<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039</id><updated>2011-07-29T14:23:00.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BinG's BloG~</title><subtitle type='html'>photowhore bingg's picture paradise~ (best viewed in Internet Explorer)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-479136754578930662</id><published>2010-07-12T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:41:42.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a new blog for a new phase in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bingbloggin.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://bingbloggin.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's just like uni.&lt;br /&gt;moving on to semester 2!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-479136754578930662?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/479136754578930662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=479136754578930662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/479136754578930662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/479136754578930662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-blog-for-new-phase-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-6865330938355926831</id><published>2008-09-14T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:40:08.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't bear to see byy pout, so i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i got posted to artillery, &lt;br /&gt;my lifestyle has been changing quite a bit~&lt;br /&gt;i must say,&lt;br /&gt;i could get used to artillery life!&lt;br /&gt;when i asked the sergeant &lt;br /&gt;what's the most xiong1 part of the course,&lt;br /&gt;he said, "when you have nothing to do lor."&lt;br /&gt;i was like O.O ... i thought he was joking can...&lt;br /&gt;then the next day,&lt;br /&gt;we ended at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;went back to bunk.&lt;br /&gt;realise there was nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the day. O.O&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was only that day can,&lt;br /&gt;then the next few days we ended at the same time=))&lt;br /&gt;even better,&lt;br /&gt;after a test a week later,&lt;br /&gt;we went back to bunk at like 2pm wtH=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;human nature is like f-ed up la...&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;whenever it approaches 5pm,&lt;br /&gt;we'd be like, "oi, end le ma... 5pm le..."&lt;br /&gt;then we'd be grumpy and stuff lol.&lt;br /&gt;to think that we never had anything more than&lt;br /&gt;an hour of free time in the past haha...&lt;br /&gt;see,&lt;br /&gt;told you i could get used to artillery life=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid-autumn festival's tmr!&lt;br /&gt;i'm all ready to bring byy to a nice park&lt;br /&gt;to walk around with our paper lanterns!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since&lt;br /&gt;i got to bring byy out to relax...&lt;br /&gt;hope we'll have a great time tmr!&lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-6865330938355926831?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6865330938355926831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=6865330938355926831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6865330938355926831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6865330938355926831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-bear-to-see-byy-pout-so-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5850695145353443078</id><published>2008-06-15T10:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T10:58:27.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as bryan's nick goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP goes my heart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP loh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byy~&lt;br /&gt;zhi kai is a pro photographer worr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSA7PrLMkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RS18YnUw2QA/s1600-h/IMG_6183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSA7PrLMkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RS18YnUw2QA/s400/IMG_6183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211932424082764354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underwear man who left his sexy red underwear in da yoiley, &lt;br /&gt;johny pok, &lt;br /&gt;POK!~,&lt;br /&gt;left;&lt;br /&gt;the pro all-rounded dancer,&lt;br /&gt;merith low,&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSCHk1omjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7GNGiKB6nTI/s1600-h/IMG_6199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSCHk1omjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7GNGiKB6nTI/s400/IMG_6199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211933735433837106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD EVENING, SIRRRRR!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSCWt-73rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9glISNxqlso/s1600-h/IMG_6136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSCWt-73rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9glISNxqlso/s400/IMG_6136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211933995586805426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORION 4, da bomb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSCziufraI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5shfAEDSL34/s1600-h/IMG_6201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSCziufraI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5shfAEDSL34/s400/IMG_6201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934490781265314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like yO, POP loH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSDCBptTCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0FdYeZu3Je0/s1600-h/IMG_6132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSDCBptTCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0FdYeZu3Je0/s400/IMG_6132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934739600854050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our families, and loved ones...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSDoWjvR5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9uk9KF8X3b0/s1600-h/IMG_6184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSDoWjvR5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9uk9KF8X3b0/s400/IMG_6184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211935398047991698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mommy~ lau you many&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 weeks just like that,&lt;br /&gt;be it here in sg,&lt;br /&gt;or in faraway china,&lt;br /&gt;byy,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there for me every night&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week in sweet surrender~&lt;br /&gt;lets make the fullest of it~&lt;333&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/20340039-5850695145353443078?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5850695145353443078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=5850695145353443078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5850695145353443078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5850695145353443078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2008/06/aha.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFSA7PrLMkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RS18YnUw2QA/s72-c/IMG_6183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4764378740535648398</id><published>2008-04-27T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T10:47:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should've blogged before i left for army,&lt;br /&gt;but it's ok cos i'm back now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first two weeks...&lt;br /&gt;it was generally quite alright in fact,&lt;br /&gt;just really really want my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;heck with all the tough training &amp; army regimentation,&lt;br /&gt;JUST DONT TOUCH MY WEEKENDS!~&lt;br /&gt;cos without them i would've lost my only motivation,&lt;br /&gt;time with my one &amp; only byy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to be careful, reaLL careful,&lt;br /&gt;not to give them reason to give us confinement.&lt;br /&gt;we must help each other out!&lt;br /&gt;remind each other yep, &lt;br /&gt;cos it really hurts to see u're buddies get confined too yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first weekend out...&lt;br /&gt;it was the best in a long time~&lt;br /&gt;two weeks of accumulative emotions,&lt;br /&gt;all found their way out when i met her~ =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labour day hol is coming!&lt;br /&gt;and and, our anni's coming!!~&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see her again... &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good week byy~&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a good one tuu!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-4764378740535648398?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4764378740535648398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=4764378740535648398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4764378740535648398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4764378740535648398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2008/04/shouldve-blogged-before-i-left-for-army.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-1098382573455391819</id><published>2008-03-30T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:35:08.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my previous post feels like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back here,&lt;br /&gt;blogging bout the same damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it,&lt;br /&gt;the last thing he can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, you break up with her,&lt;br /&gt;or you lose me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can be more drama?&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe why, find it almost comical...&lt;br /&gt;mebbe its cos im alr mentally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're meeting up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;can almost predict that he'll&lt;br /&gt;be the only one rattling away.&lt;br /&gt;can only hope byy will be ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-1098382573455391819?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1098382573455391819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=1098382573455391819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/1098382573455391819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/1098382573455391819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-previous-post-feels-like-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-6099868834120021655</id><published>2008-02-13T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:23:28.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had high fever...&lt;br /&gt;headache, bodyache, tired.&lt;br /&gt;guess it's 'cos i've been&lt;br /&gt;waking early while sleeping late,&lt;br /&gt;and biking everyday under the hot sun lately.&lt;br /&gt;but it can't be just that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not THAT unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;there has to be something else.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't eliminate the emotional stress&lt;br /&gt;i get from dad as one of the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess another major hurdle is approaching.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it has to come sooner or later,&lt;br /&gt;given that i suck at hiding stuff and&lt;br /&gt;leaked out the existence of the relationship&lt;br /&gt;quite a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;dad has been waiting way before my A's&lt;br /&gt;to "talk some sense into me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he always says he gives me a choice.&lt;br /&gt;but if i make the "wrong" choice,&lt;br /&gt;i leave him with no choice.&lt;br /&gt;then he has to step in,&lt;br /&gt;and i am left with a choiceless choice.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;to think that i believed him when he said&lt;br /&gt;the choice is mine.&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i must say he has been persevering really well&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to making me end the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;better than me i guess,&lt;br /&gt;since i haven't been coping well lately.&lt;br /&gt;its annoying that i always get so emotional&lt;br /&gt;when he lectures me about it.&lt;br /&gt;i need to be strongerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i apparently show no improvement in&lt;br /&gt;setting goals,&lt;br /&gt;following a timetable,&lt;br /&gt;having a reading programme,&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;i haven't listened to him in terms of&lt;br /&gt;doing something about the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;he wants to get in contact with her.&lt;br /&gt;he says,&lt;br /&gt;"if i can't get through to you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;if i can't get through to her,&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to talk to her father."&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;so if he can't get through to her father,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what he'll do.&lt;br /&gt;but that's unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;she will have to suffer hell&lt;br /&gt;much worse than mine&lt;br /&gt;if he gets to her father.&lt;br /&gt;it'll have to stop at her.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hey wait...&lt;br /&gt;i can stop it,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't have to reach her.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to do something.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;V Day's coming!&lt;br /&gt;all these things are such a turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;dun spoil the mood yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-6099868834120021655?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6099868834120021655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=6099868834120021655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6099868834120021655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6099868834120021655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-had-high-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-3840387656088379152</id><published>2008-01-17T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:27:38.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wwahhhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;my handphone passed away... T.T&lt;br /&gt;i sent it to the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;but it was too expensive to revive it... ='(&lt;br /&gt;its other significant half with lao po,&lt;br /&gt;seemed to be so sad that it started breaking down too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally,&lt;br /&gt;after two months of travelling back and forth,&lt;br /&gt;failing again and again,&lt;br /&gt;i've finally reached the LAST STAGE of my bike courses!&lt;br /&gt;all i need to do now is to spam this last stage&lt;br /&gt;all the way until the 18th of feb~&lt;br /&gt;i CANNOT afford to fail man.&lt;br /&gt;i sooO wanna ride that scrambler to school&lt;br /&gt;when our results are out in march!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;when my friends ask me what i did last winter,&lt;br /&gt;i'd say...&lt;br /&gt;'nothing man, i got a scrambler~'&lt;br /&gt;lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we don't meet often,&lt;br /&gt;i'm always with you baby&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-3279951921264737470</id><published>2008-01-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:59:09.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;life has been a little roller-coaster-ish since baby's back.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;looking back,&lt;br /&gt;they're all sweet memories i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;the ups,&lt;br /&gt;and the downs,&lt;br /&gt;all of 'em~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;it's been 8 months and going,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm loving her more and more.&lt;br /&gt;so much that,&lt;br /&gt;questions start popping up.&lt;br /&gt;"what if...... what if... what if.........."&lt;br /&gt;but we concluded,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing much to ask ba.&lt;br /&gt;let time tell it all~&lt;br /&gt;all i know now,&lt;br /&gt;is that i want to give her everything i've got.&lt;br /&gt;give and give so that i'll have no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;give until there's nothing left...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Relient K - Give Until There's Nothing Left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me&lt;br /&gt;The right way&lt;br /&gt;The right way to go about this&lt;br /&gt;So I'll figure it out for myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause how much&lt;br /&gt;Is too much&lt;br /&gt;To give you&lt;br /&gt;Well I may never know&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just give until there's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll give give give (until there's nothing else)&lt;br /&gt;Give my life (until it all runs out)&lt;br /&gt;Give give (and I'll have no regrets)&lt;br /&gt;I'll give until there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;I'll give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me&lt;br /&gt;How bad I need you (need you)&lt;br /&gt;But I somehow arrived&lt;br /&gt;To that conclusion all by myself (all by myself)&lt;br /&gt;And I want&lt;br /&gt;All you have to offer (to offer)&lt;br /&gt;So I offer myself and I'll just give until there's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll give give give (until there's nothing else)&lt;br /&gt;Give my life (until it all runs out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give give (and I'll have no regrets)&lt;br /&gt;I'll give until there's nothing left to&lt;br /&gt;Give give give (until there's nothing else)&lt;br /&gt;Give my life (until it all runs out)&lt;br /&gt;Give give (and I'll have no regrets)&lt;br /&gt;I'll give until there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like all I ever do&lt;br /&gt;Is ask for things&lt;br /&gt;Until I ask too much of you&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the way (that's not the way)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live (I wanna live)&lt;br /&gt;I need to change (I need to change)&lt;br /&gt;But something's got to give&lt;br /&gt;Yeah something's got to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give give give (until there's nothing left)&lt;br /&gt;Give my life (until it all runs out)&lt;br /&gt;Give give (and I'll have no regrets)&lt;br /&gt;I'll give until there's nothing left to give&lt;br /&gt;Give give give (until there's nothing left)&lt;br /&gt;Give my life (until it all runs out)&lt;br /&gt;Give give&lt;br /&gt;Give until there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;I'll give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have loved you without holding back,&lt;br /&gt;am loving you like never before,&lt;br /&gt;and will love you with everything i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 8th-month anniversary my dearest~&lt;br /&gt;loveee&lt;3 =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-3279951921264737470?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3279951921264737470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=3279951921264737470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3279951921264737470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3279951921264737470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-bloggie-life-has-been-little-roller.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-3163277847437142792</id><published>2008-01-03T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:50:19.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i know why i never use my blog.&lt;br /&gt;'cos the things that go thru my mind be4,&lt;br /&gt;always become nonsensical after.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;can i delete the prev post now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;if i can't make you happy the next time,&lt;br /&gt;at least,&lt;br /&gt;i won't make you feel worse like i always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sorry,&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-3163277847437142792?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5408564786205714994</id><published>2008-01-02T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:22:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time&lt;br /&gt;i'm using my blog to sort out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;bet i'll end my entry not 'cos i'm all sorted out,&lt;br /&gt;but 'cos i dunnoe wth im saying.&lt;br /&gt;but ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime unhappy stuff happens,&lt;br /&gt;i kill myself over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;it's when i'm so deep in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;that i can't feel myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but this time,&lt;br /&gt;i've been given a little more time.&lt;br /&gt;so an hour ago i thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm already quite dead,&lt;br /&gt;it's a familiar feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but why is it here again?&lt;br /&gt;must it always be like this when something unhappy happens?&lt;br /&gt;it's really quite pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;i was finding fault with myself again.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;of course i did something that darling didn't like,&lt;br /&gt;otherwise there won't be a need for this entry.&lt;br /&gt;but is that the crux?&lt;br /&gt;no one's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;but why is patching up always so painful?&lt;br /&gt;i really dunnoe what to do.&lt;br /&gt;should i listen to jas and place my trust in time to do my job?&lt;br /&gt;eh,&lt;br /&gt;wth am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;damn, &lt;br /&gt;i really suck with expressing my thoughts through this.&lt;br /&gt;come on,&lt;br /&gt;i need a miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-5408564786205714994?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-8881120622751553001</id><published>2007-12-22T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:35:42.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohooo~&lt;br /&gt;it's been a month since the A's are over!&lt;br /&gt;a very meaningful month...&lt;br /&gt;'cus 'cus i got to spend lots and lotsa time with byy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and,&lt;br /&gt;i've already booked my class 2B motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;traffic police test on 18/2,&lt;br /&gt;and will be able to book my class 3C motorcar &lt;br /&gt;traffic police test soon!~&lt;br /&gt;fast right? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian la,&lt;br /&gt;will probably have to take my car test after BMT &lt;br /&gt;'cos im enlisting on 9/4...&lt;br /&gt;very worried suay suay cannot get excuse&lt;br /&gt;from camp then MISS MY TEST T.T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byy,&lt;br /&gt;dun tink i'll be able to buy bike le.&lt;br /&gt;'cos i didn't factor in this thing called insurance,&lt;br /&gt;which will cost around the price of the bike itself T.T&lt;br /&gt;mainly 'cos i'm only 18 years old...&lt;br /&gt;but but,&lt;br /&gt;dun sad sad k~&lt;br /&gt;'cos that just means you have to wait a few months more&lt;br /&gt;before i get my hands on a car!~&lt;br /&gt;mummy says she might get a second car if her job does well yoo~&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably get a bike when i get my &lt;br /&gt;class 2 motorcycle license 2 years later ba...&lt;br /&gt;then can drive bigger fatter bikess=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been poking my nose into the real estate industry lately~&lt;br /&gt;dad's been encouraging me to go for &lt;br /&gt;talks and seminars for exposure,&lt;br /&gt;and i must say,&lt;br /&gt;it really has been inspiring=))&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;it's mainly my greed for money right...&lt;br /&gt;oh and also my want to improve that businessman in me i guess~&lt;br /&gt;haha it's partly to gather some funds to bring byy&lt;br /&gt;to ding tai feng for xiao long bao tuuu!~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cool thing about what i'm doing is that,&lt;br /&gt;the better you get at it,&lt;br /&gt;the faster the money rolls in yea wakakaka~&lt;br /&gt;wish me good luck in making some cold hard cash &lt;br /&gt;these few months awrite~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS IS HERE!~&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time i feel christmas in a few years sia...&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the "Alvin and the Chipmunks" movie!!&lt;br /&gt;playing now is my favourite song from the movie~&lt;br /&gt;hope you get infected by these adorable cchipmunkss!~ =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-8881120622751553001?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-6504725077661242080</id><published>2007-09-18T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:41:35.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby fell sick today. T.T&lt;br /&gt;it's the first since i knew her.&lt;br /&gt;coOl rite~ *heh*&lt;br /&gt;i fell sick once too these few months,&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite a way back.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the last prelim paper~&lt;br /&gt;got to start getting back on track for A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just glad that there ain't normal school 'nemore~&lt;br /&gt;just glad i was there for her... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-6504725077661242080?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6504725077661242080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=6504725077661242080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6504725077661242080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6504725077661242080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-fell-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-6916089033783573847</id><published>2007-09-11T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:25:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's six years on since the attacks...&lt;br /&gt;still remembered how for the first time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;the TV at home was on at 6am in da morn&lt;br /&gt;'cos my parents were woken up by friends&lt;br /&gt;and they rushed down to on the TV...&lt;br /&gt;it was like something you'd see&lt;br /&gt;in the TVs that appear IN movies,&lt;br /&gt;like when some reporter on TV in the movie&lt;br /&gt;reporting some villain sending a monster&lt;br /&gt;to destroy jobingtown...&lt;br /&gt;just that,&lt;br /&gt;jo and bing would be there&lt;br /&gt;to save the day of course!&lt;br /&gt;coOlness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;smack in the middle of prelims now.&lt;br /&gt;it's like the most relaxing exam of my life.&lt;br /&gt;lol~&lt;br /&gt;must be 'cos the teachers keep giving me the idea,&lt;br /&gt;"i dun give a **** what you get for prelims,&lt;br /&gt;just work towards ur A's~"&lt;br /&gt;sounds cool,&lt;br /&gt;but if prelims screw up reaL bad,&lt;br /&gt;like waY worse than my normal bloc tests,&lt;br /&gt;it'll probably do more bad than good&lt;br /&gt;to my already-in-the-dumps morale~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems,&lt;br /&gt;the standard is quite abit closer to the A's,&lt;br /&gt;which means i'd most prob not screw up worse than be4,&lt;br /&gt;and have a sssslim chance of doing slightly better!&lt;br /&gt;sounds great to me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but waaaAAAAHHHHHH~&lt;br /&gt;darling's papers start when mine ends!!!&lt;br /&gt;waaaAAAAaaaaHHHHHH T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wellzz,&lt;br /&gt;that's life... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i feel like I'm drownin in da ocean,&lt;br /&gt;somebody come and take me away~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-6916089033783573847?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6916089033783573847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=6916089033783573847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6916089033783573847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6916089033783573847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-six-years-on-since-attacks-still.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4599846045009847705</id><published>2007-09-06T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:36:09.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tink i'll just end up blogging once a month ba.&lt;br /&gt;at least for now i guess,&lt;br /&gt;until prelim's are over,&lt;br /&gt;then back to once a month again,&lt;br /&gt;until A's are over!~ =DDD&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;when would that be?&lt;br /&gt;of course the 6th luhhh... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 4-month anni my love~&lt;br /&gt;we're getting stronger,&lt;br /&gt;and stronger,&lt;br /&gt;and stronger!~&lt;br /&gt;UNSTOPPABLE!!&lt;br /&gt;love you babe... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to everyone out there&lt;br /&gt;fer ya promos and prelims!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-7873368506985981123</id><published>2007-08-05T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:00:40.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00t,&lt;br /&gt;four more weeks to another batch of exams.&lt;br /&gt;please,&lt;br /&gt;let me get in the mood early so that i can cover more~&lt;br /&gt;life feels so restrictive nowadays…&lt;br /&gt;there’s just so much things i wanna do,&lt;br /&gt;but they all have to wait friggin’ 4 months!&lt;br /&gt;i never take o’s be4 so my first time feeling like that haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lectures are all starting revision already.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have quite abit to finish up be4 i can start pure revision…&lt;br /&gt;come on bing bing,&lt;br /&gt;fasten the pace!~ =D&lt;br /&gt;cos’, only until i’ve started on revision,&lt;br /&gt;will i then be able to really build up the momentum…&lt;br /&gt;cos’ only then,&lt;br /&gt;will u feel that you are kinda getting the hang of stuff ma~&lt;br /&gt;haha until then,&lt;br /&gt;i must persevere!&lt;br /&gt;lol,&lt;br /&gt;then when that time comes,&lt;br /&gt;i think i’ll be needing more and more perseverance ba =.=||…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just banned me from talking in private on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;i only use the phone to talk to jo now.&lt;br /&gt;everything else can be settled via msn or sms~&lt;br /&gt;i got so pissed,&lt;br /&gt;that i called singtel straight after he whacked me,&lt;br /&gt;to change my plan from classic100 to ione plus.&lt;br /&gt;i had classic100 for about 5 years now.&lt;br /&gt;and if u know about how the monthly fees drop,&lt;br /&gt;year after year,&lt;br /&gt;like: 1st year 28, 2nd year 25, 3rd year 23, 4th year onwards 21…&lt;br /&gt;plus caller-id is free...&lt;br /&gt;so when i change to ione plus,&lt;br /&gt;then whooPs~&lt;br /&gt;talk about increasing monthly handphone bills…&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk to jo k,&lt;br /&gt;so dun take it away from me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i always thought time jogs,&lt;br /&gt;the most run la…&lt;br /&gt;but now i really see it fly~&lt;br /&gt;these 2 years…&lt;br /&gt;one hell of a sunny thunderstorm…&lt;br /&gt;doesn’t exist?&lt;br /&gt;but that’s what it felt like to mee.&lt;br /&gt;life felt like life for the first time…&lt;br /&gt;cos’,&lt;br /&gt;getting addicted to computer games,&lt;br /&gt;and waking up in the middle of the night to play,&lt;br /&gt;cos dad doesn’t allow me to play at all…&lt;br /&gt;no life la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;i had girls to chase…&lt;br /&gt;i had a teacher who cared…&lt;br /&gt;i had a wadrobe…&lt;br /&gt;i had a handphone i liked…&lt;br /&gt;i had an ipod…&lt;br /&gt;i had great friends to hang out with…&lt;br /&gt;i had jo to love…&lt;br /&gt;and be loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 3rd month my love!&lt;br /&gt;yup,&lt;br /&gt;like they all say…&lt;br /&gt;things will become mundane and ordinary,&lt;br /&gt;but i will not take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;up til now,&lt;br /&gt;my heart muscles are still growing stronger,&lt;br /&gt;and stronger each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for all the support you have given me,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for all the lessons you taught me,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for all the times you held me up,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for walking down this important,&lt;br /&gt;yet annoying road of academia with me.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i thank you,&lt;br /&gt;for letting me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;the promos are coming,&lt;br /&gt;and it will be over soon~&lt;br /&gt;if there is anything, anything that i can do for you,&lt;br /&gt;please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you more and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/7873368506985981123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/7873368506985981123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/08/w00t-four-more-weeks-to-another-batch.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RrXXsNcvm-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Mz6EmRefIdM/s72-c/IMG_2914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-324235328860095442</id><published>2007-07-18T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:28:35.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too lazy to reflect on my life now...&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that,&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not getting back into the study mode for prelims...&lt;br /&gt;and aca champs are in a week's time~&lt;br /&gt;and omg,&lt;br /&gt;omG,&lt;br /&gt;first time in my short 17 years,&lt;br /&gt;i had 7 friggin' FAT pimples at ONCE... *faints*&lt;br /&gt;u can try to find 'em in the following pics wakaka~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee...&lt;br /&gt;mebbe i'll be able to focus better after aca champs =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;prettae mdm. tengara's b'dae today!~&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;took up nearly her whole economics tutorial to cut cake lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-324235328860095442?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/324235328860095442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=324235328860095442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/324235328860095442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/324235328860095442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/07/too-lazy-to-reflect-on-my-life-now.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rp3Z2k2GR6I/AAAAAAAAADM/NbbU4yLf9cw/s72-c/IMG_2841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-8502477721612384865</id><published>2007-07-07T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:24:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 2nd month darling!~ &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;wow,&lt;br /&gt;that was a fast two months.&lt;br /&gt;mugging and exams make time go by even faster lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to stand by you without my parents noticing.&lt;br /&gt;they came to know that you are troubled,&lt;br /&gt;must've been through some form of eavesdropping haha...&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i'm affected whenever you're down,&lt;br /&gt;can't run away from that.&lt;br /&gt;so it's about staying by your side,&lt;br /&gt;and doing my job as a student,&lt;br /&gt;whether the mood is there or not~&lt;br /&gt;i need to train myself!~ =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read up on some eating places through the internet,&lt;br /&gt;deciding where to bring my baby for our 2nd month~&lt;br /&gt;we landed in some ulu place in bishan,&lt;br /&gt;in the pink and pretty icekimo ice cream shop!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88zsqDeVI/AAAAAAAAADE/dCdT3zDV_78/s1600-h/IMG_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88zsqDeVI/AAAAAAAAADE/dCdT3zDV_78/s320/IMG_0685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084349363183122770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88CsqDeTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uPfR1XcBkl4/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88CsqDeTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uPfR1XcBkl4/s320/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084348521369532722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88X8qDeUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VnjX62YuGkk/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88X8qDeUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VnjX62YuGkk/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084348886441752898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard of the flavour blueberry cheesecake?&lt;br /&gt;lol,&lt;br /&gt;they have it~&lt;br /&gt;and it's damn coOl haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;ever thought of licking teh tarik or milo?&lt;br /&gt;icekimo's the place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-8502477721612384865?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8502477721612384865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=8502477721612384865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/8502477721612384865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/8502477721612384865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-2nd-month-darling-33-wow-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Ro88zsqDeVI/AAAAAAAAADE/dCdT3zDV_78/s72-c/IMG_0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-6088454611594127215</id><published>2007-06-30T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T09:53:49.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well,&lt;br /&gt;it's over.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not happy with my results. =(&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to get a breakthrough,&lt;br /&gt;the threshold is just too friggin' high!&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe,&lt;br /&gt;hope i won't have much trouble with the teacher&lt;br /&gt;on my a cappella championships... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RoW14cqDeRI/AAAAAAAAACk/nXRboZElqgo/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RoW14cqDeRI/AAAAAAAAACk/nXRboZElqgo/s400/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081667735927355666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;spent the first day after exams resting at zhi yong's.&lt;br /&gt;tzemin still had biology the next day,&lt;br /&gt;so i brought joanna over~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RoW2fsqDeSI/AAAAAAAAACs/pYgSfjqtrds/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RoW2fsqDeSI/AAAAAAAAACs/pYgSfjqtrds/s400/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081668410237221154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, you love me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-6088454611594127215?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6088454611594127215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=6088454611594127215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6088454611594127215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6088454611594127215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RoW14cqDeRI/AAAAAAAAACk/nXRboZElqgo/s72-c/IMG_0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5778343024586247809</id><published>2007-06-22T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:19:42.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite,&lt;br /&gt;exams are here,&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;well well,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not freaking out yet,&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm gonna soon!~&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;getting used to it liao.&lt;br /&gt;still got prelims and the big national one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling went through hell...&lt;br /&gt;but luckily,&lt;br /&gt;her enthalpy change,&lt;br /&gt;i assume,&lt;br /&gt;is approximately 0!~&lt;br /&gt;cos,&lt;br /&gt;she was cruelly supplied her bond energy...&lt;br /&gt;(energy required to break her...)&lt;br /&gt;but, buT,&lt;br /&gt;the people who so loved her, supplied her lattice energy!~&lt;br /&gt;(energy required to bring her back together again!~)&lt;br /&gt;so basically,&lt;br /&gt;she took a two-way trip,&lt;br /&gt;back and forth!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad you're happy again dear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear,&lt;br /&gt;i know my hair's short,&lt;br /&gt;but it's not THAT short.&lt;br /&gt;ok la,&lt;br /&gt;my sexy long neck is rather naked though... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RnsxmwGOjHI/AAAAAAAAACc/sGwXHIVOX4M/s1600-h/bc+21+(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RnsxmwGOjHI/AAAAAAAAACc/sGwXHIVOX4M/s200/bc+21+(edit).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078707546606177394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-5778343024586247809?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5778343024586247809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=5778343024586247809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5778343024586247809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5778343024586247809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/06/alrite-exams-are-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RnsxmwGOjHI/AAAAAAAAACc/sGwXHIVOX4M/s72-c/bc+21+(edit).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4196638120247936236</id><published>2007-06-18T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:04:42.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby baby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe we've actually met the elders already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rnae4gGOjGI/AAAAAAAAACU/6IY0lak5DI4/s1600-h/neoprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rnae4gGOjGI/AAAAAAAAACU/6IY0lak5DI4/s400/neoprint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077420323432729698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-4196638120247936236?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4196638120247936236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=4196638120247936236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4196638120247936236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4196638120247936236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/06/baby-baby-cant-believe-weve-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rnae4gGOjGI/AAAAAAAAACU/6IY0lak5DI4/s72-c/neoprint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4563438565818146512</id><published>2007-06-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:00:11.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finished physics...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm left with only 1 week!&lt;br /&gt;like !@#$%^&amp;,&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna finish &lt;br /&gt;chemiStry,&lt;br /&gt;mathematicS,&lt;br /&gt;and econoMicS?&lt;br /&gt;(which i havent started on bwahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wellz,&lt;br /&gt;i'll find a way,&lt;br /&gt;don't you worry darling~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-4563438565818146512?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4563438565818146512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=4563438565818146512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4563438565818146512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4563438565818146512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/06/whew-finally-finished-physics.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-1602487330398195515</id><published>2007-06-06T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:14:07.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'past few days' (quoted from SOMEBODY)&lt;br /&gt;would have been dreadful,&lt;br /&gt;if not for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there,&lt;br /&gt;when my nose screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there,&lt;br /&gt;when my eyes screwed up because of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you once again for preparing meals for me,&lt;br /&gt;which were filled with your love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first anniversary of my life,&lt;br /&gt;the anniversary of a month,&lt;br /&gt;the month with you my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmZsvQGOjFI/AAAAAAAAACM/iC0GI858I0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmZsvQGOjFI/AAAAAAAAACM/iC0GI858I0Q/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072861589310180434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day to remember,&lt;br /&gt;the sixth of may...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-1602487330398195515?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1602487330398195515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=1602487330398195515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/1602487330398195515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/1602487330398195515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/06/past-few-days-quoted-from-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmZsvQGOjFI/AAAAAAAAACM/iC0GI858I0Q/s72-c/IMG_0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-172220582562838489</id><published>2007-06-02T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T22:53:53.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omG,&lt;br /&gt;after all these years,&lt;br /&gt;and i only found out noW.&lt;br /&gt;wtH,&lt;br /&gt;why only nOW~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;baby was telling me bout her concession pass.&lt;br /&gt;and i was telling her how my big sis has calculated some time ago&lt;br /&gt;that using the normal topping up of the ezlink card when it's low&lt;br /&gt;would be cheaper than the concession pass.&lt;br /&gt;but wtH,&lt;br /&gt;so totally noT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe,&lt;br /&gt;let's analyse...&lt;br /&gt;say i only go to sch 5 times a week and stay at home on weekends&lt;br /&gt;(which is soooOO not gonna happen),&lt;br /&gt;it will cost me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(45c + 35c) x2 x5 x4 = $32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35c for switching bus&lt;br /&gt;x2 for going to sch and coming back&lt;br /&gt;x5 for mon to fri&lt;br /&gt;and x4 for 4 weeks of the month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hOly $32 friggin bucks with no life on weekends!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;concession pass is only $27.50!&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;i get to ride all week round for a flat $27.50 lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;to think i was spending up to double that amount a month,&lt;br /&gt;for the past hoW manY yeARSSSS! *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;was being a good boy,&lt;br /&gt;studying myself at the queenstown library todae.&lt;br /&gt;a lady in her forties was carrying 2 stacks of books&lt;br /&gt;to the seat opp mine but on the same table though.&lt;br /&gt;i then shifted to the seat beside so that she would have more space.&lt;br /&gt;she noticed and thanked me, yay~&lt;br /&gt;wait wait,&lt;br /&gt;here's the interesting part.&lt;br /&gt;she started referring to the books &lt;br /&gt;which i then realised were all about design,&lt;br /&gt;and started drawing damn coOl diagrams &lt;br /&gt;and folding very professional designs!&lt;br /&gt;i was totally distracted can~&lt;br /&gt;lucky she didn't notice (i hope).&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i was sniffling abit as usual &lt;br /&gt;as it was still quite early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;it's been like that since i was young,&lt;br /&gt;some chronic nose thinggie...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the day passed quite fast and t'was already 3++pm.&lt;br /&gt;she then started to pack up and leave.&lt;br /&gt;but just before she left,&lt;br /&gt;she came over to me and started telling me some coOl stuff!&lt;br /&gt;she attempted to speak to me in english,&lt;br /&gt;but i could see she was not comfortable with the language,&lt;br /&gt;so i replied in chinese and the conversation went on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ah boy ah~ 你的鼻子hor, 我教你怎么弄好。" lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises head and raises one eyebrow* me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你去拿海盐(sea salt)，放在水里，然侯把它倒进鼻孔。" lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises eyebrow higher* "是不是杀菌？" me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"对！我儿子就是这样好起来的。你做多几次，包你也好起来！" lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;let's hope it really works!&lt;br /&gt;then bye-bye to sniffles!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmFmYfq2WgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9cPKDzNh4EA/s1600-h/IMG_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmFmYfq2WgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9cPKDzNh4EA/s320/IMG_0300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071447226400004610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmFmrPq2WhI/AAAAAAAAACE/VxQtpCFhXs4/s1600-h/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmFmrPq2WhI/AAAAAAAAACE/VxQtpCFhXs4/s320/IMG_0302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071447548522551826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling, let's make pancakes tmr~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-172220582562838489?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/172220582562838489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=172220582562838489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/172220582562838489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/172220582562838489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg-after-all-these-years-and-i-only.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RmFmYfq2WgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9cPKDzNh4EA/s72-c/IMG_0300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-6164957267605618746</id><published>2007-05-29T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:55:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvYDPq2WbI/AAAAAAAAABU/krnbMUbWlus/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvYDPq2WbI/AAAAAAAAABU/krnbMUbWlus/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069883355793086898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tzemin in action~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvXwfq2WaI/AAAAAAAAABM/fwzYCyX8DRc/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvXwfq2WaI/AAAAAAAAABM/fwzYCyX8DRc/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069883033670539682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiyong is aiming~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvYo_q2WcI/AAAAAAAAABc/EP7RbBmQMLc/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvYo_q2WcI/AAAAAAAAABc/EP7RbBmQMLc/s400/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069884004333148610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby ready for the shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvY-vq2WdI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZPFAJWJrmSI/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvY-vq2WdI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZPFAJWJrmSI/s400/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069884377995303378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvZXvq2WeI/AAAAAAAAABs/9RO8lYwhEmw/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvZXvq2WeI/AAAAAAAAABs/9RO8lYwhEmw/s400/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069884807492032994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear, i had the best time of my life!&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed it as much as i did~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-6164957267605618746?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6164957267605618746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=6164957267605618746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6164957267605618746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/6164957267605618746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-i-had-best-time-of-my-life-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/RlvYDPq2WbI/AAAAAAAAABU/krnbMUbWlus/s72-c/IMG_0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5125310168787200140</id><published>2007-05-24T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:27:21.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00t,&lt;br /&gt;there's 2 weeks worth of mould here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, the hols are coming and i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;MUST recover by tonight!&lt;br /&gt;i've got the go global competition tmr and i needta stayover.&lt;br /&gt;omg, later i get sick again.&lt;br /&gt;then there's aca prac on sunday and choir concert in the night...&lt;br /&gt;going on double date on monday...&lt;br /&gt;class chalet on tues...&lt;br /&gt;get high concert on fri...&lt;br /&gt;then NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;i must start studying.&lt;br /&gt;just 3 weeks to common tests after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap,&lt;br /&gt;im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i studied for 2 weeks solid in march and i obtained an avg of E.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell am i gonna get all Cs with 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;made a kinda forced-deal with my teacher that&lt;br /&gt;i can't go for aca champs if i dun get all Cs...&lt;br /&gt;lol,&lt;br /&gt;so what's gonna happen if i don't?&lt;br /&gt;lol,&lt;br /&gt;i'd just die when the time comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no,&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna die...&lt;br /&gt;i can't die yet.&lt;br /&gt;darling, let's ace it together~&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4460030443850582317</id><published>2007-05-10T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:19:34.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back on track~</title><content type='html'>yea,&lt;br /&gt;i'm back on track~&lt;br /&gt;(at least i'd like to think so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least,&lt;br /&gt;imma getting a hang,&lt;br /&gt;of kickin' procrastination right outta the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just look forward to those 1 or 2 days every week,&lt;br /&gt;and work my ass off the rest of the other days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wash away all my metal fatigues,&lt;br /&gt;and bring me new life and energy to face the days ahead~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with you around,&lt;br /&gt;life's simple,&lt;br /&gt;life's good~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my life. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-4460030443850582317?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4460030443850582317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=4460030443850582317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4460030443850582317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4460030443850582317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back-on-track.html' title='i&apos;m back on track~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-2924589031699248918</id><published>2007-05-07T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:38:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life afresh~</title><content type='html'>today is the start of my new life,&lt;br /&gt;emotionally,&lt;br /&gt;academically,&lt;br /&gt;go figure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;yay,&lt;br /&gt;found out how to get rid of sandy pics~&lt;br /&gt;just have to use blogger to upload my pics...&lt;br /&gt;thx xiang yi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg has been reborn...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-2924589031699248918?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2924589031699248918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=2924589031699248918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/2924589031699248918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/2924589031699248918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-afresh.html' title='life afresh~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5892801703554034035</id><published>2007-05-05T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:42:29.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod~</title><content type='html'>whee!&lt;br /&gt;i bought myself an ipod nano!~&lt;br /&gt;it's refurbished la,&lt;br /&gt;so it's cheap cheap cheap!&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe what's refurbished?&lt;br /&gt;it means when you send in ur ipod for repairs,&lt;br /&gt;and when you get a new one back,&lt;br /&gt;apple refurbishes ur old one,&lt;br /&gt;and sells 'em as refurbished ipods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup,&lt;br /&gt;i got mine at $210 for a 4gb,&lt;br /&gt;when it costs $310 in da market~&lt;br /&gt;so people,&lt;br /&gt;if you're intending to get a cheap ipod,&lt;br /&gt;visit the online apple store,&lt;br /&gt;scroll all the way down,&lt;br /&gt;see refurbished ipods on da left yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,&lt;br /&gt;u can only order them thru credit card or phone.&lt;br /&gt;man am i lucky to have joanna help me!&lt;br /&gt;cos dad most prob won't let me buy it thru his...&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;jojo helped me fill it up with her cool song collection too yo,&lt;br /&gt;which i will take at least a month to finish listening wakaka~&lt;br /&gt;and i will sooo take my time... =)&lt;br /&gt;thx for the infinith time joanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;some pics to round it all up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7l2bfgeUI/AAAAAAAAABE/bmd0EBNQeXc/s1600-h/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7l2bfgeUI/AAAAAAAAABE/bmd0EBNQeXc/s400/IMG_1241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061735754466621762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at king's arcade with joanna, jaslin and sarah~&lt;br /&gt;and this dish just kicked ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7labfgeTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fwo3bN3JC6I/s1600-h/IMG_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7labfgeTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fwo3bN3JC6I/s400/IMG_1250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061735273430284594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, we went to ny poly's choir concert!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7kfbfgeSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/poJxWBxmTVw/s1600-h/IMG_1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7kfbfgeSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/poJxWBxmTVw/s400/IMG_1291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061734259818002722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pretty shot outside the theatre~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7iO7fgeQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lb7fMo-3iFg/s1600-h/IMG_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7iO7fgeQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lb7fMo-3iFg/s400/IMG_1322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061731777326905602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my a cappella friends from M18 were invited too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7h1LfgePI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YqzRujdBUxo/s1600-h/IMG_1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7h1LfgePI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YqzRujdBUxo/s400/IMG_1362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061731334945274098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kbox last weekend with colin, jo and xiang yi~&lt;br /&gt;this pic is just sooO dao and AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;presenting, xiang yi and colin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7hULfgeOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TliJlHisjEA/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7hULfgeOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TliJlHisjEA/s400/IMG_1377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061730768009591010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were emo-ing...&lt;br /&gt;(dunnoe why i still smiling wakaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7gRbfgeNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ySid2WEbY7Q/s1600-h/IMG_1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7gRbfgeNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ySid2WEbY7Q/s400/IMG_1381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061729621253322962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg, oUT!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-5892801703554034035?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5892801703554034035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=5892801703554034035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5892801703554034035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5892801703554034035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/05/ipod.html' title='ipod~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/Rj7l2bfgeUI/AAAAAAAAABE/bmd0EBNQeXc/s72-c/IMG_1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-7338705107980165686</id><published>2007-04-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:29:35.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS part 2~</title><content type='html'>whoops,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;it all makes sense now.&lt;br /&gt;just found out today During CS,&lt;br /&gt;CS is NOT Community Service lol.&lt;br /&gt;it's Corrective Service larh.&lt;br /&gt;wth,&lt;br /&gt;*hides face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good week ahead pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biNg biNg boNg boNg~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-7338705107980165686?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7338705107980165686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=7338705107980165686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/7338705107980165686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/7338705107980165686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/04/cs-part-2.html' title='CS part 2~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-843026558672345290</id><published>2007-04-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:08:09.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS~</title><content type='html'>know what CS is?&lt;br /&gt;Community Service.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a kind-hearted thing to do eh?&lt;br /&gt;but NO,&lt;br /&gt;it just isn't in Hwa Chong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, decided to pon GP (General Paper) lesson on fri.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'd get away with it,&lt;br /&gt;since my other china friends frequent that.&lt;br /&gt;even if i do get caught,&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't be tHAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, guess what?~&lt;br /&gt;yup,&lt;br /&gt;you're right,&lt;br /&gt;i went right smack into the pool of deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i got into deep shit!&lt;br /&gt;wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos she decided to do group work&lt;br /&gt;and realised there were people missing! (i tink)&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were sent for CS!&lt;br /&gt;it's a punishment haha,&lt;br /&gt;not zi4 yuan4 one lolz...&lt;br /&gt;liew,&lt;br /&gt;suay suay i wanted to go for some financial career talk.&lt;br /&gt;then got my form teacher into lots of trouble too...&lt;br /&gt;cos i reaLLY wanted to go for the talk,&lt;br /&gt;and had to go through her for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt?&lt;br /&gt;be a good boy and never, EVER pon anything again,&lt;br /&gt;until UNI! waKAKAKAKA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/neoprint.jpg"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for the big fat neoprint as promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg, ouT!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-843026558672345290?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/843026558672345290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=843026558672345290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/843026558672345290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/843026558672345290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/04/cs.html' title='CS~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-3110804203954576914</id><published>2007-04-19T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:39:08.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior Treat Senior (JTS)!~</title><content type='html'>had the beST weekend in ages!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had yet another wonder-ful aca prac on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;t'was at joanna's friggin' nice house!&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;she has her own music room.&lt;br /&gt;drumset.&lt;br /&gt;electone.&lt;br /&gt;electric guits.&lt;br /&gt;sound system.&lt;br /&gt;oooH my...&lt;br /&gt;second,&lt;br /&gt;her family is like a music band.&lt;br /&gt;everyone play's everything.&lt;br /&gt;take heed,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;(the common instruments la haha)&lt;br /&gt;but be4 that,&lt;br /&gt;i took some realli pretty neoprints with colin n jojo!&lt;br /&gt;(hee, will put 'em up asap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for Junior Treat Senior (JTS) in da evening!~&lt;br /&gt;it was fantabulastic i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;thrashes our Senior Treat Junior (STJ). rwar.&lt;br /&gt;as i said a long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;in one of those previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Always speak louder than words~&lt;br /&gt;(dunnoe why pics are sandy, sorry...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1103.JPG" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting feng, the ever so gay (happy) class monitor of my junior class~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1116.JPG" width="300" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this ice-cream-in-goldfish-bowl is called The Grandfather. ownage~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1119.JPG" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty yumin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1139.JPG" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute little-girl li sha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1158.JPG" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother zhi yong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1159.JPG" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't they look adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1160.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hawt girls from my class~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1161.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class of all times~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/jts/IMG_1162.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors and juniors, all in one!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you liked my little bingg-ful picture galore! C:&lt;br /&gt;cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-3110804203954576914?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3110804203954576914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=3110804203954576914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3110804203954576914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3110804203954576914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/04/junior-treat-senior-jts.html' title='Junior Treat Senior (JTS)!~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4769866140223529683</id><published>2007-04-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:37:51.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meep~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/personality/personality.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/images/personality_philosopher.gif" alt="Testriffic.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;checked out this personality test thru xiang yi's blog.&lt;br /&gt;like wtH?&lt;br /&gt;philosopher?!~&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll open up my choices to philosophy in uni...&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Hawt *ssSSSss*:&lt;br /&gt;latest additions to my radio!~&lt;br /&gt;my current favs...&lt;br /&gt;thanx to xiang yi again for these mesmerizing songs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharine McPhee - Over It&lt;br /&gt;Keane - Bedshaped&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - Irreplaceable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eNjoY!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-4769866140223529683?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4769866140223529683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=4769866140223529683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4769866140223529683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/4769866140223529683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/04/meep.html' title='meep~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-3825421884426001895</id><published>2007-04-08T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:55:35.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first fruitful practice session in ages~</title><content type='html'>yea, t'was fruitful...&lt;br /&gt;we had nice red grapes,&lt;br /&gt;nice dried longans...&lt;br /&gt;even nuts and seeds~&lt;br /&gt;几 fruitful 一下...&lt;br /&gt;(whoopssorryjoanna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;t'was really fruitful the other way too,&lt;br /&gt;'cos we had our first recording!~&lt;br /&gt;it actually sounds like shit la,&lt;br /&gt;but who cares~&lt;br /&gt;we're sooO gonna improve in no time,&lt;br /&gt;right guys? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ aca peeps:&lt;br /&gt;you can download the recording &lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/music/its_you.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;can play from my radio also if u wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was tinking,&lt;br /&gt;dun send it to angie please... it really sounds like shit lOl.&lt;br /&gt;the most we just make her a little happy next week &lt;br /&gt;'cos we can complete the song ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said, you guys rocK!&lt;br /&gt;so rOcK oN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg, oUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-3825421884426001895?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3825421884426001895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=3825421884426001895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3825421884426001895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3825421884426001895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-first-fruitful-practice-session-in.html' title='my first fruitful practice session in ages~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5817374147418118639</id><published>2007-04-07T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T20:18:21.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy, i'm back in the a cappella scene~</title><content type='html'>man do i miss the feeling of harmonizing in an a cappella group...&lt;br /&gt;damn mah lu la,&lt;br /&gt;took me some time for me to sing in tune at first.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i got da hang of it soon.&lt;br /&gt;haha, we're on the song "It's You" by Hookslide currently&lt;br /&gt;and it roX my SoCKS, whee~&lt;br /&gt;check it out on da radIO peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met many nice, friendly and approachable people there...&lt;br /&gt;there's colin, xiang yi, joanna, beverly and many others~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people ruleZ!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-5817374147418118639?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5817374147418118639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=5817374147418118639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5817374147418118639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5817374147418118639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/04/holy-im-back-in-a-cappella-scene.html' title='holy, i&apos;m back in the a cappella scene~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-651032943081770866</id><published>2007-03-31T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:36:02.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 reasons why it’s great to be a guy~</title><content type='html'>lol, i’m suddenly in a fetish for this ‘x’ no. of things thinggie.&lt;br /&gt;last time it was ‘30 Things Guys Want Girls To Know’ rite~&lt;br /&gt;todae, i’d like to address something i’ve never thought about for a loooong time.&lt;br /&gt;yeS! why being a guy pwns~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. &lt;br /&gt;2. A five day vacation requires only one suitcase. &lt;br /&gt;3. Your bathroom lines are 80% shorter. &lt;br /&gt;4 You can open all your own jars. &lt;br /&gt;5. Old friends don't give you crap if you've lost or gained weight. &lt;br /&gt;6. Dry cleaners and haircutter's don't rob you blind. &lt;br /&gt;7. When clicking through the channel, you don't have to stall on every shot &lt;br /&gt;of someone crying. &lt;br /&gt;8. Your ass is never a factor in a job interview. &lt;br /&gt;9. You can go to the bathroom without a support group. &lt;br /&gt;10. Your last name stays put. &lt;br /&gt;11. You can be showered and ready in 10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;12. Your underwear is $10 for a three pack. &lt;br /&gt;13. Cheerleaders&lt;br /&gt;14. You don't have to shave below your neck. &lt;br /&gt;15. Chocolate is just another snack. &lt;br /&gt;16. Flowers fix everything. &lt;br /&gt;17. You can wear a white shirt to a water park. &lt;br /&gt;18. Three pair of shoes are more than enough. &lt;br /&gt;19. Nobody stops telling a good dirty joke when you walk into the room. &lt;br /&gt;20. You can whip your shirt off on a hot day. &lt;br /&gt;21. You don't have to clean your apartment if the meter reader is coming by. &lt;br /&gt;22. One mood, all the time. &lt;br /&gt;23. Gray hair and wrinkles add character. &lt;br /&gt;24. You don't have to leave the room to make an emergency crotch adjustment. &lt;br /&gt;25. Wedding Dress $2000; Tux rental $100. &lt;br /&gt;26. With 400 million sperms per shot, you could double the earth's population &lt;br /&gt;in15 tries, at least in theory. &lt;br /&gt;27. People never glance at your chest when you’re talking to them. &lt;br /&gt;28. You can rationalize any behavior with the handy phrase "F*#k it!" &lt;br /&gt;29. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. &lt;br /&gt;30. You can sit with your knees apart anytime, anywhere, oH mY~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-651032943081770866?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/651032943081770866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=651032943081770866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/651032943081770866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/651032943081770866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/03/30-reasons-why-its-great-to-be-guy.html' title='30 reasons why it’s great to be a guy~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-4689293728703994571</id><published>2007-03-26T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:02:46.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee, a new section in my radio~</title><content type='html'>yup, i'm opening up a new section in my radio!&lt;br /&gt;it's for all my personal recordings~&lt;br /&gt;basically, i dig out all the lead vocals with my trusty sound forge knife,&lt;br /&gt;then i sing over what remains...&lt;br /&gt;'cos it's not easy to find karaoke songs at all yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, if u're wondering why there's no music,&lt;br /&gt;go select a track a hit 'play'!&lt;br /&gt;i turned off the autostart in case it randomly selects my recordings&lt;br /&gt;and someone sues me creating noise pollution. bleahhh.&lt;br /&gt;the recordings are generally softer, so up ur volume peepS.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha, i aspire to be a singer one day yea, &lt;br /&gt;so i'll be needing all ur feedback, whoever's out there! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg, ouT!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. sssomebooodyyyy taggggg pleaseee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-4689293728703994571?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4689293728703994571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=4689293728703994571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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lunch on this very hot saturday afternoon!~ &lt;br /&gt;when it comes to eating out (not at hawker centres), i'm a total retard. &lt;br /&gt;i bet i don't know the place you'd die to eat at...&lt;br /&gt;other than venezia gelateria and spizza which i just visited this week~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piang, it's blocs week.&lt;br /&gt;but it feels just like the week AFTER blocs.&lt;br /&gt;that just goes to show my studyin style has improooved...&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;my ideal studying style is to be consistent all year round.&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;when major tests and exams come,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so stressed out that i'll go watch movies and eat out!~&lt;br /&gt;with who?&lt;br /&gt;of course with the people who share the same ideals as me la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~ leon just intro-ed to me olivia ong's songs~&lt;br /&gt;olivia's so nice is soOO nicE!~ muahaha&lt;br /&gt;check it out at my radio if ya haven't come 'cross it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics to add colour to my so very dull blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/spizza.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my order of Ursula which is made up of &lt;br /&gt;tomato, mascarpone, spinach, capers &lt;br /&gt;and of course smOkeD sAlmOn~ yumyum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spizza, pronouced 'spiz-za' is damn zai and unique~&lt;br /&gt;their crust is soOO thin,&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i thought of was table-waters biscuits lOl.&lt;br /&gt;it's a totally new sensation to your normal pizzas,&lt;br /&gt;no shit yo, go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/bcdar2.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pic taken by darinne at venezia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/bcdar.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheEse~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg, oUT!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. someone pleeAse tagg. i have like 3-month-old tags there cAn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-2248445989948731182?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2248445989948731182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=2248445989948731182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/2248445989948731182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/2248445989948731182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/03/spizza.html' title='spizza~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5112103252647489132</id><published>2007-03-18T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:02:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow, that was fast for a second entry~</title><content type='html'>lol~ just got this sent to my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i've gotten something of substance mailed to me.&lt;br /&gt;And, i kinda agree with most of 'em, right guyS?&lt;br /&gt;for girls out there who haven't come across it yet, &lt;br /&gt;it'll be an interesting read too! (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Things Guys Want Girls To Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We're not as perverted as you think we all are.&lt;br /&gt;2. No matter what YOU say, your ex-boyfriend IS a LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;3. We like you to give us hugs and kisses sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't argue with us when we call you beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't treat us like crap, what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;6. We know you're pretty, that's one of the reason's we're going out with you.&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't go into detail about your period. It scares us.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you have cramps and we ask you what's wrong, just tell us it's that time of the month and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;9. If you really liked us for us, you would let us think that our mustache, beard, or sideburns looked cool.&lt;br /&gt;10. We never shave our legs. So get over it.&lt;br /&gt;11. NEVER ask us if you can put makeup on us. It's just wrong............&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't make bets about us, because one of your friends will tell us, if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;13. When we tell you that you're not fat, believe us.&lt;br /&gt;14. We absolutely do not care about the Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, 98 Degrees, or what any other guy looks like for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;15. We may not be able to pee accurately all of the time, but at least we can stand up and go pee.&lt;br /&gt;16. Just cause you think you're always right, doesn't mean that you don't have to apologize when you do something "wrong."&lt;br /&gt;17. You expect us to say and do sweet things for you, but it would be nice if you did the same every once in a while. We like to know that you love us.&lt;br /&gt;18. We can't always be spontaneous, so try to help us make the plans sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;19. Don't ask us to beat up another guy for you, cause you might get what you wish for.&lt;br /&gt;20. Never kick us in the nuts "just to see what we would say". That's just mean.&lt;br /&gt;21. Never pretend like you are going to break up with us and laugh when we believe you.&lt;br /&gt;22. Pamela Anderson's boobs aren't fake anymore, but we like yours better anyway.&lt;br /&gt;23. Size doesn't matter, except to idiots who don't want a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;4. PMS is not an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;25. If you want us to put the seat down when we're done, you should put it up when you're done.&lt;br /&gt;26. Don't tell us how cute your ex-boyfriend was. That doesn't turn us on.&lt;br /&gt;27. And always remember: The way to a guys heart is through his stomach..... and maybe....oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;28. NEVER ask us to kiss other guys. You might be that comfy with your friends, but to us it's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;29. We always notice how funny it is after your rip out our heart, stick it down our throat and still want to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;30. And last but not least: We know you're not always right, but we'll pretend like you are anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Good Luck for blocs peeps~ &lt;br /&gt;The secret to doing well at this point in time: &lt;br /&gt;just turn in early tonight la. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingg, ouT!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-5112103252647489132?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5112103252647489132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=5112103252647489132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5112103252647489132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5112103252647489132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow-that-was-fast-for-second-entry.html' title='wow, that was fast for a second entry~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-3359865631612465218</id><published>2007-03-17T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:49:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog o’ ennervate~</title><content type='html'>wasSup peeps. how bout a clap or two for my first entry 3 friggin’ months into&lt;br /&gt;the new year~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to revive it! blog o’ ennervate…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiiiiz, what am I doing in front of the comp when I should be muggin’.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to blocs.&lt;br /&gt;all I want out of this first blocs is just to keep up with my momentum of muggin’.&lt;br /&gt;dun wan life liao. just a few more months ma.&lt;br /&gt;so how? come home straight after sch everyday.&lt;br /&gt;be the guai nerd. if I can do that then zai diaO~&lt;br /&gt;should be able to, no CCA le… just that Network every tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oMg. it’s the first national exam since PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;still rmb those days… muggin’ before PSLE was The life.&lt;br /&gt;squeezing in the back of my papa’s showroom at far east shopping centre around&lt;br /&gt;a table reading off 1 vocab assessment book with 6 other besties.&lt;br /&gt;we’d run over to shaw house to buy Happy Cup bubble tea then.&lt;br /&gt;catch a movie every few days to reward ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;wa, come to think of it, I tink my movie frequency was the highest then. omG~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, no pics this time! promise there will be with the after-blocs entry.&lt;br /&gt;this time, not only have I updated my radIo with my current fav. songs,&lt;br /&gt;I have put up a very Very nice anime for you guys out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Byousoku 5cm Part 1 - Oukashou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first short episode of a 3 part anime.&lt;br /&gt;therestareshorttoo&lt;br /&gt;sodungetfreakedout&lt;br /&gt;justgowatchk&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;so far, only the first episode is released with high definition and subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;it’s really one of the best out there, muST wATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-f6wI35kNI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-f6wI35kNI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a low-res on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;come download the full high-res one on my webspace! &lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/byousoku_5cm_part_1_-_oukashou.avi"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the animation quality really brings it to a whole other level~&lt;br /&gt;enjoy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-3359865631612465218?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3359865631612465218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=3359865631612465218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3359865631612465218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/3359865631612465218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-o-ennervate.html' title='blog o’ ennervate~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-8873881486644359910</id><published>2006-11-24T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:27:02.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back diana~</title><content type='html'>hahaha, ok tzemin you were right, the next post is about diana's end-of-year visit!~ i'll blog about my cruise trip on da next entry i guess muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee... this time it wasn't a sentosa outing, nor was it a lunch-plus-movie-in-town outing, but a stayover at zhiyong's house!~ it's was a hell lot of fun 'n laughter lol. we went to eat lunch 'n catch material girls first thing that day. the movie was very cute and extremely entertaining, but yes, the plot sucked haha... we took neoprints too!~ hee, the best i've taken so farrr, Very Good...!~ later, we played monopoly and we made it fuN!~ (dunnoe why, i had the impression it wasn't tHat fun haha) Hee, we played bridge too... hee, i also practised a few songs on guitar for a very meaningful sing-along session, namely 遇见, 情非得以 and 爱我别走... then the guitar pro tengen took over with other songs such as more than words, tears in heaven, love me and 对面的女孩看过来... so fun la haha... diana sure can scream and shrill at anything sia, the whole atmosphere was damn high la lOl...~ oH yes, we watched jU-ON in da middle of da nitey, ooooh mmyyyy, damn scary...!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these memories will stay with me forever... hope they will stay with the rest of you too!~ love you guys!~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN3662.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOl, tengen starting the sumptuous dinner at zhiyong's house!~ he's friggin' hungry i tell ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN3668.jpg" width="300" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's diana!~ random shot by tengen~ nice lighting and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN4721.jpg" width="300" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee, this is where we will set up camp for da night!~ i must say, zhiyong, ur blankets are da besT!~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN4741.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lool, tzemin and zhiyong smirking at the lyrics as the rest of us prompts them to sing-along!~ so shy haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN4742.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't that such a happy family!~ this is our 全家照!~ hee... cheeese XD ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN4751.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day... what's left of the happy family lol...~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN4752.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/DSCN4753.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, posing with zhiyong's left-handed guitar and my right-handed guitar!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/neoprint.jpg" width="600" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="800" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/diana/neoprint2.jpg" width="150" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sexy neoprint pics!~ just love 'em!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, if only we could stay like that forever... nvm, just have to wait half a year for diana to come back again... but then we will be mugging for A's!~ hahaha... already missing the happy times...!~ I'll be back to blogg soon!~ Cheers!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-8873881486644359910?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8873881486644359910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=8873881486644359910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/8873881486644359910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/8873881486644359910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-back-diana.html' title='welcome back diana~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-5446894287111473335</id><published>2006-11-17T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:44:32.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear tzemin's bdae pai4 dui4!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;w00t!~ 2 full months plus a few days huh~ I've got so much things to talk about, but they just won't come out... guess I'll just blog down my life in terms of the activities I've captured in pictures!~ a little elaboration here 'n there would complete it yeap!~ welC to my picture paradise~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this post, it'll be all about dear tzemin's bdae party!~ abit too late to be bloggin about it la, cos it was on 7/11 (hope i didn't get it wrong again =P). but then again, never too late!~ heehee, on that day, wengchi and I went to zhiyong's house to decorate the room while zhiyong himself served as decoy and brought tzemin somewhere else lool!~ in only 2 hours, i feel we did a terrific job!~ zhiyong gave her a very big and cuddly bear with a pig companion while weng chi and I did her a sketch of the 4 of us!~ not to 4get, zhiyong baked her a choC brownie cake omg!~ so sweet la... as I always say, pictures speak a thousand words, so here goes!~ enjoyyyyy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3396.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finished product of zhiyong's bedroom!~ so lor-man-ti-ke~~~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3398.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other side of the room!~ the candles are just fantabulastic...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3405.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sexy piC of our presents all laid out on da bed~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3410.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;feast ur eyes dude!~ zhiyong's choc brownie cake!~ it's absolutely delicious...! makes me doubt whether he got help with it, but still, it's totally his efforts!~ =P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3416.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, pose!~ doesn't it look like what u see in da sketch?~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3427.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i lurrrve this pic... i can nearly feel myself in that room with all my buddies when i look at this... =]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3436.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photowhoring with my brudderr heng zhi yong...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3437.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture perrrrfecT!~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3446.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wengchi: what. i'll whack you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3447.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah liew eh, my face really damn long larhx... =P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/tmbdae/DSCN3450.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back soon (i hope)!~ cyaZ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-5446894287111473335?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5446894287111473335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=5446894287111473335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5446894287111473335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/5446894287111473335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/11/dear-tzemins-bdae-pai4-dui4.html' title='dear tzemin&apos;s bdae pai4 dui4!~'/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-115787115874587680</id><published>2006-09-10T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:57:27.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really had no idea what would happen this holiday... Of course, it would be ideal to stay at home, mug and mug... But, it's a friggin' holiday!~ Lucky for me, I had the best of both worlds! Muggin' and having a jolly fun time at the Reading Room!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's becoming a habit... Oh my, I'm becoming a photo-whore. Picture time!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/reading_room.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, like who takes pictures in the reading rooM? Only photo-whore bingg will do such a thing!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/reading_room2.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a break with a photo-taking!~ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/reading_room3.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ya call that? Yes, teh2 bing1... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/yong_chye.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Chye Chicken Rice!~ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/prince.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a meal at Prince!~ Oh dear, we've been to all the places nearby many times over... Just didn't manage to catch some pictures at Thai Noodle House and Curry Wok!~ =P &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/yuru.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumin's dajie Yuru is going overseas to study! Didn't catch what uni... What's she gotta do with me? Haha, Yuru's my choir grand senior also la... Yumin! Stay strong!~ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/cartel.jpg" width="300" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzemin cutting bread at Cafe Cartel!~ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/supreme_platter.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared a Supreme Platter, delicious!~ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/cartel2.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all that bread omG!~ If everyone is like us, order a $10 Supreme Platter then spam bread, poor Cafe Cartel's gotta close down soon =( &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/cartel3.jpg" width="400" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfecT!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a good break!~ Can't believe I'm looking forward to school... Haha, 2 weeks to go!~ Everybody jia yoUX!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-115787115874587680?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/115787115874587680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=115787115874587680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115787115874587680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115787115874587680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-really-had-no-idea-what-would-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-115728069083133749</id><published>2006-09-03T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:32:11.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No, I shall not brag about how long I have not blogged again. I have learnt my lessons... Let's keep it short shall we? =P haha... Alrite!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say, a picture speaks a thousand words. Here's a few to speak those thousands of words!~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best birthday celebration of my life this year!~ Tzemin and Zhi Yong baked me a orange cheesecake on Friday (25/8)!~ Alamak, forgot to take picture of it haha... Anyway, it was very sweet of them, I was sooO touched!~ Thank You!~ We had an enjoyable evening at a a cappella performance by Key Elements at YMCA where we took lots of fun photos. Yes, yes, photo-whoring again... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/birthday5.jpg" width="400" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the show to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/bc3.jpg" width="300" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So romantic!~ Candle-lit performance on the rooftop of YMCA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/birthday3.jpg" width="300" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to bring home lOts and LOTS of chips from the coupons given for each ticket purchased...!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One full week after, my dear piano friend Oriana brought me out to watch Devil Wears Prada and gave a my biggest birthday present ever!~ Haha, what a birthday I'm having this year...!~ Thank You too Oriana!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/orianabc.jpg" width="300" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing with the big bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Aunty Ann brought our family to a restaurant at the Singapore Science Centre for a gathering because Aunty Rosy came for a visit!~ We had a buffet and I got to take pictures of food for the first time!~ They look pretty good up here I think! Guess who I saw there too?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/lunch2.jpg" width="400" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All rAw!~ Heavenly tenderness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/lunch3.jpg" width="400" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had like up to 10 types of cake omg... Here are the 6 I picked!~ Good pick, no? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/lunch.jpg" width="400" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Sophia!~ I was having trouble identifying her and was hesitant to say hi at first. She looks Vv different outside school haha...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!~ Thanks for dropping by!~ Must update more often... Must update more often... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-115728069083133749?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/115728069083133749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=115728069083133749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115728069083133749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115728069083133749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-i-shall-not-brag-about-how-long-i.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-115544231389254336</id><published>2006-08-13T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T18:20:17.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Day didn’t mean much to me when I was younger. To me, it was just a day every country has, a day to remind people that they belong to this red dot on the world map, a day to remind people of our multi-racial identity, nothing more. It was, in fact just like any public holiday just that it lasts for 2 days. For the first day, we’d be out of school by 10am. For the past 4 years, school celebrations were just tradition and they got more and more boring. I’d remember rushing to LAN centres with my class for Counter-Strike and DotA after squirming in our seats for a few hours in that stuffy hall. For the second day, I’d just be rotting at home and catching a glimpse of the celebrations in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, things are different. There were memories to keep, experiences to treasure. As part of the choir, I took part in performing for the Holland-Bukit Timah GRC National Day Observance Ceremony and also for the internal school celebrations. During that period, we spent many fun hours learning 2 dances and revisited many national day songs for the performances. The times spent together were magical. Really must thank our president Kai Xuan, vice-president Kimberly, Sarah and Yvonne for creating those simple yet wonderful dances. It’s been a long time since orientation that I got to learn new dance-steps, Thank You. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, our class CIP was carried out on Saturday (12/8). It was loads of fun, at least for the morning session!~ =P We sat down together, squeezing hair gel into these tiny and cute glass bottles, followed by inserting glitter, decorations and macaroni alphabets to form words such as Love, Dream, Hope, Happy, etc. Of course, there would always be VSA on the other side of the bottle which stands for Very Special Arts, the society we are raising funds for. All that sounds quite fun already, but the most enjoyable part for me was that we could make those bottles for our friends!~ Many of us inserted our friend’s names into the bottles and paid a small sum of $1 to take them home haha… Cover costs for the organising group. As for the session after lunch, we headed down to Orchard Road to do road sales with our bottles and tin cans. It was hard, simply because there were so many other groups, mainly from RJC, and the mentality of the people on the streets were, “Get away from me!~”. Haha… It’s really not easy when you get rejected again and again. But it was hell of an experience!~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made my day, or rather my evening, were fireworks!~ After a busy day of trying to fill up the bottomless tin cans, we were all tired. I didn’t want to go home. Everyone was heading somewhere for some fun on the streets of Orchard Road and I just didn’t wanna go home lol… Rimmel then said that I’d have to entertain her for an hour before she goes to meet her canoe friends for fireworks. Then, I asked if I could tag along and off we went! Was introduced to her canoe friend Yihang. She’s one sweet and friendly girl. Got to talk to her just like old friends almost immediately lOl. Rather surprised I can get to talk to people like that. I suppose that’s what you get when two friendly people meet!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="5" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/rimmelbcyihang.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rimmel was sooO happy she got to eat new zealand's natural...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="5" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/rimmelbcyihang4.jpg" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;A shot taken in the midst of thousands walking home from a night of heavenly fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Hwa Chong girls canoe team only consisted of 6 girls, Rimmel was like, “Bing, you’re going out with 1/3 of the team!~ CoOl rite?~”. Then I was like, “TotalLY! I already know 2/3 of the team!~”. This is the order I got to know 2/3 of the team: Sophia (met her when I was trying to get into A.E.P.), Rimmel (joined us after first 3 months), Yanhan and then Yihang (got to know both through Rimmel). The fireworks were fantabulastic!~ Never got to see them live… Just love those which end up in showers, they look heavenly haha… Rimmel, thanks for letting me tag along for that wonderful evening. Yihang, so glad I got to know you! Thanks for doubling the fun!~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a contrasting entry to my previous one… (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-115544231389254336?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/115544231389254336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=115544231389254336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115544231389254336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115544231389254336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-didnt-mean-much-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-115380231057389194</id><published>2006-07-25T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T18:20:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Laughs out loud*... 3 weeks of lag again... Life just doesn't slow down. Yea yea, they always say, "time waits for no man", "everyone has 24 hours a day". But, why can't I get enough of it? Papa says I need to plan my time, come up with a detailed one and stick to it. I just can't, always procrastinating, don't even wanna try again 'cos i failed so many times before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few weeks ago, I received the biggest blow in my life. Grades: B U B U U. Yes!~ *BooBoo!* Totally freaked out for awhile, but I'm back on track again! (I hope...) I mean, I've never failed any form of examination before, much less 3 in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And last week, I finally got over it!~ Yes... The National A Cappella Championships '06! Sounds cooL right, but it was a failure for our team haha... Nevertheless, I never regretted joining the team, having all those great times together singing our hearts out, and of course, that fateful and painful, yes, Painful ending, where I learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group, M18, took 2 days off school on Wednesday and Thursday (19/7 and 20/7) to lock ourselves in a room in Coasta Sands Resort behind Downtown East to practice for the event on Thursday night. There, we learnt a new song Break Away by Kelly Clarkson which was suppose to replace Our Story by Tension as it didn't sound nice. We also practiced our main hit Lady Marmalade (Yes, our group leader Jeremy turned us into prostitutes) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the efforts we put in, it just didn't turn out right, it was a total disaster. We were used to very loud microphones as we couldn't sing very loudly with our head voice (falsetto) to reach those high notes. The competition microphones cannot be adjusted and we couldn't even hear ourselves. We can only blame ourselves for being under prepared. Jeremy even argued with our vocal percussionist Isaac right before the competition which brought the whole team spirit down. Damn sad la... =( ... You can feel it too right... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="5" src="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/blog/singing.jpg" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bing happily singing away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so much for sad stuff. Another cool thing about the competition was that everyone is a winner!~ There was the 1st place... 2nd place... and... Everyone else gets third!~ hee... That means there was five 3rd places in our college category!~ haha... cute right... Come to think of it, the time and effort didn't go to waste because I learnt a lot! (which I don't know how to put in words haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, it's only less than 10 weeks away to promos!~ And exactly 1 week away from my piano exams!~ Really must settle down, be a nerd, mug and mug and mug after my piano exams. I'm lagging badly. Haven't even read through much of my notes this term, much less complete my tutorials. Damn, where did all my motivation go!~ Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much angst...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-115380231057389194?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/115380231057389194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=115380231057389194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115380231057389194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115380231057389194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/07/laughs-out-loud.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-115200656008242712</id><published>2006-07-04T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T17:55:15.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy... Talk about time flying… 2 MONTHS!~ omg… Is this a new record or what…?~ There are just so many memorable things that came and went and I didn’t pen them down! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choir scandals&lt;br /&gt;the big day&lt;br /&gt;j2’s farewell&lt;br /&gt;choir a cappella craze&lt;br /&gt;block tests’ freak out&lt;br /&gt;world cup fever&lt;br /&gt;michael’s return from canada&lt;br /&gt;diana’s visit from australia&lt;br /&gt;budak pantai zainess&lt;br /&gt;external a cappella rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh… It really feels good to list out stuff to talk about since I always wreck my brains to think about something to write about. AlrighT!~ I’ll take my time to write about the above in random order (although they were placed in chronological order…=D). So, especially to those who have been chasing me to update, even threatening to “jump out of my closet and raid everything in my fridge”, here goes!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-115200656008242712?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/115200656008242712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=115200656008242712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115200656008242712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/115200656008242712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/07/holy.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-114735706903896549</id><published>2006-05-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T22:17:49.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is the main job of teenagers? Study! Of course, we have to enjoy ourselves in the process too. As the saying goes, “Study hard, play hard.” Sadly, I just can’t keep the balance. As such, I went to pay the library a visit recently. It was the very first time I went to the library to study properly at the tables. I must say, it gets quite competitive trying to find a good seat and keeping it throughout the day. It was indeed a memorable day for me. Having slept well the previous night, I had no difficulties keeping awake. Also, because I went alone, there was no distraction, not even a single person to talk to. As a result, I accomplished quite a bit that day and I was really happy. Really recommend everyone to give it a shot one day. You won’t regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too early to think about filling up your subject combination points with a H3 or two? I don’t think so. Selection tests are already taking place for H3 mathematics and I was sitting on the fence, deciding whether to give it a shot. After giving it some thought, I decided not to participate. Hope I’m not missing out. I don’t have a passion for mathematics and I just want to pull through for A’ levels. However, I do have a genuine interest in economics! I enjoy learning new economics concepts and am really keen to enter the business sector in the future. However, I just can’t get the hang of those economics tests. In fact, I’m not doing well for Any subject test for that matter. I’d really like to fill up that last subject combination point with H3 economics. As such, I really need to buck up to make it through any selection test in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the topic that I never miss out – Choir. This week, we got blasted by our conductor Ms. Lim. It was hell, yet it felt good. I’ve never seen any teacher scold college students to this extent before. As usual, we didn’t do our homework of memorising the scores. However, this time, we were told not to refer to our scores. Furthermore, Ms. Lim suddenly wanted the choir to sing on its own without a conductor. I then realised that we were always relying on the conductor, be it Ms. Lim or our student conductors, to provide us with the feelings and emotions of the song. We crumbled. It all came crashing down. She didn’t stop to encourage us. No, she didn’t. She went on, and on, and on. Since there wasn’t any sky, it felt like the ceiling would fall. Yes, I was affected like everyone else and we sang badly, again and again, song after song. However, a part of me was smiling. “We need this wake-up call,” I told myself. It was just a week to our concert and we have not even internalised the songs. We were trying to refine them. It was all a big joke. Clearly, our foundations were not set right. I could feel it “shaking” then. Wow, never had such dramatic CCA sessions. We’d better do something before its too late, before we tarnish the Hwa Chong brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-114735706903896549?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/114735706903896549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=114735706903896549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114735706903896549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114735706903896549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-is-main-job-of-teenagers-study-of.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-114650032003219519</id><published>2006-05-02T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:18:40.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’ve been bragging repeatedly for the past few weeks about choir and how it takes up so many hours a week. My father had already anticipated this since the start of the year and has been reminding me time and again to manage my time wisely so as to keep up with my lectures and tutorials. Of course, I didn’t. He wouldn’t have to keep reminding me if I could. However, when I look around to the other choristers, they never seem to have a problem about turning up for extra practices sessions to meet those unreasonable deadlines. In fact, they are the ones who initiated these sessions. Are they coping well academically? Or is it just me? I don’t think they would want to fail their tests too right? That’s why I keep thinking I just need more time to study than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about studying, it just turns me off. It’s not just about finding time to settle down and study. Even when I finally do find the time, focusing is an even bigger problem. Furthermore when I get stuck at a question, there is a high tendency to spend even more time revisiting the question again. However, I always console myself to the fact that I’m not alone and many other people face the same problem. Then again, that’s no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, Wentao, our class assistant CT representative, sent an SMS to our class regarding Miss Tengara wanting our class to carry out a class CIP project that I, as the welfare representative, would be in charge of. Until now, I have not approached her regarding it. Over the weekend, I have thought over what we as a class can do. I must say, our class, 06S64, is quite a unique class. From an outsider’s point of view, we are a bunch of lazy people who cannot be bothered to do anything other than those which are compulsory. However, as an insider, I feel that our class is a very mature and fun-loving class. I enjoy being in 06S64. But taking everything into consideration, I feel that it would not be appropriate to organize a trip out of school to carry out CIP. After all, the turn up would not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, I have two proposals. First, we can find a way to sell food items in the canteen like how the netball team has sold ice-cream. Another feasible food item would be waffles (yum-yum). Then, the profits received would be donated to charity. Secondly, we can invite external vendors such as Bread Talk or Old Chang Kee to bring in their products into the school canteen and we can sell them as a class. Before they step in, we could arrange a deal with them to donate part of the earnings to charity. I feel that the idea is brilliant! We do not even have to step out of school and we can do our part for the community. After all, money does make the world go round. As for the other aspects of CIP where service is involved, we’ll leave it to another time when the class is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-114650032003219519?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/114650032003219519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=114650032003219519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114650032003219519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114650032003219519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-bragging-repeatedly-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-114485531651186326</id><published>2006-04-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:21:56.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do not know if things have started to turn for the better or the worse. There is no longer any time left for me to laze around anymore, but it’s amazing that I can still find time to do so. Within these few upcoming weeks, tests are coming up to consolidate what we have learnt so far. Furthermore after that, what separates us from the block tests are just the mid-year holidays. Hopefully, I would be able to properly utilize this one full month to prepare myself for the block tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had a very interesting CT session with our caring and fun-loving civics tutor Miss Tengara. Our class was gathered in a classroom instead of the usual auditorium and we were told to write letters to ourselves which would be sent back to us at the end of the year. At first, I found it extremely meaningless to do so. However, as everyone settled down to write, I also started to pen my thoughts. Slowly, I started to find meaning in the exercise. It was an avenue to list down my current situation, my goals, my obstacles etc. It makes me realise where I really stand and what I need to do, fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised when Miss Tengara released us early from the classroom and told us to join her for tea at the canteen. There, she told us more about her upcoming wedding during the June holidays. We could see that everything was already planned out right down to every little detail and she was waiting patiently for the time to come. By showing so much interest in her wedding, it seemed that we were even more excited about it than she was. Miss Tengara even went on to answer questions posed by Yumin as to how she met her fiancée, how love blossomed and how he proposed to her etc. Time flew by and it was time for us to leave for our various CCAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later during choir practice, our work plan was given out to us showing exactly what we need to do for the following two months. Upon reading the schedule, I feel excited yet even more stressed at the same time. In the week ahead, we have to complete our banner painting and prepare various songs for the publicity stunt we would be performing during assembly over the bridge. This would kick start the advertising for our upcoming choir concert located at Victoria Concert Hall. Furthermore, practice sessions have become more frequent and it all just adds up together with my academic worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all just a challenge. Here I come!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-114485531651186326?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/114485531651186326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=114485531651186326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114485531651186326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114485531651186326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-do-not-know-if-things-have-started.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-114347190570887875</id><published>2006-03-27T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:11:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since my first year in high school, I have never stopped writing essays or journals for such a long time. It has been a few weeks since our last essay writing exercise in school and I have stopped blogging for a while already. Floating in the midst of piano collections by the Final Fantasy Series, it makes putting down one’s thoughts into words a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this period of time, most of us have already settled down and gotten used to the pressures of juggling homework and tests, CCAs and our social lives. However, new things just keep appearing before me, making me question what actually settling down means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE lessons are really interesting as different classes were split into different modules and we were lucky to kick off with tennis. It was a whole lot more fun and joy compared to the rounds we ran around the school in preparation for our Annual Cross Country at the start of the year. I love tennis. When I first came to know about tennis, I found it very amazing to be able to play this “expansion” of table-tennis. While playing table-tennis I was already very excited about learning the different spins and smashes. Then, I was introduced to tennis. I was totally awed at how players rallied with each other. It just feels so satisfying to me to be able to bring the ball right over the net with speed. As such, I do play tennis sometimes with friends in our free time and use it to keep in touch with others from my orientation group or even those in different schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, choir practice has also been much more interesting with the approaching of our concert in May. When we start to master our songs, strive to sing in harmony and endure the hardships together, it just feels more exciting as the days draw closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I still am struggling to catch up with the lectures and tutorials. I know that once I am behind, it is hard to catch up. It is a vicious cycle. Once you are about to fully understand a topic and complete its tutorials, a set of new notes and its accompanying tutorial makes it way into your file. My father always reminds me, “Yes, you must enjoy your youth and make the most out of it. But no matter how you put it, studies will always come first. Make sure you put your priorities right.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will catch up. I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-114347190570887875?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/114347190570887875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=114347190570887875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114347190570887875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/114347190570887875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/03/since-my-first-year-in-high-school-i.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113975784434382075</id><published>2006-02-12T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T23:24:04.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, It's been ages... As usual... But in contradiction to my previous post, I'm back in choir. Whee... I've decided to give up other commitments and put my heart into my studies and cca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sounds lame... But I went to watch I Not Stupid Too today myself. Keyword is myself. And after the show, I was indeed happy with my decision. I came out with red eyes and totally emptied my tear glands. Am I too emotional? I just thought that t'was cos' I was with no one else. If there were people I know around, unconciously I wouldn't shed so much tears aha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Neo sucks with storylines la, but he kicks ass with making viewers cry like mad, then laugh like crazy immediately in the next scene, then fall silent, ready to cry again in the next next scene... It's so hilarious, yet so sad... But yea, he really brings out our culture, that's what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... Come to think of it, the only movies that made me cry were Jack Neo's films. Probably cos' I'm not into movies so much and only catch those real popular ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an idea of the problems faced by people my age, but watching the movie (where it was quite exaggerated) made it so darn clear... It's sooo cool. Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113975784434382075?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113975784434382075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113975784434382075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113975784434382075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113975784434382075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-its-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113879751143981303</id><published>2006-02-01T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:57:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well! Finally found The time… But as always, to gain something, you have to lose something else… I decided to quit choir… Went to Chinese Calligraphy and Painting Society instead… Why? …Choir takes up 9 hours a week and that’s not all. Choir practice starts from 4++ and I tend to waste the whole afternoon before it. Therefore in the end, the actual scenario is that ALL Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays are Totally gone… Just feel like sleeping when I get home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it’s not That great to just be part of the Hwa Chong Choir. If you think about it, winning individual awards would be preferred anytime over being part of a choir which won gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope I did the right thing… School’s great… Settling down… Making new friends… Making friends into better friends… It’s been dynamic… Feels good…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lovin’ it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113879751143981303?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113879751143981303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113879751143981303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113879751143981303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113879751143981303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-finally-found-time-but-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113820144113516020</id><published>2006-01-25T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:12:16.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha... Wonder when am I eva gonna sit down properly to blog... It's kinda late now, so I guess I'll drag it on to another day, as usual... Aniwayz, just putting up more pictures of our lovely OG17! (Which basically has only a few of us left =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first neoprint with some of our OGmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/neoprint.jpg"&gt;http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/neoprint.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of our OG outing at Zhi Yong's house! Enjoy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/zhiyongs_house.zip"&gt;http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/zhiyongs_house.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, next up on OG17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrating Yi Huang's birthday on Friday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sending dear Diana off at the airport on Saturday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paying a Chinese New Year visit to Zhi Yong's family next Saturday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just hot and sizzling here with OG17! Stay tuneD!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113820144113516020?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113820144113516020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113820144113516020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113820144113516020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113820144113516020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113792347750523469</id><published>2006-01-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:14:39.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey gals and guys! Everytime I see OG17 pictures, I really play those memories through my mind again and again... Just feels great! I'd like u people to experience that too! So here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I zipped Everything up, into 3 files, for our 3 outings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/marche.zip"&gt;http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/marche.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/sentosa.zip"&gt;http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/sentosa.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/dianas_house.zip"&gt;http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/dianas_house.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't get this fabulous picture done by Mindy of our OG17 group photo, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/og17_mindy.bmp"&gt;http://www.crappy3friends.com/furyz/og17_mindy.bmp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana, we wish you the best in your future endeavours! We will always be beside you in mind and in spirit in the form of our lovely pictures! Hope to see you around in the future. Good Luck! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113792347750523469?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113792347750523469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113792347750523469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113792347750523469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113792347750523469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-gals-and-guys-everytime-i-see-og17.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113725045080702512</id><published>2006-01-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:51:52.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s been a full week since I last blogged. Come to think of it, I realised it’s just a phase and that it’s not smart to blog a full passage on a regular basis. Campfire last night was the night of all nights, just as the seniors have said at the beginning of orientation. T’was even better than New Year celebrations at Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going through a new phase in my life that makes me feel very weird. I basically start to think I’m downright lousy at socialising and I become super-sensitive to every thing I do with my friends, thinking about it again and again. Everything just feels so fake. But, I know it’s not the case. I’m just thinking too much. Just makes me think about what in the world is friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can’t wait for lessons to start, for things to settle down, for all these to clear up. More importantly, for me to get used to co-ed. Damn… My female OG friends were complaining about the guys in their class behaving non-gentlemanly and I just hope I’m not like that. Non-co-ed sucks big time, now I have to go through all this crap. But I guess it has its pros too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to tell myself what I told a friend: “Remember the past, hope for the future, live in the now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need time……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113725045080702512?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113725045080702512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113725045080702512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113725045080702512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113725045080702512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-full-week-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113647078511840215</id><published>2006-01-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:49:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The third day of orientation has ended making me feel like I’m at the other end of the universe. Similar to day one, momentum built up as the day went on, and into the night… As usual, we had lots and lots of games all over the school compound. In terms of bonding, our orientation group (OG) wasn’t exactly ideal yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were kind of loose at first, walking down pathways, looking at other OGs cheering their hearts out. I was wondering what happened to us. Even when Mindy, our orientation group leader (OGL) started off cheers, our response was barely there. I was worried. But, I just couldn’t pluck up the courage to lead the cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, things turned out for the better later in games which we started to win such as “twin soccer” where we actually won prizes (different brands of green tea for everyone in the OG which I found really refreshing after a exciting but tiring day) for scoring four goals. Although the rain stopped us from our games occasionally, it was great fun and time flew by. Before we knew it, orientation for the day ended. By that time, it was pouring heavily outside the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how, I don’t know why, but everything that happened on this day felt like a dream, a really great dream. I really would like to experience this dream again. Anyway, as it was raining cats and dogs, I just wanted to go home. But Bryan reminded us that we should go for an OG outing. At that time, I was thinking that he must be out of his mind and that he just had nothing better to say. Come to think of it, I just feel like hitting myself hard for thinking that way. Thinking back, I must say that we are extremely lucky to have certain people in the OG for making our OG a success. If not for Mindy to suggest an OG outing, Bryan for pushing it through, Diana and Tze Min for keeping the door open by supporting the outing, nothing would have happened. I really admire Diana and Tze Min because they were still willing to go even after nearly all the other girls said that they wouldn’t go. They were outnumbered totally by more than ten boys, but they didn’t mind. Now that’s called sporting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so glad when most of the girls came to join us at the bus stop slightly later. We took a bus to The Heeren, still undecided on what to do. But when we finally reached, we decided to buy a present for Mindy and meet up with her for dinner. When we walked into the shopping mall, another part of me took over and I started doing things I really don’t do usually. May be it was because I was uncomfortable with the way we were wandering around, may be it was because it was the first proper social outing I’ve had in my life. But anyway, I started engaging everyone and we became more and more like a class who has known each other for years. Throughout the shopping, I just had to tell everyone not to block the way (basically gathering in a circle in the middle of walkways for discussions) again and again. It just came out, I didn’t think. So if anyone was offended, I’m sorry. But that didn’t seem the case as all the girls were giggling away every time those words came out and the boys thought the same. At some point, we even had the security guard staring at us, greatly increasing the frequency of my reminders. There were many other little happenings that brought much meaning to the whole outing such as deciding between two good buys. We would fuss and make so much noise and it was just great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it simply, buying of presents for Mindy and seeing the look on her face when she received them was the peak of our outing and I really had the time of my life! Thanks to everyone for making shopping so fun! We were laughing non-stop throughout while choosing her presents and I really hope to be able to shop like that again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Cheers for OG17! *Clap*, *Clap*, *Clap* x 3, *Clap* x 4, OG17!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113647078511840215?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113647078511840215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113647078511840215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113647078511840215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113647078511840215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/third-day-of-orientation-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113629232754120968</id><published>2006-01-03T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:25:18.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On this day, I am officially a junior college student. Day 1 of orientation was a great success in my opinion. I was highly impressed by the way my seniors carried themselves, welcoming us into their big Hwa Chong family. While participating in the activities carefully planned out by the council, I can feel the great difference of maturity and togetherness displayed by my seniors as compared to the life we led in the high school section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off without much of a bang, but the element of fun picked up momentum as the schedule rolled on... By the time we were done with all the academic briefings and were assembled in the hall after lunch, it all then began to feel like an orientation. It was then that “I’ve Had The Time Of My Life” (Name of one out of many mass dances we learnt today) since my primary school days. No matter how hard I tried to find another reason for all this refreshing feelings and experiences, nothing came up. Yes, it was because there were girls around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the mundane but necessary academic briefings which were basically to introduce us to the syllabus of each subject, the rest of the day was broken down to mainly four portions – icebreakers, dancing, singing and cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icebreakers wasn’t that successful as the modification of “Whacko” my orientation group leader Mindy decided to let us play didn’t really let us have a chance to get to know each other well, although I must admit that it did break the ice. The name of the modified version was called “Husbands and Wives”. Rather than going around “whacking” others while trying to remember their names, this modification is a comparatively less energetic game. At first, the girls were made to stand behind the boys and the boy sitting in front of each girl is her “husband”. At first, there would be Mindy without a “husband”. So she would call out names of the boys while the girls have to tap the boys before they can walk to Mindy. Later, the boys then had to tap the girls who had their names called out, before they had a chance to walk away. Although it wasn’t a very successful modification as there was much cheating involved such as finding out the name of the person in front of you first, the hilarious mistakes brought about much giggling and laughter which made the game a successful icebreaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we gathered at the hall for the days climax – dancing, singing and cheering. These sessions were basically for us to learn the Hwa Chong mass dances, songs and cheers for frequent use in the activities throughout our two years there. I found the dancing most entertaining as seeing the whole hall move together in one fluid motion was just too satisfying. Furthermore, some of the many mass dances required us to find partners of the opposite gender. With well choreographed dance movements passed on from many years ago from the rich tradition of Hwa Chong, we all had a great time with our partners. For me, I loved the feeling of dancing with someone else, laughing at each other when either of us made a mistake, at the same time also consoled that everyone else is going through the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start off day 1 of orientation 2006! I really look forward to the two whole weeks of healthy fun and thank the council for all their efforts. From today’s experience, my urge to join the Music &amp; Dance Society is getting stronger and I hope it would be a choice I will not regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shagged now. Although day 2 is mainly academic according to the programme booklet, I guess should go to bed early. I’m hoping that the people from the rest of the junior colleges who are having their orientations enjoy loads and loads of fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113629232754120968?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113629232754120968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113629232754120968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113629232754120968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113629232754120968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-this-day-i-am-officially-junior.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113621288374635488</id><published>2006-01-02T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:41:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Last Hours of Ancient Sunlight… what a precise way of portraying the situation our world’s depleting resources are in. Written by Thom Hartmann, this book was recommended to me by my father. He told me to study it as it would aid me greatly, expanding my pool of resources to meet the demands of the General Paper module. More importantly, the book would provide me many new perspectives to the current situation our world is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only after reading a tenth of the book, I have already gained many new insights and perspectives to what is wrong and why our world is in peril. It is amazing how Hartmann can piece together his floorless wholesome viewpoint which has much cold hard facts as backing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now try to summarise what little I have digested so far. First, Hartmann emphasizes that we are all made of sunlight. Think of it this way – we all feed on plants directly or indirectly through herbivores or even-more-indirectly through carnivores that eat herbivores and so on. Since plants are the only organisms which have the capability to store energy from sunlight through a series of chemical reactions, they are the reason why we can live on this beautiful earth, so thank them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time mankind first roamed the earth, they lived off what their environment could provide them directly – basically fruits to pluck and animals to hunt. However, when humans discovered that some animals they hunted could feed on other plants that they could not, the idea of domestication and herding was born. From then on, food supplies soared and population was on the rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on, mankind discovers more and more different means of garnering energy. But ironically, these resources were in the forms of minerals, coal, oil etc. and were limited. Sadly, humans became more and more dependant on these limited resources, turning to mechanization and other forms of technology to further strain the already depleting reserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hartmann puts it in a way that makes me feel that the sky will really be falling down on us. I can only hope that the solutions he speaks of which I will get to read in detail in the later parts of the book can raise my spirits again. In his concept, the word at hand is sustainability. When humans start to use up energy more than the earth is getting daily through sunlight, it is bound to deplete sooner on or later. The driving force of our world today is mainly oil. As these oil reserves are formed over millions of years, they can be termed as “ancient sunlight”. As such, we are draining what little is left of this “ancient sunlight”. Furthermore, we are nearly totally dependant on these limited resources as the massive oil industries are actively suppressing the development of garnering alternative energy resources. As the years go by, we are improving our technology to harvest these resources at a quicker pace, making it seem as though advances in technology are actually driving us to the verge of destruction on many fronts. Therefore, the situation we are in seems very bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have written above is basically only one of the many concepts Hartmann has brought out in his amazing book which Neale Donald Walsch, author of Conversations with God has labeled, “One of the most important books you will ever read in your life”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you found the entry meaningful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113621288374635488?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113621288374635488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113621288374635488&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113621288374635488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113621288374635488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-hours-of-ancient-sunlight-what.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113610013482427077</id><published>2006-01-01T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:04:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hee...once you start, you just wanna keep going don'tcha! Well, here’s my second entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, a Happy New Year to everyone! I'm very happy this year because I started it off with my first foam party in my life! It was during the countdown party at Downtown East...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives had organised a chalet at Aloha Loyang in Pasir Ris and it was walking distance from Downtown East where all the fun is! After getting drenched in the rain in a failed attempt at cycling at the Pasir Ris Park which had a cycling track but cannot-make-it, we dragged ourselves back to the chalet in hope of a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appeared, a miracle did, after we made a trip to Downtown East where a countdown party was taking place. Well I can’t say much about the countdown party other than it gave us a warm-up for the overnight partyin’ later. But yea, da peeps who moved to the techno beat in the huge round tent were getting real high in preparation for the countdown. Although I called it a foam party, the foam actually lasted only for about 5 seconds together with bewildering firework displays. To top it up, there was actually more foam around as thousands of “foam cans” (whateva you call those things people spray down your neck) were emptied during the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real thing came during the disco after the countdown where we had great fun groovin’ to the beat, some mischief picking up leftover “foam cans” and spraying everyone from the back (in fact girls only) in their hair, down their necks and other skin-exposed areas (I heard one spray went down an ass-crack =X oooh… that must have been real coolin’).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s most memorable would be that it was my first disco nite. It was the first time I had let go, dancing to the beat with everyone else (can’t actually call it dancing for a noob like me). But I must say the DJ also cannot make it, just like the cycling track… Throughout the night, he was only able to fork out two sentences. The first being, “Comon’ people mAke sOME NOISE!” and the second being “SomEboDY scReAM!”. I’d say he did those two sentences really well as it made everyone scream out and get real high. I mean, if you just say two sentences at every disco, you had gotta be good right? But comon’ man, sAy sOMEthInG eLsE! Furthermore, one of my cousins is a skilled dancer, who opened up a “challenge arena” for other dancers to strut their stuff. It was a real eye-opener for me as I never had a chance to see professional dancing such as break dancing up close. Just makes me feel like joining dance for EP3 (CCA) in JC…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! I’ll have a countdown party by myself tomorrow for the start of school! Haiz~, it’s just sooo ironic… During schooldays, you can’t wait for the holidays to kick all that assignment and tests away. But when the hols. are here, we’re really anticipatin’ for school to start! Dont'cha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113610013482427077?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113610013482427077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113610013482427077&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113610013482427077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113610013482427077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2006/01/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20340039.post-113595175608456219</id><published>2005-12-30T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T19:27:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh...my hands just won't move. Seen lots of it, but never tried it. Well, there's always a first, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just three more days to go, and my wheel of life turns a wee-bit quicker. After four years of fooling around with the boys, it's time for co-ed! As they all say, there's a both the good and bad to things... In this case, there's more good than bad I guess... Wait, is there even a bad side to it?&lt;br /&gt;As for the good side of the coin, girls are girls, boys are boys. So wouldn't having a mix of both make a whole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, there's the bad side. I'd miss those things we use to do in class which would have been impossible with Them around. You know... Bonding*... "Mongol Wrestling"**... even making some noise would seem funny with girls around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about girls, they took up two full assemblys where we sat in the auditorium watching interviews with girls from other schools on how gentlemanly Hwa Chong Institution (High School Section) boys a.k.a. Chinese High boys are. For me, I wouldn't say it was a waste of time. This was actually REAL feedback from the REAL people... In the end, I can't say I came out a better person. But, I realise that it is really a you-are-what-you-act world out there. Girls really do go for those little actions here and there. I mean...yea, every little bit counts, but I never really thought it counted That much. They want you to pull out chairs, open doors, do the ladies-first thinggie for 'em. Bah...humbug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I'm really, really gonna miss my secondary school days... Really miss it you know... When you get into junior college, the whole atmosphere changes... its just so saddenin'! I can't speak like I know, but its true! Everyone, boys Or girls, they just aren't their normal selves. For boys its actin' cool, serious, for many its unconscious, reason Obviously being that girls are around. For girls, they'll probably do the like in their vast range of attractive behaviors. Why can't everyone be themselves? Just like me? jkjk... haha... Damn it, why am I thinkin' so much, just live life to the fullest! Just like what Bobby McFerrin sang "Don't Worry, Be Happy!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, imma going for a relatives gatherin' tomorrow at Pasir Ris Beach... Really hope I'll do well in "Taboo"***, "Win, Lose or Draw", the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - Stripping a poor target down to his briefs. The more the struggle, the more the fun...&lt;br /&gt;** - It's basically Judo for noobs and carried out on the cold hard floor of the classroom...&lt;br /&gt;*** - In "Win, Lose or Draw" you can't talk or act. Here, you're not allowed to act nor say The word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20340039-113595175608456219?l=bingbloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/113595175608456219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20340039&amp;postID=113595175608456219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113595175608456219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20340039/posts/default/113595175608456219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bingbloggin.blogspot.com/2005/12/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>furyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602831479907976268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oiRj5w8sJ0Y/SFR_cOwZNmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O4e7GYJJLGk/S220/Photo0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
