kinho's mom's car which is a sedan (nissan sunny!).. i would be in the back row, watching the warm orange glow of the street lights cast everchanging images of the waterdroplet on the front seats and on my hands lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try watching the rain sometimes.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. watching and being in the rain pretty different. this is the wettest i've gotten in the rain and it's still not very wet lol. i wonder if rain's just a novality lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started watchin rain when i was sleeping in the other room, with my bed against the wall, beneath the window (the eaves of the roof hang beyond so i dont get wet lah). whenever it rained, i would be pressing against the  refreshingly cool, cool wall.. the curtains would bellow outwards, directed the wind down at me.. loved the rain. well. bed aint there anymore, what a waste of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the day started horrible with me sleeping at 2am w/o doing what i was supposed to do - a chinese AO paper, bio enzymes tut (which she didnt go thru today!) and gp (which she caught chickenpox!). waking up heavy.. but not really bad. i jus remember the reason for my feathers being so easily ruffles/irriatated at every lil thing/bad moodness. i was in sch early (7am) w only a a stationary mosiac model of ppl (stationary ppl scattered randomly across the grandstand) i choose a step, plonked my self down n promply slept. and very rudely awaking by a grp of friends (not my friends. the grp of ppl were friends) singing happy bday and stuff. i was practically srrounded cos the bday ppl choose to sit right next to me. cannot see ppl sleeping ah?! scream la. talk la. &gt;_&lt; (yes i know it sounds unreasonable of me to rant abt them la but heck. my blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th floor classroom so we tried the lift but it came packed so had to wait for the nxt one. we and some others students and a teacher or 2 got in almost fillin it. then like 2/3/4 teachers hurried over. some got out to make space ( so there was like more than enuff space lor) but &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt; one of them wanted all of us out &gt;_&lt; blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr ong said no tutorial, go lib study. we climbed p 4 storeys to find the lib closed n the class not there. after sweating it out there for a while we decided to head to class la. i set out to try complete my chinese which was freaking hard loh (dunno how i'm gonna pass chinese X_X). june at the other table tried to pass, rudely forcin her way but ramin against my chair(oh yeah all chairs had wheels). let it pass. but it happened like trice! i pushed her chair hard. saw shocked expression of ppl at her table but being the ppl we are, not liking to see ugly/awkward scenes joked how childish we were (lol quite naturally la cos june kinda xiao mei mei kinda n i oso kinda childish) but was really pissed. surprisingly, xiao ying realised. must be lack of response when spoken too and no lame stuff being sprouted by me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent felt so annoyed (to put it mildly) since forever!&lt;-- i want to stress that hor. i aintlike that all the time. I had a hurtful comment/retort (which i kept to myself duh) for every unfortunate line i heard being utter..yelled at some friends (thou there were lines like hurry up! and shut up la(when lames stuff utter)&lt;-- ok tt was rude). felt evil but boy i still was angry w the whole world. all becos of lack of sleep, undone homework (so i thought) and now i realise, mostly cos of some strangers (who didnt mean it). mayb it's that time of the month soon! lol. anyway. was back to self somewhere through the chem tut (which was free period la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. this long grandfather's story is to remind my self not to like such a wave of badmoodiness take over me. and to question myself why i feel as such. wahaha. so can be errm. better prepared for any.. surprises. my friends shldnt suffer cos of my wanting to pick a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. after chinese oral, the teacher asked if she could ask a private qn. she then asked if i was "pan4 ni4". and of cos i didnt understand her qn lol. she said pan ni = rebellious. orh...but no what. i aint rebellious. sharks. i think relief teacher complained i didnt hand in all the homework loh^^;. aiyah. jus kinda wierd n out of the blue, the qn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not 19may today actually. i'm continuing the draft from yest.. actually.. there was lots of stuff i had wanted to blog abt..another time perhpas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--thoughts abt oldage (after my 70+ chi relief teacher was telling us how half of his friends are dead.. and the nostagia when he sang songs from long ago.. from when he was pri2) the meaning of life after reading &lt;a href="http://www.mrkiasu.com/main/2005/05/meaning_of_life.html"&gt;mr kiasu's entry&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2005/05/reading_on_a_fr.html"&gt;mrbrown's normal life&lt;/a&gt; joel after &lt;a href="http://haloscan.com/tb/sandrappg/111647386934711850"&gt;sandralicious&lt;/a&gt; --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111649827273476744?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111649827273476744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111649827273476744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111649827273476744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111649827273476744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/sky-juice.html' title='sky juice.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111504502881072150</id><published>2005-05-02T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:37:49.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007...?</title><content type='html'>today i was telling mom abt how lisa (already there) and celest (there june) both going trinity university (melburne).. kinda jus a random thingy la cos quite coincidantal their both going there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was like "why? u want go there arh" haha i dont know la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she said she n dad's aiming for me to got england. gonna get british citizenship thingy done in june. was born there u see.. so hopefully can get home students rate. (i dont think can cos have to be there for 3 years before can. by right shld take a lvl there den it'll work out..she said they'll try get on that charge me as home student)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really know of these plans.. originally, from young i have always thought i'll go university overseas cos my parents did.(it didnt even occur to me singapore had universities lol. it's like believin the earth's flat from young) had wanted to too, actually cos seems like fun.. then recently like last year or soemthing,i want to try get into singaore uni cos what about siblings? will hv enough cash or not? if can make in in singapore, why not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then dad's friend's son who had four aces had applied twice for medical course and they didnt even ask him to come for the interview which meant no chances at all. &lt;i&gt;four aces&lt;/i&gt;. not that i want to make med course, just want to illustrate the competition's really tough, what's more with me taking only 3 subjects and being in the dragon year. the year that jammed up the JAE servers lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. so it's like.. limited time left here. suddenly felt like i should treasure every moment i have with my family and friends.. perhaps in two years time i wont be around (physically).. 2 more birthdays here (yes this yr's one approaching ^_^)[i'm kinda sorry my bday's coming lol..cos i do realise it's hard to get me gifts (and i dont really like buying n thinkin of bday gifts for others [or myself for tt matter lol]).(arg. i cant find anymore examples to show how short 2 yrs is) but then all this is speculation.. &lt;b&gt;nothing's concrete&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;familywise things are fantastic. i love my family. i think it rocks. we get on well, have fun, laugh. me n mom likeminded n quite close. ok w dad n sis =). likeminded w bro (he likes to read;me i just go get caught for reading under the table all the time lol.i origamis,he origamis. both quite lame. lol.. just on saturday, we spent the afternoon throwing flapping paper planes. they fly damn well. and they can flap their wings if u havent guessed lol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are great thou i regret i'm not actively keepin in contact with tricia or vanda. i had better do something about it. it's very nice me and cui and mingfen are still get to meet so often cos we're all in ny. my class is really nice. i dont dislike anyone at all. really fun n likeable class.only 6 boys thou lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, things are going very well for me. i feel really fortunate. and it's the people around me who makes it so, so thank you all =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111504502881072150?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111504502881072150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111504502881072150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111504502881072150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111504502881072150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/2007.html' title='2007...?'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111494083972555750</id><published>2005-05-01T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T17:51:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moo.</title><content type='html'>remember these? they who invade our green pastures and disappeared jus as suddenly as they appeared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img128.echo.cx/img128/6613/cows9fz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not before making sure they'll got offsprings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img120.echo.cx/img120/5236/bonkingcows1cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep your eyes peel for any suspicious colourful calves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. they're cows aren't they? yet they're got horns. and no udders. colour gay cows they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. we're quite safe then =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com/"&gt;cowboy caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111494083972555750?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111494083972555750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111494083972555750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111494083972555750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111494083972555750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/moo.html' title='moo.'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111479505352570101</id><published>2005-05-01T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T17:51:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wistful..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wistful.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend that does eventually come by.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow end up thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;Like you i don’t even know why I do.&lt;br /&gt;Echoes are what might have been still ringing, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday will always be but enigma .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111479505352570101?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111479505352570101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111479505352570101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111479505352570101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111479505352570101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/05/wistful.html' title='wistful..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111444126142152420</id><published>2005-04-25T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T01:57:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night out..</title><content type='html'>ever stayed out the &lt;i&gt;whole night&lt;/i&gt; before? well i did for the first time during the last weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nianya's bday n she wanted to have this midnight movie + kbox thingy.. haha.. i thought after that we were gonna sleep over at my place but no! the plan was to stay out all night 0_o.. they all told their parent there was sleeping over at my place.. i told mom i was sleepin over at nianya's! lol. was really afraid their parents would call n my cover would be blown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found that watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"saw a very interesting watch on someobody today. it's kinda like 3 circles (think bull's eye/ darts target/ archrey). it's 3 dials. they turn. outer's the hrs, 2nd's the min and 3rd's the seconds. there's a line in the middle. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1|2&lt;br /&gt;3|5&lt;br /&gt;5|0 = 12.35 and 50 seconds. it's a barbiezon. not sure...noooo.... how could i forget='( she got it from bangkok thou. $20 only!!! i wanntttt. mom says she'll look out for in it when she goes. hai. i wanttt!"friday, 11 april 2003 @ 7.00pm &lt;-- old blog entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. =D look out for it on my wrist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. anyway went around looking for her pressie till like around 8/9/10? was quite very bored at mac where we had pathetic 50cents icecream (remainder from the nianya bday fund! haha) n did rather gross stuff with it. ususally we grumble went we cldnt stay out late but on that saturday we were like omg, still got so long more lol. we were so sian we put our foot down and decided this cannot be! we crapped so much n got really high and nianya was wondering what was wrong with us (she joined us!). haha oh yeah we were like say we were her mistresses! haha cos waiting for her while she entertains e7 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the pacifier! funny.1040 show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinyee had to leave (she didnt plan to stay). den after the show, nianya found out she had to leave! she had collected something for her sis and her sis wanted it the next morning so she had to go home! on her birthday. poor girl. anway.. we deliberated alot on whether to stay or go, what to do, if there were means to go home lol.. i couldnt leave cos well.. i cant turn up at home at 1am wakin up everybody with lots of explaining to do too.. Cui could go home but stayed to pei me! so nice of her. mingfen went home cos they plan was to go kbox and she had a sore throat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we trekked back to cathay for the millionth time (honestly! frm cathay to far east. back to cathay. to heeren. back to cathay. den somewhere else. and back again. lol) frm the bustop but not before stopping at 7-11! got drinks (cos gonna sing~!) lol! we oso "kooped" 2 cups of ice for the bottled drinks(kbox has a compulsory drink which we wld finish in almost no time n in the cup goes our ice and drinks! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-4am was $21 while 2-5 was $13 so waited for around 15/20 min to 2am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, we werent tired at all.. in fact, we found we didnt have enough time! starting from 4am, we were doing jus verse, a chorus, skip to nxt song. and we skipped lots of jay songs!! we sang jay, lin jun jie, some other cheena singer den a mix of english songs! i think partyworld's system (of picking songs) is better..towards the end, i was freaking cold!!! almost shivering lol. havent felt that since staying in the lib til 9 during rainy season..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flew and it was 5. we headed down to cathay, specifically the coke lounge where we grab&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; the beans bags of the sofa thingy n lay on them.. chit-chatted.. first almost like a sleepover. it was very surreal.. nobody in cathay at all.. well, until 2 batches of moviego-er's movie ended lol.. i fell asleep.. i learnt dear cui struggled to keep awake cos she felt it wasnt safe for both of us to be asleep...thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left cathay at around 6+/7? streets were deserted! so wierd. there was this digusting, irritating taxi driver trying to catch attention..no we dont want to enter your cab loh! (i cant remember if this happened at night before we entered cathay the last time or in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was still freaking cold from kbox in the station.. so someone lent jacket. thanks again lol. reached home to find my room hijacked by siblings.. washed my face, hands and feet, cleared all the books/cds/stuff from the other side of the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;(sis occupied the other side of the queensized &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;) and climb in at 8. slept til 1 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. that night, after dinner with family, we went to cathay. AGAIN! lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111444126142152420?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111444126142152420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111444126142152420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111444126142152420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111444126142152420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/04/night-out.html' title='night out..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111366664000813783</id><published>2005-04-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T03:32:39.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i keep to myself</title><content type='html'>i find i keep to myself.. even my best friend won't know if something's weighin on my mind or how i feel cos i don't talk. as in, i dont talk abt stuff that matter anyway; i talk crap which is entertaining n fun but still is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;突然累了&gt;&gt; [if u see a bunch of crap try right click-&gt;encoding-&gt;unicode (UTF8)]&lt;br /&gt;吃饭吃到睡了&lt;br /&gt;我开车开到了傻了&lt;br /&gt;我看书看到你了&lt;br /&gt;开始怀疑我怎么了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt recieve a single sms today. which is quite unusual, in view that i use up like around 700 sms a month. actually, dont think it's the first day i didnt recieve sms, it prolly happened in the week but too sleep/busy to notice. well. get used to it emily, it'll gonna be the usual now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说话说到吐了&lt;br /&gt;我写歌写到了疯了&lt;br /&gt;我爱你爱到盲了&lt;br /&gt;天知道我又怎么了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave up on of my close friend [cutting ties- deleting hp no (i can nvr remember hp no.s) from both my phone n watch, blockin on msn etc] not really sure why or what the aim is. it's more to help myself (to cope) i guess..haha i cant control myself (how i feel/think)that well.. i prolly understand how that person feels cos it's how i feel towards someone else, kinda(it's quite ironic i find). it's quite a dumb thing to do, really. [oh yeah, if ure wondering, that friend isnt from my usual circles of friend(sch) so it most prolly ISNT you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不舍得&lt;br /&gt;舍不得都分手了&lt;br /&gt;舍不道不舍得 散了&lt;br /&gt;爱是你的&lt;br /&gt;我是我的 完了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike saturday nights. means sunday's coming n i havent done anywork yet. and yes, i havent started on tutorials. or... PW. damn. i'm so dead but cant blame anyone but myself. arg. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱是你的&lt;br /&gt;我是我的 完了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to JJ Lin now. quite wierd how it started off. at Kbox/partyworld, friends sang this song of which i had no impression of how it goes except that it was nice n mingfen was to send it to me. it's "mo ri zhi lian" by zhang zhi chen (z-chen) and i happen to like it lot. den after a long search for lyrics (it's frm a EP album. how ulu) i found out lyics n tune by lin jun jie so i dug out the songs by him that i got sent but nvr listened to. like "hai pa" n "bu dong". den like within nxt few days, i found the parallel import (original but $7.50) of the new 3rd ablum and snapped it up. some tracks intro kinda like jay. n one line of the lyrics too. personally, i think there's too much erm, soundbites/soundclips/techno sounds. i like "tu ran lei le" and "jian jian dan dan". want to hear can ask me for them =) [jay still rocks the most]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来我只是突然累了&lt;br /&gt;原来我不说了&lt;br /&gt;原来我想着&lt;br /&gt;想到麻了&lt;br /&gt;原来我不爱了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. oh dunno what day,we woke up late. as in dad, me n sis la (if dad wake up late means we late liao) usually i wake at 620(the lastest cos i get ready faster). that day woke up 630. i was duh, the quickest one down (somemore it was a friday, jus put on the zion shirt, no need to button. oh! it was a friday lol). pop two pieces of bread into the toaster. put cheese on mine(me lazy. that simplest). waited a while. nop. they not coming down -_-. so spread butter + kaya on the other one for sis. and STILL not down yet, both of them -_- haiyo, they really tryin hard to be late right.. so what the hell, quick grab anoter piece of bread, spread spread spread (scared they come down half way den must go already or something lol) ok. they're down!. grab those clear plastic bags to dunk the bread n let them fight for the toast one, i grabbed my cheese on n dash to the car lol. first time i made breakfest for others, n also a long time since i spread stuff on bread haha.. last year/a few months ago/perhaps usually, i prolly wld have jus made my breakfest n plonk down on the sofa to snooze..mayb i'm slowly learning to spare a &lt;s&gt;snooze&lt;/s&gt; thought for others. [did make it on time btw haha. had to constantly remind dad to step on it.. he usually drive reaallllyyy sllloowwlly (and i ususally am asleep haha)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. my maths teacher is mean. just my luck -_- (i'm the maths rep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit: it's 12 50 now, n counter sense 13 visits to my blog. how can it be? i think it's wonky loh -_-]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111366664000813783?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111366664000813783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111366664000813783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111366664000813783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111366664000813783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-keep-to-myself.html' title='i keep to myself'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111226357207474858</id><published>2005-03-31T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T18:06:12.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05S1D!!</title><content type='html'>hello my dear not every updated blog. the counter says 26 ppl visited today. wows. lol.. i dont quite understand why ppl check when this blog is updated like..actually, it's not updated most of the time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's really slacked these days, without tutorials yet. yesterday, we hung out at iSpace and exchanged lots of lame lame jokes lol... most of them from me lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning, went to check timetable n saw large hoards of ppl surrounding the noticeboard. Class listing was out! after jostling to the front, i could find my name! scanned thru Ng a few times but no Ng Lei Chern Emily! there was a Ng li mian emily but the nric number didnt mathc (hey who knows, freak typo error? lol) later, we were to look for our OGLs cos they had the OG's class listing. BUT MY NAME STILL WASNT THERE!! what, i was kicked outta NY?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. much later in the day, went to office to check. i'm in 05S1D!! whee. same as yucui, xiao ying, janet, jia hui, chang rong and and.. i forgot lol. bad news is the mrs tay isnt my bio teacher!!! hai... so sad. she;s like the bestest bio teacher ever k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking 3As only(bio chem maths).. dont dare take physics cos wld hv less time to work on my lousy chem. but after hearing other zhss ppl who nvr taken bio n gotten b3 for chem (i got an A2.. got lucky i gues) daring to take triple sci, i feel really chicken n not daring to take risks.. n mrs tay saying i was lazy.. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. i sat at the bustop for around 0.5hr doing my maths tutorial cos it was raining.. wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch a average of 2 movies a week cos of movie renting.. wonder if it's a fad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya peeps =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111226357207474858?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111226357207474858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111226357207474858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111226357207474858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111226357207474858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/03/05s1d.html' title='05S1D!!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111106070134472826</id><published>2005-03-17T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T20:03:07.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vcd rentals!</title><content type='html'>i rented vcds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wimbledon (wow spelt it right! haha i googled it n the correct stuff appeared) is a delicious feel good movie(well it worked haha).. ok since i'm in the webby i shall quote synopsis &lt;i&gt;A deliciously witty romantic comedy abt chasing ur dreams n risking you heart. wimbledon is a fun n charming story of love across the net&lt;/i&gt;. haha yeah he was witty n had self decripative humor.. he's called peter btw. lol..kirsten dunst calling out "Peter!" is so familiar.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.wimbledonmovie.com/wallpapers/wim_wp3_800.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. that was &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; to perk up the day but not quite Something enough haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i too borrowed devil's advocate (googled again haha. boy. movie's so old it's not a flash one.) starring keanu reeves. watched it b4 when i pretty little but i can only remember snapshots of scenes which isnt much at all. i pretty like shows with devils in it/touchy on reglious stuff (exoist, constantine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed "the forgotten"(it's recent but it not flash either. haha. still much easier to navigate than the former) (&lt;i&gt;Nine-year-old Sam Paretta is dead, killed in a plane crash. Even though it's been fourteen months since the accident, his mother Telly (Julianne Moore, "Far From Heaven"), still grieves over the loss. But suddenly, her husband (Anthony Edwards, "ER") swears they never had a child and her psychiatrist (Gary Sinise, "C.S.I.: NY") insists she's delusional. But worst of all, there is absolutely no evidence to prove Sam ever existed. Haunted by the memories of her son, Telly's search for the truth propels her into a dark mind-shattering conspiracy of unearthly terror.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking for white chicks with cui free publicity for it (eg hitch's funny but still not as funny as white chicks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cui.. wanna come watch movies at my place? and then stay the night? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111106070134472826?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111106070134472826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111106070134472826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111106070134472826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111106070134472826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/03/vcd-rentals_17.html' title='vcd rentals!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-111099721167100195</id><published>2005-03-17T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T02:41:03.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey..</title><content type='html'>hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arm is kinda numb. erm. stiff. sore. yes. sore is the word. cos i got a jab for hep A. it lasts for jus a year -_-. they were expiring so clinic staff n family gets a free jab -_-.(injection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno but i'm feelin rather melancholy. actually i dont. jus checked the dict cos i didnt know how to spell. it means " deep sadness that lastds for a long time; depression". i dont feel that. jus a lil sian n sad n tired. prolly late night n tiredness la haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no blogging these days cos.. i jus dont feel like it n nothing much significant. or i dont feel the need to share anything with anybody. or maybe i'm jus plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to do some of my tutorials i didnt do in first 3 months - actually, i had to return grossly overdue books la - but library was full so i went browsing. boy i feel kinda geeky. borrowed sciency books - the origin of life, a very summerised book on darwin and about time (kinda physicsy, deals w black holes, the concept of time). how am i to finish them? i also borrowed Triple your reading speed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, i wanted to get the love actually vcd only to find it was a rental shop. never knew it was a rental shop. so i dug out some vcds. was looking for white chicks. anyway. found the village, never been kissed (it's prolly a v old movie starring drew berrymoore. it's poster's in my gp room.. been staring at it every gp lesson lol) and i forgot. took some time browsing thru them. i wanted the forgotte and some others which i had wanted to watch but missed. well. couldnt find them. den the uncle says "IC?" -_- i didnt bring. so left empty handed. wanted to watch loads of movies at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm aching for something exciting, something happy, something.. just something to spice up life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i just realised the origin of life and about time is by the same author! lol. biology n physic.. quite different topics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i wont quite qualify that as that Something lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how did a mixture of lifeless atoms subject to blind and pirposeless forces assemble themselves into soemthing as awesomely complex as even the simplest microbe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christymarx.com/moggy/olympics.htm"&gt; THE SILLY SLEEPING POSE OLYMPICS ^_^ click here MINGFEN...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("Cats are championship sleepers. They spend a lot of time practicing sleep and have perfected the art of the catnap. A sleeping cat can be a soothing, comforting sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or an extremely silly sight. Because some cats sleep in poses and positions that simply cannot be believed.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-111099721167100195?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/111099721167100195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=111099721167100195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111099721167100195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/111099721167100195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey.html' title='hey..'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110965498815830827</id><published>2005-03-01T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T13:52:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o level results</title><content type='html'>the day started out rather slow, with me wakin up at 10+ and slacking before heading to school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel nail-biting fear or anticapation like vanda did.. but there was some kinda fear of cos haha didnt feel like talking much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring irrevelent giraffa story by ms tan. analysis. well seems that we dropped a lil overall. ss/geog had a high distinction percentage thou =D however, ss/his was only 13% distinction! hai, feel sad for those who took history. e1 has the highest class average of 9 followed by e2 with 11 and e7 w 11.4 (O_o?? .4? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was the whirlwind of getting 6- and 7-pointers on stage.. i remember cheering n clapping like siao for all my friends.. hongyi, kelvin, mingfen, vanda, gabriel, zhiliang, likkhian... lots more of cos. quater of my class was on stage lol.. damn happy n proud of them and thought "they really deserved it!~ =D .. but was feeling worried for nya when she wasnt on stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got&lt;br /&gt;english   ----a2&lt;br /&gt;ss/geog   ----b3             &lt;br /&gt;maths     ----a1&lt;br /&gt;add maths ----a1&lt;br /&gt;physics   ----a1&lt;br /&gt;biology   ----a1&lt;br /&gt;chemistry ----a2&lt;br /&gt;chinese   ----b3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first got it i was numbed.. wasnt absorbing or taking in. the slip of paper with text on it didnt mean much. was looking for L1R5. stupid moe didnt put it in. cldnt count. junio helped me. "nine," he said "you got a nine!" huh? haha was quite blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was.. quite neutral abt it ^_^. not very good but definately not bad too. i had aimed for a 9 before i started studying. i had put my cutoff pt (to crying lol) at 14 and 9 was quite far frm 14. mom was happy ^_^ lol the conver went like this&lt;br /&gt;me "i got 9"&lt;br /&gt;mom"well done!"&lt;br /&gt;me "thank you"&lt;br /&gt;mom"welcome"&lt;br /&gt;lol. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did feel abit disappointed.. mayb cos midway thou the "getting 6/7pter on stage" i decided i wanted to beat chris n wesley who got 9s too lol. and also seeing all your friends on stage, u wish you could join them too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that day i was like =D for friends and they deserved it.. then i suddenly thought.. so that means i dont deserve it? afterall i did work hard. perhaps not as hard as them then. and i started late. right after the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some had it much harder thou. i know of someone whose R5 was 5 but L1 a 5 too. L1R5 10. what a cruel joke on her.. some really worked extremely hard and had high expectations of themselves which they didnt meet. some worked freaking hard but didnt do well. the worst fear of everyone. yes. other did have it worst la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lil dissapointed but ok with mine la. afterall i did try my best.and it's a single digit. i got 1s for those which could be studied. english was expected. humans had alot of room for screw ups so b3 was ok thou hai cld hv prolly did better if i did another qn. lol. really dumb eh, wishing what could have been when it is really really long over lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i do know i have a desire to do well, to be one of those on stage (but hey, actually i bet everybody wont mind being there too) so perhaps i should start doing my tutorials lol. i'm behind on tutorials ^^;; not touching my bag once i got home. pure laziness. yup. shall work harder for a lvls ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to. NY or AJ? i had previously decided on NY based on the arguement i had friends and a gorgeous compound. however  it's also quite slack.. i havent been doing my work. in tutorials, it goes slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in AJ i would be forced to mug cos everybody does so and there're freq test.. it's safer as i may slack away 2 yrs in ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, ny has a much more fun feel and environment where ppl are ^_^ most of the time. when i crashed aj, it seems everybody was bored. perhaps it was that dreary building that gave that image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i would thrive as well in ny if i can get myself to work hard. which is possible in view i managed to make myself study daily to 8+pm for 8 weeks once.. and "being a big fish in  a small pond is better than being a small fish in a big pond" as mrs ho always says.. Means like AJ is a better sch so i'll prolly be an average stud there thus i may get less chances as compared to in NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last point is aj's proximity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yucui's prolly stayin in ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i published two entries b4 this. "mahjong at nianya's" and "escapade" (they were drafts)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110965498815830827?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110965498815830827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110965498815830827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110965498815830827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110965498815830827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-level-results.html' title='o level results'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110891518316759016</id><published>2005-02-20T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T13:57:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahjong at nianya's!</title><content type='html'>headed to yishun to meet up with the ususal peeps yucui, mfen, nya and syee to celebrate cui's bday! (boy. so many short-formed words ^^;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had swedens! lol we all have ______ baked rice. n split cups of water one or twice(not me thou.). haha.. n still had space for a 600g cookies n cream ice cream cakes ^_^ wahhaha.. the cake was cut so messily! but still turned out in a nice semicircle shape in the end for the wait guy to ta-pao for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, cui had a go for a piano lesson (wow grade 8 liao!) so we headed to nianya's place first, where we played miniature mahjong! actually, we jus used a miniature mahjong set hahah. it was freaking cute! =D was quite lucky wining 2 rounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, before tt mahjong session, we had to &lt;-- i forgot what we had to do lol. i'm continuing a draft from 20 feb. it's 1st march today lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mahjong was damn fun cos i kept winning! had been wantin to play mahjong since chinese new year cos it seems everybody does that lol. not my family thou. only me n sis knows how to play it (me being better then her of cos :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i remember what we had to do before mahjong!! lol. the cake had to be frozen. n nianya's freezer as packed! haha still. we managed to reshuffle everything so there was space. we dump the dry ice into a bowl n it started vibrating like a demon posseessed it! lol startled us. afraid the bowl wld break we transfered it to a metal bowl. lol. it amplified the vibration =S haha. we jus chucked the bowl in the freezer hoping nothing bad wld happen lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few games, we slacked in nianya's room. fav part of the day.. were absolutely silly and laughed lots ^_^ [yet gets a 1-sentence paragraph dedicated to it only lol. sometime u dont need to do much to have fun..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go "jie" cui from the bus stop after her lesson. boy. she got lost! and. her phone wasnt working.. as in. she could hear us talk but we wont be able to hear her talk. so dunno who came out with this ingenious method of communication&lt;br /&gt;"hello. cui arh. i know u can talk but it's ok, u dont say anything, jus listen to us. if you're on the bus please hang up"&lt;br /&gt;"........." (silence)&lt;br /&gt;"ok. means u're not on the bus. if u're lost hang up"&lt;br /&gt;" *toot toot toot*" &lt;br /&gt;yup. she was lost. lol! we were all cracked up during that phone call.. managed to find her in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played more mahjong and i won more rounds =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110891518316759016?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110891518316759016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110891518316759016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110891518316759016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110891518316759016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/02/mahjong-at-nianyas.html' title='mahjong at nianya&apos;s!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110869578429684312</id><published>2005-02-18T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T13:51:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>escapade</title><content type='html'>hiya ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school now. phew. luckily i did sneak out. jus had a annoucement tt all year ones hv to be at the hall at 11.30. only had CT period today then it was free time. supposed to do the worksheet for the experiencal learning at Escape. they'll be doing thru doing tutorials. i dont really know what to do cos havent been thru it ^^;;. now really really bored n sleepy. had planned to sneak out but i heard there were teachers on guard. still, some did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to escape looking very extra cos i was in home clothes.. shinye had my black zion tee mah. it was a very very hot day. went on the flipper, private ship, rainbow, go-kart, panasonic (indoor r. coaster), walls revolution and the superman thingy where u lie down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flipper was the teacup thingy where u get spun round and round. i usually dont go on tt cos i think it'll make me sick but ^_^ it was ok. but darn! i left my camera pouch there. not so much abt losing the pouch tt i was concerned abt but the 128MB memory card with the korea holiday pics in it. there was oso a 16MB card. bleh. really hope someone found it AND gives it bck to me or something. lol. i took short video clips while on board the rides! =D for flipper, prirate ship and rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rides arent really scary to me la. but i remember the first time i went (e6 chalent i think) i did scream for some of the rides but not this time except for panasonic. the rides leave me slightly giddy/headache-ish thou. *_* not a good feeling. all time fave is go-kart (had the freaking longest queue thou!) had the pedal down all the way, nvr stepped on brakes for the 3 rounds =D love the speed n the kinda scary feeling when go down the slope at breakneck speed. love the walls revolution too. cos i took it alone (2seats there) i didnt turn 360 so at time when the ride was at the highest point (literally) i was staring right at the floor. should hv taken a video for tt!!! rainbow didnt look scary at all but it was fun!! was sliding here n there. n i sat with a guy i didnt know ^^;; quite akward but not as if purposely one what anyway. panasonic.. unpredication jerky sharp turns while u're like 4 storeys in the air is thrilling! =D sat alone so didnt get any bruises. i rememmber the last time, vanda kept crashing into me! her bones jabbed me at every turn lol ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however didnt get to go on the wet n wild =( the last time oso didnt get to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.. i dont really like themeparks. i love roller coasters thou. but when i close my eyes and think abt the ride, i can feel myself being on the revolution X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. yup. rollor coasters rock. the speed. the drops. and anticipation during the climbs. the being over before u know it (n b4 u got sick). hate queuing thou. that's y need friends lol.. to chit chat with. theme parks in autumn/early winter rocks too.nice weather. in sg, it's damn humid n hot -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw have honeydew sago boy it's re-fresh-ing! was unbearably hot at escape &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110869578429684312?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110869578429684312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110869578429684312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110869578429684312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110869578429684312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/02/escapade.html' title='escapade'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110856958201932488</id><published>2005-02-16T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T00:15:25.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today and cny. v summerised but it's a completed entry!</title><content type='html'>so far, i've watched a movie a day since this week started.. lol. watch shall we dance, constantine. both highly recommanded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched shall we dance again today, accompanyin mom. free movie, i dont mind haha. at 3.05 mom called to say movie starts at 255 jus as the train stopped at sommerset. ran all the freaking way to cathay! lol. everybody must hv thought i was mad.. i missed even more of the start of the movie then monday! lol. after that, had a drink at tcc. wanted soup but they didnt hv the one i wanted -_- in the end settle on a rum and raisin coffee ice blended drink! cos i nvr heard of it. was nice =D. later got the cute robot with movable parts (head n hands n legs la -_-) necklace (or rather jus the pendent thingy) from bits n pieces! and a angel-devil earings too =D too bad dangly cant wear to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durin bio prac, we made bottle gardens! had cookie jar from ikea. gotta think alison for getting them for the class. enjoyed myself. however, we were the last class to do so all the nice colorful plants n ferns were snapped up &gt;_&lt;. made do n i like how mine turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed aj last monday (it was only last monday?! seems ages ago). ponned sch on tues and friday. meaning a whole week off!!!! boy did it feel like the sch hols. went malaysia.. lots of singing in the car on the way there. renuion dinner was BBQ. how cool was that. i slept away quite a number of afternoons.. played lots of FF2 and FFX.. did no work. i love that week. the only thing that i didnt like was the heat!! it was so hot that i felt as if i cldnt breath. went kl too. stayed in a nice nice hotel(had like 75% discount cos uncle had vouchers). boy did i feel pampered. and there was a bathtub... ^_^ could see the petronas towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorow i'm going Escape theme park. all of ny jc1 students are going. $3 only whee. "experiencal learning" they call call it. we're measuring heartbeat b4 n after taking rides -_-. still.anything beats having tutorials (esp since i havent done them).. it's gonna be really really hot tmr thou =S.. other than tt, it'll prolly be enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to get o lvl results. hope i dont do too badly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110856958201932488?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110856958201932488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110856958201932488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110856958201932488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110856958201932488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-and-cny-v-summerised-but-its.html' title='today and cny. v summerised but it&apos;s a completed entry!'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110771490543644986</id><published>2005-02-07T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T03:16:44.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>illogical logic</title><content type='html'>going malaysia next week so not gonna have a chance to blog so i thought i had better blog today to make up for it. now that's an illogical logic cos i usually can go thru the week w/o blog entries. perhaps if i go outta the country more often, my dear blog readers wld hv more blog entries to read ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a great day. this weekend, i supposed to mug like siao to make up for 2 weeks of not doing any work. i had a premonition i wont lol, how right i was =(. ANYWAY, still a great weekend. woke up to my usual "good morning" sms ^_^. played like 1 or 2 hrs of FFX, had lunch. then helped mom make/bake those yummy oozing chocolate pudding thingys (yucui would be excited lol). half the day gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, we went to chinatown! had desert at the smith street hawker! same as the one i had on friday lol. honeydew sago! it totally rocks! n so freaking cheap - $1. has real honeydew shreds! yeah. we walk chinatown at least once every year. took the same route as me n friends took on friday.. now kinda in CNY mood =D.. soaked in the atmosphere, looking at what new gadgets they've come up with this year. it's really not as crowded as pervious year... i remember we were practically shuffling along, and really had to push our way thru.boy was it chocked full of ppl. but today, surprisingly not. it was crowded, but not till that kinda crowded. there was space to walk. i didnt have to brush by sweaty ppl XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new stuff this year: WONDRERFOLD - used to fold ur clothes. every smart thingy. the promoter was very good! we bought one haha. this was this towel thingy specially for drying your hair too. ie some ppl kind twist the towel? nevermind ^^;;. also lots of stalls selling cuttlefish. they flatten(with machines not unlike those used to make sugarcane juice) n bbq it on the spot. metal/wire work comman too. those metal wire book marks. the bicycle was cute, motorbike cool =). oso a stall that makes customised carplates =) cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rounded up the day with prata! along upper thomson there (near thomson plaza) we forgoed the one we usually patronised cos they suck now.. went for Prata King ("the first branch of the famously prata shop in jalan kayu!" shouts the banner.. wherever that is ^^; ) yup. it was good =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so family day-ish! yup. today was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday rocked too =D i ponned maths tutorial =S no particular reason. well, actually it was cos on thursday night, i was determined to finish up the maths tutorial but didnt due to unplanned circumstances. actually dad got a new phone n i was tinkering with it's built-in camera.. so i decided to skip maths cos i didnt do homework. kinda silly looking back.... i sleep in the lib for that hour...... later at around 4 when i was reaching tj, ms teng called. she said she wanted to make sure i was safe.. cos i didnt turn up for lesson she thought something may hv happened to me. so nice of her.. felt really bad then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i ponned china studies too (gosh... i sound like such a bad student!)(china studies is not tested. it's the last period and there's an hr's break in between that n the pervious lesson so no way i'll wait for it), i ended early. hung out wif classmates(janet, alison, xi xuan). they wanted to j8.. at first i didnt wan go but one of them turned out to be someone-i-know's ex and she wanted to know more abt what he thought of her so i got kinda dragged along lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j8 has changed alot!i was very tired n sleepy n zombified that day..wasnt in a socialising mood, esp with ppl i wasnt totally comfy with yet so kinda wish i wasnt with them. not that they werent good company; they're great ppl, jus i  wasnt in the mood..besides i was broke n i had going out broke. i rather not look at stuff totally when i know i wont hv the cash to buy it. but it was ok lah overall =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go TJ for the CNY carnival (went there more to meet up with friends la) with huilin( &lt;--- very imp. huilin knew the way. lol) n cui but i was still in j8 at around the time i supposed they wld set out for TJ so i decided to go from j8 rather den returning to ny (thus making them wait for me) den to tj. quite is quite brave considering i didnt know the way lol ^^;; but it wasnt so bad lah, with the guide i had ^_^ thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the looks of tj(outside of it), one cldnt tell they've a carnival going on lol. but it was quite rei nao la =) looked quite big too. until i went round all the stall in like 10/15min or less lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was there from around 4 n mfen n cui n gang came only at 5.30 -_- lol i cld hv went back NY but anyway time spent at tj b4 they came was enjoyable =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda bad at my flat downright "no"s to ppl promoting their stalls.. shld hv been more polite =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, (the concrete giant steps that serve as) seats around the track, it's so nice n breezy there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, cui, mfen, sinyee, nianya, karen, tina, sharon, huilin, geraldine and me went to chinatown! it wasnt planned (well at least i didnt know abt it lol).. lol i rememeber mfen saying how planning for an outing's so difficult while w/o planning, going on an outing's easier lol.. had dinner at smith street's hawker center.. by the time we were done, it was 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. it's 3.13am now. i need sleep. crashin AJ tmr... yet another uncompleted entry. lol. planned to blog thursday (jay + cui) and thinking aloud about NY vc AJ... perviously decided on NY but having 2nd thoughts after the points huilin brought up. i hope to blog more but me knowing myself, i prolly wont continue, as with the other entries ^^;;.. sorry abt cheating ur feelings again avril! but hey, still it's a very long blog entry as it is now ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110771490543644986?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110771490543644986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110771490543644986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110771490543644986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110771490543644986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/02/illogical-logic.html' title='illogical logic'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110735678663451550</id><published>2005-02-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:06:26.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENTRY INCOMPLETE</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. ages since i blogged.. largely due to no urge to blog since when i want to remember or whatever significant such tt happened in the day, i already told someone haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i had Rum n Raisin gelatino (aiyah, i forgot la. some italian icecream thingy) n i could very disctinctively taste the alcohol!! yum. haha. n it's not horid like beer =). i think sharon would like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for my bus, i was kinda sitting on the metal rail thingy, with legs outstretch. the lady next to be was like starin at my shoes so i consciencless stoodup straight..&lt;br /&gt;"you're from zhong hua?" she said in a china sounding way&lt;br /&gt;"yes. er wait, no. nanyang erm JC (i dunno how to say jc in chi lol)"&lt;br /&gt;she said jc in chi n kinda said where it was so i think she's kinda "local" too.. a conversation on shoes like mine (jus a normal new balance sneaker) are allowed in jc.. jc tough or not.. secondary vs jc (phua... in chinese leh! felt like oral exam haha) but it was cool, talking to a stranger. if others didnt know better, they'll prolly think we knew each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda what i admire about foriegner, they can talk to strangers. like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________ it's 11.05pm now __________________&lt;br /&gt;i stoned/did other stuff n dont feel like completing this blog entry. shall do so... the next update ^^;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110735678663451550?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110735678663451550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110735678663451550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110735678663451550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110735678663451550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/02/entry-incomplete.html' title='ENTRY INCOMPLETE'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110649805232269772</id><published>2005-01-24T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T00:34:12.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning : fan girl entry.</title><content type='html'>ahhhh... i'm suffering frm withdrawal symtoms, all of a sudden..... =( JAY!!! i miss u so much lol =^^= listening to the incomparable live cd. at first i thought was vcd but it's cd. felt bit cheated but hell! a picture booklet + giant giant poster + 7 li xiang all mtvs + 2 live cds all for $20. IT'S NOT WORTH IT!!! it's worth &lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh darn. i really really wish to be at his concert now. anticipate his next concert..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. reliving the experience now.... ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay jay jay. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. he kepts forget lyrics n making them up on the spot hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/fan girl mode off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. hey peeps. didnt really feel like blogging recently cos not much has happened. except for the og outing that is. only photos there now.. gonna blog abt it in between pics when i feel like it wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. i dunno y i cant sign in msn tonight. btw. boy the handwrite feature on msn is damn fun. doodling skills hv improved! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda guilty i havent touch any work during the long weekends but oh well ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ah.. jay..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-8086991.post-110572039266424688</id><published>2005-01-14T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T00:35:48.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble bath day! ^_^</title><content type='html'>met up with my friend. went out with minfen and yucui to amk lib cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. took the longest bubblest bath i had in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a fantastic day =D and great way to start the weekends! (*singsong manner* no waking up for school, no waking up for school!! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ponned china studies today (last period) cos mfen was in NY! woohoo. not only mfen. other gals frm tj too ^_^ den slacked at the library. really nice it was (i think our lib has a v small range of fiction thou).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to TJ b4 3 cos mfen n karen had cca.. had chicken rice there! their food's really much better than ny's. lol. (but then again, it's really easy for food to be better den ny's). NY's compud's is newer den tj.. thou smaller area (makes up by buildin upwards. it's 5 storeys! compared to tj'd 2/3). ny's layout much friendlier too.. got kinda lost in tj lol. but tj does have it's charm too.. spacious n greenery. (but still old! kinda reminds of a pri sch).. can grow to love it thou, it given the same, as yucui says, it has "xing qie gan", cos of it's oldness. brand new compounds are kinda cold n unfriendly. &lt;b&gt;but!&lt;/b&gt; of cos i prefer ny haha.not worth it travellin so freakin far to tj!! travel one day already cant stand it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. the bus journey there was really fun! karen, yucui, mfen n me were being v lame ^^;;; good fun. at bedok, these two guys were blockin our way on the escalator. by the time reach the platform, "doors closing" haha. i heard there were sensors on the doors n tt the doors wont close/ train wont move if they're object so i tentatively stuffed my bag inbetween the doors. lol. didnt work thou. mayb no sensors there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the cafe, chitchat-ed and had some food.. haha... love hanging out with them. sigh, too bad it seems sinyee n nianya sick/tired and cant make it. havent seen them in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vanda too.... miss her. havent seen or spoken to her in 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like ny. nice people(well. others had not so good experiences but so far i found most to be nice, normal ppl ^^).nice OG(ah. cant go OG outing tmr =( ). i have a nice CT teacher(form teacher?).nice new school. i like the maths n bio lecturers. yeah. good good..most prolly stayin on if results permit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths: mr chooi. a cute amusing kinda uncly/grandfatherly guy. humourous kinda, in his own way haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio: mr chan!! kinda strict but he makes bio so interesting. startin with that infomative bio a lvl thingy, to the introductory videos (wished he showed up the whole thing) and today's lecture on classification! such a dry topic but it wasnt at all boring! he showed lots of pics n examples. wasnt looking at the clock every few minutes,waiting for min to tick away, unlike chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110572039266424688?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110572039266424688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110572039266424688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110572039266424688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110572039266424688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/01/bubble-bath-day.html' title='bubble bath day! ^_^'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110563031964312897</id><published>2005-01-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T23:53:16.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long due blog! [no internet last few days ='( ]</title><content type='html'>cant believe i'm online at last! =D cant express how glad i am haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ppl, didnt have internet connection all of a sudden on saturday. and today, it's back again! dunno what went wrong at all -_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;: whole day was a bore. but disco night rocked =D. had it in the hall, with a DJ (who didnt play very good music =S ) and smoke machines too! had a ball of a time thou i took a while to warm up. always do ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;: (very last minute) OG outing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;3-4pm: waitng for ppl(8 altogether btw) -_-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;4-6: pool at lucky plaza! my first time playing! kinda awkward at first.. kinda unnatural u know, hand positioning?! haha. kept losing control of the poolstick, quite embarassing but hey, everybody starts out liddat =P the last round, i got a hang of it n boy it felt good winning that round haha. (played only 2 round) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;6-7/8: dinner at lido + talking. boy. derrick kinda prankcalled/disturbed jieying on the phone -_- cant believe him lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;8-9?- borders. lol! u know those small pocket book that has a wide variety? well we recommanded "sex sex sex" to derrick (who seems dirty minded haha) but he moves on to kamasutra but the former was all words. well, the latter was too haha =). vina then proclaimed she knew where the kamusutra section n proceeded to leading us there but it was all dry books haha. we were den like &lt;br /&gt;"eh, vina, u bluff us lah.. where got &lt;b&gt;kamasutra section?&lt;/b&gt; dunno have lah." &lt;br /&gt;vina"really got loh, never bluff u. mayb the moved the &lt;b&gt;kamasutra section&lt;/b&gt; la"&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me, the kamasutra section is further down, on the right"&lt;br /&gt;me n vina turn around u realised it was Border's staff who kindly informed us!! ah!! died of laughter n embarassment. the boy den asked y we were reacting this way n we told them abt the borders' guy n they exclaimed "huh! where's that guy?! tell him to bring us there leh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked behind the borders guy in a row to that who row of sex books =-_-= ^^; kinda awkard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;9-10: HMV + heeren. lol. i got the cd i wanted but then, i wanted another disc! lol. that's what free samplin does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;10-11++: McCafe. had quite an intimate talk over drinks.. about ex-es.. learnt more abt new friends.. felt kinda closer after sharing personal stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;: tea ceremony + baby's full month celebration + wedding dinner&lt;br /&gt;woke up with a shock when mom rattled of the day's plan. i only knew abt the dinner! n had planned to go out! tried asking if i could jus go for dinner but mom was so freakin stubborn &gt;_&lt;, citing i went out the previous day was a reason i couldnt -_-. yeah right. even if i didnt go out on saturday, i still would have to go for all.. didnt even know who the couple was. but anyway. decided to not be in a bad mood and behave as i would have if i didnt have plans since i would otherwise spoil my own day n family's too. y make a bad day even worse? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, i DO know the groom! it's him! my favourite older relative! kinda like an elder brother but not that close. when i was young, used to vist greatgrandma who stayed at her son's house. he was her grandson. my 2nd cousin. aroun like 18? haha. he used to pass the phone to me, with is gf on the line. he had this garfield post-stick thingy which he request i wrote something (i forgot what) with a pink pilot Hi-Tecpoint!n he pasted that poststick prominately on his table..he let me play red alert on his comp too! haha. the only times i ever played red alert. later thou, greatgrandma moved to an old folks home so we ddint need to go to his house to visit her.. and the next time i know, he's getting married!(well. last time i saw him i was in sec1 or something haha) haha. (prolly in his twenties now)(i cant believe i only learnt his name that day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first at the tea ceremony was super bored n antisocial. but later, grandma asked me help her take photos to =D. haha. regret not bringing my digicam. hers was a film camera! didnt have my nose against the back of the camera since i cant even remember! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the dinner, i was in my prom dress! haha. by request of mom. my 2nd cousin (same age of me) as going to too, but she "ban-say" me and didnt lol. but anyway, nice to dress-up haha. had light pinkish make up on ^_^. leonard n carol met on ICQ! cool. during one of the times when they were on stage, the curtains behind the stage, covering the length of the hall(?), were drawn to show a enchanting garden, complete with fiary lights! so dramatic and magical lol. the bride n groom were "sabo" by their friends n forced to drink lots... at the end, leonard needed friends to "pull him back" after he leaned forward to shake hands to thank n say bye to guests.. he later threw up =( carol was giddy too =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on yucui, mingfen and i went out to sakea sushi for buffet lunch! didnt have so much fun in ages!!! haha. there were two cute waiters haha! the first was a boyish looking guy who spoke v softly n kinda girly-ly so we call him "xiao bai" as in xiao bai lian haha. the other was a malay guy. haha, they provided us some fun ,us laughin to ourselves ^^; and thanks lots yucui for getting me,without a reason, the CD i wanted !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to zhss on tuesday. talked to lots of the teachers(ms maths tan, ms chan, mr won, mr won, huang lao shi, ms long, mr ang) ^_^ they had much advise to give =) it was nice! (thou they kept singling out my dangling earrings! bleh. felt so "bad" i didnt wear them the next day) zhss has nice new dustbins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home early that day. boy. it was fantastic! super slack. did nothing but listen to music... den took a long long nap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dont remember much of this week actually. had to rack my brains to remember.becos it's like a haze or dream =) kinda like each day merges into the other, no sense of time. like sch hols! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this whole week, the general feeling was of &lt;b&gt;BLISS&lt;/b&gt;! jus so contented and happy with simple things in life. in love with my friends. family. some learning done in sch. music. a good run ( i ran 2.4 on dunno which night haha). a long warm shower... boy, dont need anything else in the world ^_^! (beside my then non-existant internet connection.. missed the msn and blogs!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope this feeling'll last, into next week when tutorials start.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110563031964312897?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110563031964312897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110563031964312897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110563031964312897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110563031964312897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-due-blog-no-internet-last-few.html' title='long due blog! [no internet last few days =&apos;( ]'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110502742802446079</id><published>2005-01-06T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:06:39.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 4</title><content type='html'>the quest was boring lah. just lots of walking around. and answering simple question, doing simple task eg count the no. of benches outside the church, memorise the a short notice.. at the firestation/civil def heritage gallery near MICA building, this guy in uniform, first time he asked was "who's takin bio?" wierd. turns out he kinda teaches bio at ny! so cool lol. he teaches like remedial and practicals. friendly indian young guy. lunch was at a cafe at MICA building (this building with the many colourful windows. art gallery place thingy)- nice and surprisingly cheap! ($2-$3/4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia today.. cos took walked to zhss that area(lol. was never so pleased at catchin a glimpse of zhss). climbed up that slope to get to serangoon mrt. took 135 =D how zhss-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepartion for babe and hunk pageant: each grp within nazgul sent out a pair and we chose a pair from them to represent nazgul to hunk n babe pageant. it was damn funny! a riot i tell u =D. cos. all of the babes sent out were... GUYS =D woohoo! haha.. there were 2 guys whose waist damn small-they were in a prom like dress and the other in mini skirt! there were two quite muscular ones lol and their clothes not very nice but boy! they were acting so so so girly! =D prolly girly-er can any girl in the sch. one was really really really good. even when he's not on "centerstage" he's still very graceful and flirty lol. the others once they not supposed to be in the "spotlight" (we werent in the hall yet, nieghter was there a stage) they were back to rough, scratch backside(i saw a guy do that k! lol) guys. the really good "babe" even &lt;b&gt;shaved his armpits!!!!&lt;/b&gt; of cos he was voted to be nazgul's babe! the hunk was a guy. quite good lookin =D cldnt see properly thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. so much crossdressing. dont think the govt wld be v happy. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved the atmosphere in the hall(again) lol. when each faction was called out, that faction would scream their lungs out. so reminds me of harry potter! haha. cheerin was fantastic. cos i believe each wanted their faction's to win.. v nice to shout loud loud with the faction =)cheers frm diff factions, one after another (sometimes simouteously lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pageant was v quick n short thou. pair by pair entered hall and we screamed as if they were idols or something lol. zelda had an dressed up anime like character and the hunk came in with the guitar slung behind. cool. sang abit.but the gal not girly one haha. like, normal gal lah =). ithor sent up this malay guy. sang alot. i felt he was most outgoin n comfortable on start. gal was a girly girl but like.. not natural? orisis sent out a guybabe too. cant remember how the hunk was like. oh yeah -_- "zhou jie lun" they chanted when he was on stage. crazy! jay's one and only! haha. didnt look like jay. but he cld play the piano. cldnt hear thou. later each pair went on stage for aroun 5/10/15 min.. short skit. or jus show off. or friendly banter. or strip. lol. next was catwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our babe didnt win(orisis's did)!! ='( so so sad. he deserved it! he shaved his armpit for god's sake! lol =D. hm. was disappointed.. next hunk was annouced. NAZGUL!!! lol. quite surprised. we were countin much more on our babe to win den our hunk =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house/factions/dwellings. whatever u call them. they really create a sense of unity. when u cheer together u get a sense of belonging. everybody want that. sense of brotherhood/commaradary.. so they create it. great scheme lol =P. and if u have a strong sense of belongin to your house, u'll have a strong sense of belongin to sch too..(eg "oh i love my house! it rocks!" u'll prolly love the sch too). no wonder ppl join gangs lol. strong sense of belonging. u feel accepted n stuff. damn. this isnt clear or what i;m trying to express.. ok. this does it, not in form to blog haha too late n tired now. toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img122.exs.cx/img122/9539/zion4xf.jpg" width="100" height="100" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made by yours truely ^_^ can use it as msn display pic if u wan =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110502742802446079?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110502742802446079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110502742802446079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110502742802446079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110502742802446079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-4.html' title='day 4'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110493740017794803</id><published>2005-01-05T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:04:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3</title><content type='html'>hallo dear loyal readers. (who reads my blog i wonder... bet there are ppl who i can say "didnt know u read my blog!" to if i knew my readership haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had games today. glad didnt involve getting muddy or dirty. games were kinda like giant boardgames(sqs drawn on the floor with chalk) with us being the pieces haha... think harry potter and that chessboard =) my OG won lots of games today. more united it seems. played dodgeball too. a first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt another dance. boy. this one's harder. much faster. i was too zombified to remember the moves today. as in to think/run through while dancing what the next move was. ended up in me being kinda blur n messed up. lots of twirlin today -_-. giddy. lol. lucky today my partner was a lil blur too so didnt feel that bad ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's abt it i think. dont feel like blogging much today. i found myself wondering y i blogged so much.. as in like, give so much details, explaining myself out.. i dont have too what. haha. cos i jus like to "talk"? so friends know how my day was? for me to remember the day? so people know me better? it's kinda wierd.. that i blog for all to see (whether close friends or not) and sms the same stuff to ppl closer to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway cca. i found out that some ccas are on &lt;i&gt;saturdays&lt;/i&gt;!so annoyed at that! cos i firmly believed tt 5day week was implemented. well. loophole: sch's closed on sat but those ccas eg dragonboat, ODAC, are conducted outside sch (on a saturday!). haha. i'm definately not gonna take those having trainin on sat. or those with ridiculour amt of training. according to the PEARLS talk today (well.. i was noddin off.. so may have dreamt some of the info up lol) it's really really hard to get cca pts. and damn student counsil gets lots of pts. all other ccas, particiation pts per yr:1. SC:2 -_-. leadership pts oso the highest. v unfair i feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110493740017794803?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110493740017794803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110493740017794803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110493740017794803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110493740017794803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-3.html' title='day 3'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110485279226989792</id><published>2005-01-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:33:12.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2 of Zion (orientation)</title><content type='html'>i'm tired. today wasnt all that energy sappin but i'm gonna have an early night. i have even bathed! i think it's the sleeping at 1.30am first night and nearly 2am yesterday night lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was much more fun than yesterday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;b&gt;m&lt;/b&gt;ild games today (tmr's &lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;ild games lol). one game involved the entire group squeezin on benches, standing, with almost no space for the last person! then, we had to arrange ourselves accordin to bdays o_O. haha. we cheated. next was a memory game. did involve teamwork thou. easy-peasy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd game, was intepreting 2 simple unrelated pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img31.exs.cx/img31/5376/game1xu.jpg" width="217" height="114" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trick was to of cos split into 2 grps, each in charge of one. pic one's wierd. altogether we got 37 interperations within a time limit! yay. lol.. first pic was harder. wahaha. i took iniative to come out n start the discussion with first pic or the ball wldnt have gotten rolling. nice feeling, that i helped my group..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next had a game that's kinda like "twister". nah, nothin much haha. had a long lunch cos we completed the games early! 10.40-11.15! such an early lunch -_- it's practically breakfest! but, it was really long so had some time to know friends better. gonna confess something: i dont know their names. lol! they'll prolly kill me if they knew lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch was "traditional couple dance". i was really curious about the word "traditional". what culture's dance're we gonna learn? turn's out it was erm "NY's" culture lol. they teach it to year ones every year so it's "traditional"-_-. lol! hm,when we first watched the SC/OL do it we were like "crazy! how on earth r we gonna learn ALL those moves!" kinda sceptical. learn move by moves.. turned out quite easy! well except for the waltz part. no problem for me since e1 already learnt it in sec3 camp =) lol.. i ended up leading my partner(he picked it up fast but get a lil confuse sometimes ^^). i'm lucky i wasnt pair with someone with two left feet ^^;. the dance looked v aerobic-y on stage but it was fun doing it lah haha. learnt turning/ twirling today haha.. i think i like dancing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later was like cheering btween the factions =D atmosphere was really good. everybody was cheering! "re nao". and the president of SC/MoMo/xiangxiang's really really humerous! lol! fun guy =D my OLs best haha. made faction time enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, that was today =D. ended early too(3.10pm)! a bonus! haha. it was fun, better than yest =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miscellous stuff: NY's sch sinks are SQUARE! how cute!!! lol..it's not basins but kinda like the cut into the table-top kind? yeah. and. the vending machine sells oreos and twisties (blah, seen b4) and INSTANT NOODLES!like8 over flavours? lol. forgive my countrybumkin-ness.. nvr seen instand noodles being sold in vending machines b4.. and only 90cents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a few decisions today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subj combi: 3 subjs- bio, chem, maths. "Huh?(!) why not trying four subj?" some ppl asked. well... i didnt do like fantastically well in secondary school and would like concentratin on 3 and i dont want long days n end up being tired =) anyway, most courses in uni only require chem/maths.chose bio cos i like bio lots and i dont intent to be an engineer so no need for phy. chem is req for many courses so no choice. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 9pm, during short online conversation with nianya i suddenly decided tat even if i can make it into aj, i'm stayin in ny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summery: &lt;br /&gt;1. having friends n familiarity vs starting out all over again (imagine orientation two!)&lt;br /&gt;2. new compound vs old compound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant stand going thru startin all over again, in unfamiliar sch grds n a sea of unfamiliar faces if i transfer. i did say i didnt mind aj or ny but i think i wanted aj (kinda cos.. it more wellknown than NY but more of becos it was v near my place) but on 2nd thoughts, really doesnt matter ^^; (afterall i'll be travelling to&amp;fro serangoon ave 3 for 4 yrs already, 2 more yrs wont hurt haha) another pt: after ny's new new compound, i cant bring myself to school in an old old sch compound ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. it's better to have decided. yest and today, i was still treating ny as "may not be permanant" so i hold back and kinda detach myself somehow(so it'll be much easlier to transfer). now i can start liking it and put in more effort in getting know my new friends. =D things are gonna be somehow easier now that i have come to a decision =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will probably have to make another decision: CCA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110485279226989792?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110485279226989792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110485279226989792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110485279226989792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110485279226989792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-2-of-zion-orientation.html' title='day 2 of Zion (orientation)'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8086991.post-110476455514649130</id><published>2005-01-03T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:43:27.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School...</title><content type='html'>today morning, i put on my zhss sch uniform.. ate breakfest n got in the car. down the familiar route i havent been on since november.. looking forward to school. den i remembered i wasnt going to zhss, not walking briskly to the classroom so i could meet n shout "hi" to my friends.. haha. nah, it's been at the back of my head, jc, it jus kinda hit me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i walked towards that massive building (hey, it's the biggest sch I schooled in lol.. thou i know other jcs much bigger.. i dont know how much bigger so heck =D haha), was getting excited, plus i suddenly realised i may meet some of my primary school mates!(only saw 1 thou) and. it was cool to walk around n sms w/o it being "illegal"! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of unfamiliar faces/friends-i-hv-not-yet made around. seeing liyana/zhss ppl waving n recieveing sms-es were nice =). wandered around the campass.. nice campass =) with lots of beatiful paintings which i hvnt got time to look at properly yet. aim was to look for yucui -_-. didnt find her till i got into the hall =(. but i did see lots of np ppl. was nice. n i got surpriseS. qiao ru and weiyu!! haha.. those cute friends. and. huishan.. o-kie.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hall was like a carnival. 4 colours. lots of flags with groupnumbers on it. and 4 big flags with Zelda(green), Ithor(blue), Osrisis(yellow?), Nazgul(red) on them. basically, we were split into that 4 main groups, and sub-divided further. i took a seat. and realised i was sitting next to eugene, my neighbour 2 doors away lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt hear a word of the principal's speech lol. anyway, the orientation's called Zion. "last world" cos next batch not more 1st 3 months. there was a short rather cute abeit lame skit. den split into 4 main grps for ice breakers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-11. learn names. (arg!! i suck at learning names! too many! chinese names hard to remember! but then again, think of how the malay students r coping!) played simple kindergarden games where they get the guys n girls to touch (hands only lah!) lol.. orientations always liddat. learnt lots of cheers but of cos everybody not v enthu lol. still, my orientation leaders (OL) were very sporty n didnt get v exasperated. and funny (in other words, lames lol) there were quite some cheers tt i heard b4. some didnt hear b4. interesting. lol. we dont like shouting; OLs always say we clap well ^^;;. always thought there werent any cheers besides the ones np always uses well i'm wrong! lol. there're some cheers i dont know.. wonder who thinks of such things -_- (i'm darn glad i dont need to think of a grp name n cheer thou!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did feel wierd shouting "Nazgul" cos the lord of the rings fan in me knows what they are...ringwraiths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img113.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img113&amp;image=creaturesringwraith8007cc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.exs.cx/img113/2667/creaturesringwraith8007cc.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. the bad, evil guys. who prolly stink too lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it jus occured to me i didnt see junio or zhiliang today.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. did make some friends =) i like ashshyura most. oh yeah while walkin i chatted with this gal.. she was really negative -_-. not in my group. hm. yeah. nice ppl lah mostly =). i like my group leader too, kaiwei. n yes she's a gal. haha when she first called i was wonderin if she was a guy or gal. oh yeah, i saw charline(sp)! she zhss basketballer. it was nice. we were both in aitong pri, zhss and ny now! lol. if we were born same yr i think we would be good friends. she's a friendly friendly fun person =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucui wasnt in Nazgul, niether was she in osirism, the group which nazgul is paired with for lunch etc.. well..... i guess in a way it's good. forces me to mix around. cos otherwise we both would jus stick together. after orientation.. i would like to do that.. but still have some new friends lah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it felt wierd sitting with so many strangers.. it's like. being in heeren where everybody's strangers n everybody sits together n starts/have to make friends lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch compound's new and modern. and incomplete. lol. hall's airconditioned! much better that aj's.... it has squashcourts! i've seen squash courts only twice. in my old condo and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. ny has catholic high ppl, marist,chij, and well. lots of other sch uniforms which i dont recognise. lol.sch uniform makes it easy to look for zhss ppl.. kinda messy, the colours n diff uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch was the boring part. talks. first university talks - NTU and NUS. nus person nt going straight to the pt n talked lots of stuff we dont care abt.. jus tell us the courses n the requiremts lah -_-.. by the end of the uni talks, boy legs were hurting! Suan. was sitting crosslegged. which i havent since the last morning assembly! gosh. it was from 1215-145. and after that, subj combi talk. 2 hrs! felt like eternity! gosh it jus dragged on and on and .......... lol. my handphone's my friend. ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman who talked abt science.. boy. she started from. SCHOOL VALUES! talk abt science lah, please ^^;;. after she did talk abt science, she talked abt critical thinkin, no spoonfeeding etc =S. nag. (i found out from kenneth she's david's mom! i remember she came look for mr tan, my P5 teacher. to agrue over his marks -_-. was unreasonable. mr tan was v irritated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually..she caught my ear when she did talk about interactive learning.. comin armed with question in class, discussions, learning by really gettnig involved. that would be ideal n v good environment but i dont think it'll happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall.. today freaking boring BUT nothing bad happened, i made friends, i laughed and i met yucui so yeah. today was good =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, the real orientation starts.. games n stuff.. i'll be "-_-cheer again?!"tmr haha but orientations n cheers go hand in hand lol.. gonna learn "tradition couple dance"(o_O?) tmr. haha. quite looking forward to it..interesting. AND. i end at 2.45 tmr! (i supposed to end 4.30 today but ended at 5.. so i guess add 0.5h to all timings haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. another thing i'm damn glad about is: you can take any subj combi you want, disregarding your prelims. cos i did badly for bio prelims -_- b4. ususally prerepresit's b3. but den again, someone reminded me bio no prerepresit. but i'm still glad haha..i think i'll prolly take 3 a lvl subj being bio, chem and maths. dont dare go triple science lol. dont think i can handle it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation pack ($20): 2 t-shirts. a ring file with fancifully written orientation grps names on it (i dont like the grey thou. boring). a wristband. $2 phonecard. Student organiser. postcards. sch badge. small towel. not bad.... plus, friday's dinner lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086991-110476455514649130?l=eemiily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/feeds/110476455514649130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8086991&amp;postID=110476455514649130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110476455514649130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086991/posts/default/110476455514649130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eemiily.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School...'/><author><name>emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415359316340738750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
