<?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-10875469</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:24:02.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MeMoRiEs</title><subtitle type='html'>all the beautiful memories tt we have, treasure n should remember =) n the bad memories tt we have to learn n recover</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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been waiting so long for it =)&lt;br /&gt; the trip can be simply described as a trip of 1st times,&lt;br /&gt;first time i,&lt;br /&gt;- been to phuket&lt;br /&gt;- did the bungee jump (50m) inside a jungle&lt;br /&gt;- let off fireworks, not those sparklers but real ones like those u see on NDP&lt;br /&gt;- did parasailing, nice view while hanging in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;- wished upon setting a Kongming lantern&lt;br /&gt;- reached bkk at a freaking 2am due to stupid airasia for delaying the flight&lt;br /&gt;didnt manage to buy alot of stuff but theres still a decent amount i guess.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;been back to mcb ytd. its nice to see them again =) but my playing needs serious brushing up, been out of touch for too long. i like their choice piece for SYF'07 though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-116513341823271483?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-116504675925681103</id><published>2006-12-02T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:05:59.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it feels terrible to be cheated of facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it feels terrible to be betrayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but it feels even more terrible and horrible to know that just as this person is cheating n betraying you you are doing the same thing to another 3rd party (hateful negative externality) although its all due to the person cheating n betraying you in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks for making me feel guilty huh, THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you may not think anything of it but i think me and the 3rd party regard it highly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i had wanted revenge and felt vengence but i did nothing about it, it didnt flourish into action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but now that the same thing i would've tried to cause happened all the same without my interference i didnt feel happy or relief at all when i heard about it. in fact i felt sorry, even a little sympathetic and none of delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i guess it just shows that we all have our vindictive moments but may not really mean it. that wounds heal with time and impact of reality is more powerful than anything we can ever imagine up during vengence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-116504675925681103?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/116504675925681103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=116504675925681103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116504675925681103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116504675925681103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-feels-terrible-to-be-cheated-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-116412486940596979</id><published>2006-11-21T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T08:05:29.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks sam sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;your envelope totally brighten my day! in addition to my end-of-As day lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;plus i found it at my doorstep instead of the mailbox hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;btw i'll be gone to thailand from 23th to 29th. date you when im back k? hope you had a nice trip in japan in the meanwhile. cya! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-116203805000055685</id><published>2006-10-28T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T05:42:53.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i just happen to LOVE this sticker the juniors did for open house =) its inside my wallet lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its a happy thing to do when you do something to make someone's day and indirectly she also made your day because you are happy that she's happy and the warm glow you get from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i cant help but smile like a crazy kid during tuition because of your msg of thanks samamtha teo =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hope you had a wonderful 18th birthday! went home at midnight huh lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;last phrase, jiayous ppl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you went too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you have no right to doubt her book-smarts which has gained the recognision of our teachers u ignorant fool. she have way more street-smarts and intelligence that would allow her to survive in this world, and any sane person can tell you that. since you dont take econs and being ignorant i shall tell you that the economy is changing. you think a A lvl cert can get you anywhere? my god. she shall make it further with her caliber and the report on the newspapers will be on her successful life while you read it at some coffeeshop. like i said, stop assuming that you know everything when you dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-116203805000055685?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/116203805000055685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=116203805000055685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116203805000055685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116203805000055685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-happen-to-love-this-sticker.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-116117590167407769</id><published>2006-10-18T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T05:51:41.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so going to jamie's birthday is a crime nw?&lt;br /&gt;apparently by his standards.&lt;br /&gt;you might not care much about people's birthdays, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;stop assuming like you know whats going on in my life when you dont&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-116117590167407769?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/116117590167407769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=116117590167407769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116117590167407769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116117590167407769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-going-to-jamies-birthday-is-crime.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-116075315266021675</id><published>2006-10-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T08:25:53.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to the science girl who first found the book and the many others that she engaged to help facilitate the returning of it to me, down to the last 2 person rachel and huimin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;for finding my econs tys and taking so much trouble to get it returned back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i know the last 3 girls but i still duno who is the science girl who first found my tys. thanks for getting the book returned to me even though you have absolutely no idea who i am and when my class is not in the tys. you asked around for me when you could have simply left it at the busstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;thank you mysterious kind soul&lt;/strong&gt;, for the tys and for making my day above everything else today =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sucha pleasant grad. day present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and so we graduated today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the ceremony was nth but the action took place later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NETBALL and open house =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;open house was rather a grand affair this year compared to past years. the advertising, the lucky draws, carrie chong and shan wee coming to ny, the milo and the bus service from the mrt stations etc. lucky them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;had this 178cm girl from deyi at the netball area today wooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;studied with liting till 9 today and with mr ng. first night study session in partially stinky clothes after netball. we even got served free ice cream LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-116075315266021675?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/116075315266021675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=116075315266021675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116075315266021675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116075315266021675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-science-girl-who-first-found-book.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-116006235722430787</id><published>2006-10-05T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:32:37.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3rd oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and so it was jamie's birthday! october is here again with so many people's birthdays but she the first lol. we celebrated at fishandco glasshouse with a few of her class people. i sabo-ed her into the fishandco birthday thing that they do but i was surprised too because it was different from what other outlets do. normally they ask you to stand on the chair with a firework stick, annouce who you are and its your birthday to the restaurant then they do this "fishandco birthday rap". but at the glasshouse they do much more. they asked jamie to stand on the chair, gave her the stick and asked us to sing a bdae song for her (no bdae rap lol) then the waiter asked her to blow out the candle on the free ice cream from where she was, ie on the chair like 2m away from the candle! damn funny then the waiter restricted her from bending down and wadeva before letting both jamie and jansen blow it. then they helped us take a instant group photo which jamie can keep and gave her a stuffed fishandco fishy toy plus a "happy birthday" postcard signed by the glasshouse people. thats like alot more than what the other outlets do can. nice =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;half the ppl left but some others joined us while we walked to "archipelago" at raffles place. so we just drank talked played and cut cake till 11+. i was introduced to chivas, hadnt tried it before but i think its real nice! (i just found out we have it at home wooohooo)  i finally realise too how much cheaper they sell it at the airport, wols i know lol i nv bothered with it since its always sis who does the buying anyway. i just try whatever's in the hse. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;got nagged at abit cos my hp hanged and i didnt know it so they couldnt reach me. hint: i should get a new phone =D though i was seriously wondering hw come they didnt call (the gd luck of it haha!) bt they seem to have doubts. *shrugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;comic reflief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the nurse called my pregnant aunt and informed her that theres a possibly that my baby cousin might get thalassaemia- a genetic blood defect. i seriously hope both she and the baby would be ok. gona meet the doctor tml and may god bless them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-116006235722430787?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/116006235722430787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=116006235722430787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116006235722430787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/116006235722430787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/10/3rd-oct-and-so-it-was-jamies-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115953857089102089</id><published>2006-09-29T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T07:02:51.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/band.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/band.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a few of mcb people, taken after mcb's syf 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;went out with the regular group of band people ytd along with jamie and derek. its been a long time and kenneth just got back from perth with his band thing. time really flies when we sit down and talk, 4hrs passed just like that. we got chased out of marina's sq han's so that they can mop the floor and close shop and ya it had been fun haha just as jon promised LOL. NTH beats a group of friends sitting down and chit chat, catch up with each other then talk about old times =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sally says theres gona be 19 seniors performing but somehow it didnt seem as inviting as before. somehow after she said it ytd theres like not alot of ppl like that and we all go back for the company i think thats the main thing. i heard derek yijia fitri meifang etc all not performing but they watching and that made me feel like watching too. nvm theres still a significant amount to make me go practise and me jamie felicia will be playing as a section again!! *big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no matter where we go, all of us failed to find another band like mcb. its just &lt;em&gt;so not last time&lt;/em&gt; any where else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i couldnt find it in nyjc and i believe jamie mingmin jiaheng etc share the same sentiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jamie couldnt find it in sws youth. i think sally too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kenneth couldnt find it in np band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so that leaves us with the band that only exist in our hearts and memories now, the one that we love and miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i want to go la...but cannot =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its ok, 8 weeks more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115953857089102089?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115953857089102089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115919777961902916</id><published>2006-09-25T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T08:23:00.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i may not be on the same terms with you guys now as compared with before but when i got to know of mervy's hospitalisation only through yuxi's blog tonight i thought one of you could have msged me or something so i could visit him.&lt;br /&gt;mervy: you might not be reading but im sorry for not visiting you as i didnt know about it till now. sincerely hope that you are feeling better =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115919777961902916?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115867853630166624</id><published>2006-09-19T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T08:08:56.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i realise i've been real MIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;everything looks practically different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im supposed to upload all this pics from my hp to the com den format some songs but im too damn tired. getting some nice sleep and it shall be hard core exercise tml. running skipping and sit ups yes sit ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im looking forward to friday =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sat too come to think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dark chocolate gelato. yums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there better be a reason to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115867853630166624?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115867853630166624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115867853630166624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mum look so young!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hate to burst your bubble&lt;br /&gt;but theres alot of things you apparently dont know too&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;listening to: "dirty little secret" by the all-american rejects&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115806079313525597?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115806079313525597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115806079313525597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115806079313525597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115806079313525597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/09/mum-look-so-young.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115789992047425350</id><published>2006-09-10T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T07:52:00.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wouldnt have known if i didnt accidentally skim it&lt;br /&gt;cos you lied, you little liar&lt;br /&gt;the darkness of the A levels that churn people into liars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115789992047425350?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115789992047425350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115789992047425350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115789992047425350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115789992047425350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wouldnt-have-known-if-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115747288540031729</id><published>2006-09-06T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:14:45.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/thedevilwearsprada_releaseposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/thedevilwearsprada_releaseposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it =)&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to reading the book since the book is always better than their movie adaptations. but the movie version of devil have an edge over the book since it offers virtual images of you know, fashion and the works.&lt;br /&gt;again, i like it lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115747288540031729?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115747288540031729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115747288540031729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115747288540031729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115747288540031729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-like-it-looking-forward-to-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115729806189776738</id><published>2006-09-03T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T08:41:02.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its not getting anywhere i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and its beyond recognision. (it sounds like TBO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so, i cant be bothered anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dont worry about it dear, you deserve better and he's not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115729806189776738?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115729806189776738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115729806189776738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115729806189776738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115729806189776738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-not-getting-anywhere-i-think-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115667522237564612</id><published>2006-08-27T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T03:40:22.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this always makes me happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/clarinet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/clarinet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/2287233671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/2287233671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crystal mouthpiece&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/1070086706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/1070086706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115667522237564612?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115667522237564612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115667522237564612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115667522237564612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115667522237564612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-always-makes-me-happy-crystal.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115651733908267392</id><published>2006-08-25T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T07:48:59.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;teachers are just damn sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i gave in abit after its been said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im sure she saw it but choose to keep silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but as usual, you aint allowed to be out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and she was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;be strong and hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;get back your grip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thx meifenggs =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you didnt know the effect of that pat but i appreciate it really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sally informed me that we should start going back to mcb for band prac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;every mon, wed and compulsory sat mornings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im sorry dear but not till 21st Nov. or maybe not even till 25th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and the chalet how huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115651733908267392?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115651733908267392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115651733908267392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115651733908267392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115651733908267392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/teachers-are-just-damn-sharp-i-gave-in.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115657066957454305</id><published>2006-08-25T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:37:50.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;stop pretending that you dont live in a world of pretense even amongst yourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;if you have a conscience at all, deep down(since its hidden so well) you should know what im talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and just admit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;try brightening up to hostility then &lt;/span&gt;&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115615850165383397</id><published>2006-08-21T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T04:08:21.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fever of 38 degrees, headache, body aches and loss of appetite today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;for a moment at the doctor's i was damn scared that its dengue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;luckily doc say it shouldnt be -whew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;just woke up, slept from 11-7...at least im feeling better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but till recovery its gona be rest water and big tablets of fever medicine -blech-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115615850165383397?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115615850165383397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115615850165383397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115615850165383397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115615850165383397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/fever-of-38-degrees-headache-body.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115522571996439930</id><published>2006-08-10T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:02:00.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner was a BLAST! woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;watch out for the pics thats coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115522571996439930?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115522571996439930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>side 1: stop lying to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;hah in more ways than one&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im going for the cable car dinner later with mum and sis. woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its really damn funny ya know. the irony of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115519788190460831?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115519788190460831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115519788190460831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115519788190460831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115519788190460831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/side-1-stop-lying-to-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115505586619583164</id><published>2006-08-09T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T09:51:06.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i was thinking about what happened today and i wondered if what i did was the right/good thing. my side 1 is not agreeing with my side 2 and vice versa, thats bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;side 2 think its fun though lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;went for fireworks, decided real last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my normal peaceful sorting-things-out thinking place aka esplanade got drowned into a horrendous swamp of mad people. dont even get me started on the mad ones, too many to describe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i thought being at the esplanade + fireworks would help with my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;RUBBISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i arrived a little late and they blocked the route through esplanade (they blocked the roof too dammit!) so if you want to get to the fireworks place you got to walk one big round around esplanade. it was just so packed everywhere and i was sweating like crazy. i did a couple of insane things too. like how i didnt want to miss the fireworks after coming so far and as i was a little late i joined a few others in a race &lt;em&gt;up&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;downward riding escalator&lt;/em&gt;. i nearly died can and at that moment i really missed netball trainings lol but i've been missing them all this while anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;met lots of ny ppl too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i hate myself for stupidly going up that escalator that resulted in me getting home a whole hour later. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115505586619583164?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115505586619583164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115505586619583164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115505586619583164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115505586619583164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-thinking-about-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115493988713547628</id><published>2006-08-07T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T01:38:07.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ms darrell totally screwed up my life today, dammit&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the horoscope from female mag is freaky&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but dwell on it sometimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115493988713547628?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115493988713547628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115493988713547628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115493988713547628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115493988713547628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/ms-darrell-totally-screwed-up-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115470220902763118</id><published>2006-08-04T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T07:36:49.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i want my black glittery top from Zara that would be perfect for clubbing =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but my size is freaking sold out! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hmm maybe can try other outlets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i want to go club and dance, but its forbidden ground =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and speaking of dance, NUS dance blast is having their own concert for the first time i think. i want to go! i think it will be good. but it have to freaking fall 4days before my prelims =( so i know the answer would be no haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nvm. lets try to find happiness from what we have =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;as its been said, its really funny sometimes, to realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;chick lit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115470220902763118?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115470220902763118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115470220902763118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115470220902763118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115470220902763118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-my-black-glittery-top-from-zara.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115442918069810844</id><published>2006-08-01T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T03:46:20.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0499.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0499.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;this is what happenes when you have 20 mins to go till GP lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i know its not guranteed but just let me bask in it for awhile =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but just for that, im gona make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;that thing is SO right for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i saw someone and her boyfriend today. so sweet! im not really close to her now but i felt really happy for her just now =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ying xiong qi duan er nu qin chang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115442918069810844?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115442918069810844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115442918069810844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115442918069810844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115442918069810844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-what-happenes-when-you-have-20.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115410617595515283</id><published>2006-07-29T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T10:02:56.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i went along with tammi and company to do this volunteer work thing that i was pretty much clueless about haha. anyway it involves us going to this block of 1 room flats at toa payoh (just behind pcps! so happy to see the sch again) to help 20 families install this radio rediffusion thing that this electronics company donated to them. it was kinda fun now thinking back and a definite experience thingy. some were very funny actually lol. those flats were small and old and sometimes i see those old folks whose children dont come and visit them and i feel sad. this is also where me and shaun decided that we should work hard and earn more money so that we dont end up in a 1 room flat when we are old haha. motivation rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what me and sis had been up too after i was home. she's happy to finally have a chance to use the shot glasses she bought back from thailand. we tried a mini murphy and the one in the pic is errrr mini murphy + milk? i dont know the exact name for it heh. although i like fooling around with these alcohols (i prefer cocktails though seriously, but simple spirit + mixer is fine too) i have to admit that i do not know enough nor tried enough variety to reckon myself knowledgeable about them. one aspect to brush up when im done with A lvl madness. and because of not trying enough i also think i cant hold them well. one more aspect to improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shaun is right. brenda is right. whoever that thinks 2 months left in school is a short time is right. we are left with just 2 months, and before we know it it will be gone. so what it is that cant be left behind that will allow us to truly enjoy these last 2 months left better? not just 2 months of being as a class, its also our last 2months of being in a school. we always regret when time and things left us but i want to treasure all this now. not to regret 5 years down the road or something. alot of things are important to me, more so with the limited time on our hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love the way how diversified A2 is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love the way how we do fun crazy things together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love the way how teachers can get exasperated at us but we still remain A2, with our own merits (notorious even haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love the way how we live our school life and enjoy it our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love the way how we cover up for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love the way how we call each other by nicknames known to the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i know for sure that i will miss 05A2 when the time comes for us to graduate and continue on with our different ways. 2 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it had been a truly great experience to be part of such a great class and to have known great people =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;speaking of A2, mrs gan was quite pissed at us today. been such a long time since she adopted that tone on us, it hadnt appeared since the end of last year i think. she did change to become a very nice teacher this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;theres a netball testimonial match soon but the date is yet to be fixed. i have a feeling we will all scream that day haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and boy, i do miss netball and training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i've been so envious of those J1s taking netball in PE. i just stand outside the canteen and stare at the court watching them play. =(  couldnt resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the bad boy element&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gogogogogogo! jiayou! you can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115410617595515283?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115410617595515283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115391411953178041</id><published>2006-07-26T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T04:41:59.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it tickles. hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115391411953178041?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115391411953178041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115391411953178041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just now den jnd joined us after his band prac. and of cos we talked about band again lol what else man with the company? but kenneth and jnd got so technical about their skills that they totally bored me and jon-  we are considered out of touch already.&lt;br /&gt;then jnd suddenly became weird. he actually asked us to go back play for mcb's 23rd dec concert. i find it funny as this is the sort of thing i would expect sally and no one else to ask. anyway he informed us that mr tan wouldnt hold a concert unless we seniors went back to play. oooook. this just shows the state the current mcb is in. kenneth got all big shot after this, thinking about going back after a formal invite lol. ken, nvm de la.&lt;br /&gt;and, i protest against playing christmas songs during the concert la. so cliche.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wooo surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i just saw this ad for this show on tv. it showcased a girl's arm, cut so many times on the forearm that her forearm looked like a piece of really wrinkled cloth. i always dont understand why these gers cut themselves. most claim that the physical pain will wash away the pain they feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;its more like you suffer the pain(both in fact),  lose the blood and live with the scar. totally not worth it. so to anyone who has the intention to cut themselves, please dont. dont do things that will harm yourself ok?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im damn shagged. seeya guys in dreamland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115383963453152954?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115383963453152954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115383963453152954' title='0 Comments'/><link 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block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, i love stars =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115374963320195587?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115374963320195587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115374963320195587' title='0 Comments'/><link 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now that sis is back bahhhs. even with school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115359712606017480?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115359712606017480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115359712606017480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115359712606017480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115359712606017480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/people-undergo-constant-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115349955362217855</id><published>2006-07-22T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:32:33.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;seeing all those $2/$5 accessories shops around just makes me wonder if making my own earrings, necklaces and bracelets are worth the effort. but seeing that i do get alot of happiness and thrill out of the process and research for design and materials i'll press on. like mum said, the designs might be simple at first and you might not think its not worth the effort and money to do it small scale but at least when you wear it you feel happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i need pretty beads and charms, i realised its the central thing to accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh ya btw check this out, i think her work is pretty amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beads-of-lav.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://www.beads-of-lav.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when your perception is this way, that is all it will ever go. i experienced it too, in and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115349955362217855?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115340952406384018</id><published>2006-07-20T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:32:04.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you DID NOT have the right to snatch away what was rightfully hers. you, a unreasonable senior with zilch skills who disappeared and came back now only to &lt;em&gt;insist&lt;/em&gt; on being given the main parts to play(that was supposed to be hers). this is just wrong, wrong, wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to my friend, i empathize your situation and feelings just now, was so sorry to hear this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mcb is just screwed up now, saddening thing. a far cry from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115340952406384018?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115340952406384018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115340952406384018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115340952406384018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115340952406384018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-did-not-have-right-to-snatch-away.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115337253088114786</id><published>2006-07-20T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:15:30.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been trying to speed read these few days since sunday. hoping to finish the 5 books asap and nw im 3 down 2 more to go =) mostly chick lit&lt;br /&gt;people who dont read, you should just try yea? its satisfying to have read a good book.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its all coming so i better buck up.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BOOMING&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in sch now which is a complete wasted day, other than the fact that its racial harmony dress up day and my class is hilarious. we have sean the mexican man complete with his huge hat and mini guitar(whats the name for that huh?), tammi the cute dutch milking girl with 2 buns in her hair, meifenggs wearing a chinese guy's traditional top with sch skirt and pigtail hat looking like the taiji expert in a mini skirt, brenda in her head-turning black and red cheongsam(correct spelling?), cassandra in her buju kurong(again im not sure about the spelling), shiyun in kimono and justin with this outfit that he said supposed to be victorian but he ended up looking like a pirate haah. certainly a pack that people will look at given all the exotic stuff, but well A2 is just being A2 i think. we are just having our own way of fun =)&lt;br /&gt;of cos there are several interesting ones around the school too like the greek costumes but i think you can find most of the special ones in my class lol. they went arab street to rent them on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for lit now, made worst that the new timetable pushed it half hour back bahhhs and lets see what she has to talk to me about.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115337253088114786?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115337253088114786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115337253088114786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115337253088114786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115337253088114786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-trying-to-speed-read-these_20.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115337248138410494</id><published>2006-07-20T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:14:41.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been trying to speed read these few days since sunday. hoping to finish the 5 books asap and nw im 3 down 2 more to go =) mostly chick lit&lt;br /&gt;people who dont read, you should just try yea? its satisfying to have read a good book.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its all coming so i better buck up.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BOOMING&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in sch now which is a complete wasted day, other than the fact that its racial harmony dress up day and my class is hilarious. we have sean the mexican man complete with his huge hat and mini guitar(whats the name for that huh?), tammi the cute dutch milking girl with 2 buns in her hair, meifenggs wearing a chinese guy's traditional top with sch skirt and pigtail hat looking like the taiji expert in a mini skirt, brenda in her head-turning black and red cheongsam(correct spelling?), cassandra in her buju kurong(again im not sure about the spelling), shiyun in kimono and justin with this outfit that he said supposed to be victorian but he ended up looking like a pirate haah. certainly a pack that people will look at given all the exotic stuff, but well A2 is just being A2 i think. we are just having our own way of fun =)&lt;br /&gt;of cos there are several interesting ones around the school too like the greek costumes but i think you can find most of the special ones in my class lol. they went arab street to rent them on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for lit now, made worst that the new timetable pushed it half hour back bahhhs and lets see what she has to talk to me about.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115337248138410494?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115337248138410494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115337248138410494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115337248138410494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115337248138410494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-trying-to-speed-read-these.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115323022346021931</id><published>2006-07-18T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:43:43.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tough luck man kenneth. a whole series of golds and only they got silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;as for temasek jc... *bahhhs* whats with the top band thing? deja vu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115323022346021931?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115312225949312038</id><published>2006-07-17T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:44:19.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>catching pirates later =)&lt;br /&gt;long time since the last movie.&lt;br /&gt;school's a chore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115312225949312038?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115312225949312038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115312225949312038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful. taken in perth at the gap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115314460515594456?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115314460515594456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115314460515594456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115314460515594456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115314460515594456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115299169152781822</id><published>2006-07-16T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T12:28:11.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i allowed myself to sink into the moment while listening to noah's ark, merry widow and fate of the gods today at the 1st national band competition. i conducted my way back into the vortex of  memories of the old bandroom that we all miss so much and flashes of our practises, performances also came back. i saw us on the stage playing our favourite and best pieces. i saw us back in that fateful morning of july 2003 in VCH performing&lt;em&gt; tales of the sea&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Earth sym no. 1&lt;/em&gt; with the composer sitting in with the judges. i remembered how i felt when i was the first to go into the hall and the first to leave via sequence, leading the run through the hallways and back into the hall after that. the anticipation of SYF results and the resounding "mayflower secondary school, silver" that rang in our heads. the little bits and details, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;time flies isnt it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it started off with a CCA bazaar and band audition. it ended with our tears and hugs in Singapore Conference Hall (again july and come to think of it, its also july now) after our first concert together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i did alot of thinking by myself after that, mostly when i was mentally alone. i went through the things we talked about and to be frank, they've hit the nail on the head. the raw spot that after some thinking perhaps i've always known about but chose to keep it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i came to terms with it and thought back on possible things that made me this way. she had it right the first shot about problems in the family. maybe it all started from young and things slowly accumulates. true that i was the youngest but i had always been secretly jealous, envious, bitter about my sis. she was the one who gets the most attention and praise from relatives being the pretty smaller sized one who looked more like the younger sis instead of the bigger sized older looking me. i was so sick of being asked to slim down, being mistaken so naturally by the elders as the elder sis even till today. she was the smart one who scored 253, took HMT and went to sngs, i lived with the "record" set and got myslf 239 and mayflower. she had the wits charms popularity and luck that got her out of all the sticky situations while i suck. we used to hold a stale relationship and fought over everything- we argued, we lashed out at each other and she gave me my 1st slap. it was a dark period, ugly things happened every other day. she was always the more rebellious one, the adventurous one that did many things before i had a chance to. i hid in my own shell, prefering to shut things within myslf and unknown to the world. our fights already burdened my parents and i chose to relive them my own way by trying not to worry them. i'll keep things to myslf instead of being open (i still remember the time when yuxi told me i was a person who keep my emotions to myself through analysing my handwriting), i worked hard at trying to reach their expectations of me- mainly school results and i failed, miserably. or maybe i minded about results as i thought good grades was one thing that can make them happy and proud of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;our relationship did a happy turn about somewhere during her jc years and although these things will still sometimes come back but im truly happy that i've got tang yim feng as my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;note to sis: i know you will read this and i actually wanted to ask you to dont ask about it but now if you feel like asking what happened, then go ahead =) we're sisters aint we? the sisters that no longer hold each other at loggerheads and the sisters that get over occasional squabbles in a matter of minutes. this is something i feel very good about now ya know really, how we dont hold the anger for more than a few hours. i know you care. but i dont know what you will feel after reading the things that i went through when i was young, if you want to tell me your views or defend yourslf then you tell me ba. as i was typing i recalled there was once in the past when after a big fight and talk with mum you were crying as you told us how happy you were yesterday that things were peacefully happy between us. no conflicts. now im telling you im not good in verbal words and expressions nor good in "hong-ing" ppl but i hope at least through this form some of the love i have for you could be felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;through these years i've subconsciously allowed myslf to develope all the faults that irritated people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im sure there wasnt only one reason, for i must still hold myslf responsible on the way i've turned out. i was thinking just now if its because of the way i shut things up inside myslf and resulting in me being du lai du wang and indirectly contributes to being aloft to others and their feelings. pardon me as i carry on with my journey of self-discovery and learning, of which one of the aims is to learn to be open. tactfully open, emotionally open and caringly open. i need to learn how i've been inconsiderate subconsciously and change that as well. i cant promise you on how far i will change and learn but what i can promise you and to myslf most importantly is that i will try. to me this is a first step, i went through a struggle  as in the past i will only type down my troubles then delete them away or write them down and burn them away. this is the first baring in a long long time. meanwhile, im sorry to the people whom i've hurt, thanks for the talk that triggered me to see light and being gentle to me. i dont know about the future but again thanks for the past that you've given me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115299169152781822?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115299169152781822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115299169152781822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115299169152781822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115299169152781822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-allowed-myself-to-sink-into-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115272102150306824</id><published>2006-07-13T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T09:17:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/12506051052349m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/12506051052349m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;because music does wonders =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;perhaps its the recent meetings with the mcb ppl, perhaps its the recent state of events but i find myself thinking back to the days where i uesd to lost myself in the comforting mass of musical notes. the ability to do so didnt seem as precious as now when i cant do it anymore since i lost touch with band. my clarinet got shipped back to nyjc's bandroom and my piano has deteriotated so much that i regret no going through proper lessons when i was young- if not i would be able to play those melodious tunes instead of just listening to the stereo and reminiscing about the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gona go back after As to mayflower for mcb's biannual concert in december with the rest. i think it will be nice, but please i dont want to play christmas songs. no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dinner with jon sally n ken tml =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115262960734496877</id><published>2006-07-11T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:53:27.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I remember the days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we were still friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we were happy together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sweet memories that you've left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are still flashing on me like yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will always smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every time i think about our past,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will always rely on that time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where nothing could destroy our friendship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what happened and whatever it takes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll always remember when we promise each other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that our friendship will be forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till we grow old,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till the end of our life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that the friendship shall never fade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never expect our friendship to break this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how we've suddenly hurt each other feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the friendship we care and promise to be forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is now fading...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though this friendship was broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sweet memories will not be forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;god bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115262960734496877?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115262960734496877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115262960734496877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115262960734496877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115262960734496877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-remember-days-when-we-were-still.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115261122466040014</id><published>2006-07-11T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:03:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if thats what you think it is then so be it. since the thought is secured theres nth i can do about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;would you believe me if i say i didnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;becuase on my honour, that wasnt my intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its sad to know that when you're telling the truth, yet no one believes you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115261122466040014?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115261122466040014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115261122466040014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115261122466040014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115261122466040014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-thats-what-you-think-it-is-then-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115254210959413033</id><published>2006-07-10T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T07:35:09.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cheesey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115254210959413033?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115254210959413033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115254210959413033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115254210959413033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115254210959413033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/cheesey.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115243476020427492</id><published>2006-07-09T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T01:46:00.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was nice meeting jon kenneth and sally on fri!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun to see sally running about at work haha&lt;br /&gt;gona meet again before jon goes back this time with sally sitting alongside us&lt;br /&gt;crystal jade breakfast ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but gone were the days that we make music together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115243476020427492?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115243476020427492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115243476020427492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115243476020427492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115243476020427492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-was-nice-meeting-jon-kenneth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115219824232765013</id><published>2006-07-06T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:04:02.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;me and meifenggs met a real nice old postman today. its not because of the free icecream but i really like his kinda life actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;prince (jiapei's dog btw) is so cute and big!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115219824232765013?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115219824232765013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115219824232765013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115219824232765013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115219824232765013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ok its my fault&lt;br /&gt;man i do need a class in personal expression&lt;br /&gt;lots of things just came out totally wrong always&lt;br /&gt;many aint even my intention or meaning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115203034191327415?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115203034191327415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115203034191327415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115203034191327415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115203034191327415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-its-my-fault-man-i-do-need-class-in.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115167045888334036</id><published>2006-06-30T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T05:27:38.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i need a class in personal expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i wasnt even really angry at you it just came out totally wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok part of the reason involves you but not totally and its of cos not because of a stupid failed internet procession u idiot. that wasnt even the point and then u flared up at me. its not my fault that u missed the flight and caused everyone to be angry at you and when you got back caused your bad mood because they all scolded you. surely you anticipated this scolding scene before already so whats your problem. i was already in a bad mood you think i really want to pick a fight with you meh but it just happened because you started to flare at me and i got angry because of why should you get angry with me when im not even angry with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;now, i dont care if you will get a fresh wave of angry after reading the statement below because you ought to have realised it, even if you didnt mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;everything wouldnt have happened if  you just came back ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and for your information i was already crying when mum called while she was on her way to the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115167045888334036?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115167045888334036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115167045888334036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115167045888334036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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actually security cameras on public buses now! 0.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115158703484322972?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115158703484322972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115158703484322972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115158703484322972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115158703484322972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/boy-oh-boy-oh-boy-my-sis-has-gotten.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115155839605413776</id><published>2006-06-29T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:19:56.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4 DAYS BREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HALF OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LETS GET THIS OVER AND DONE WITH PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;JIAYOUS =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SIS IS COMING HOME TODAY AFTER 1 MONTH IN THAI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115155839605413776?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115155839605413776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115155839605413776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115155839605413776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115155839605413776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/weeeeeee-4-days-break-half-over-lets.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115149869152974626</id><published>2006-06-28T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T05:44:51.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;things i have learnted about parts of human nature along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1. everyone strives and craves for recognision of their talents and good efforts, appreciation for the acts that we do with good intention- yes yes EVERYONE. even if you dont care about the recognision you would want/appreciate the appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2. everyone is just basically hidden hypocrites- yes yes EVERYONE AGAIN no matter how innocent and angelic-with-a-bright-halo they can be, and that includes you and me. dont even bother to deny it we are just cheating ourselves if we do, but learn to face up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115149869152974626?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115149869152974626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115149869152974626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115149869152974626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115149869152974626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-i-have-learnted-about-parts-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115147071738012978</id><published>2006-06-28T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:58:37.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ya know as much as i like sajc and their uniform i cant picture myself in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i think its cos for my whole life i had been wearing solid colours and pleated skirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pei chun public sch- solid white 2 piece, pleated skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mayflower secondary sch- solid beigey-brown 2 piece, pleated skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nyjc- solid brown 2 piece, pleated skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i just realise my uniform colours got increasingly muddy-like hmms its kinda boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i was thinking just now how so many people are doing the things they do now not becos they like it maybe becos they were forced into it or they just simply excel in it. and we are so caught up in our apparent pursue of self-identity that we dont realise that we are going in circles, and were never out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks ar mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks for reminding me to look at this delightfully hardworking ger that you can see from my window everyday studying at her desk at the opposite block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115147071738012978?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115147071738012978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115147071738012978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115147071738012978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115147071738012978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/ya-know-as-much-as-i-like-sajc-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115131872060501315</id><published>2006-06-26T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:45:20.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love my mum =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;she's getting me my new moisturiser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but then again she happily told me that she watched some of "devil beside you" today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;when i was holding myself back to not touch it till after mids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so much for setting the example for me huh? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i saw 2 old man wearing quiksilver tshirts today 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i guess its time for the guys to update themselves abit then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;when you're in it everything seems to be going your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;when you're seemingly out of it everything is still going, just in the opposite direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bahhhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy birthday to my twin uncles!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115131872060501315?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115131872060501315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115131872060501315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115131872060501315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115131872060501315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-my-mum-shes-getting-me-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115090406154459658</id><published>2006-06-21T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T02:54:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wasnt in my best of moods, i forgot my serving of soyabean.&lt;br /&gt;nw feeling a lil guilty for not being more active on seabiscuit's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry man and i do hope it had been a good birthday. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115090406154459658?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115090406154459658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115090406154459658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115090406154459658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115090406154459658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/wasnt-in-my-best-of-moods-i-forgot-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115082335593725523</id><published>2006-06-21T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:09:16.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;PURPLE GALORE TODAY =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;was super happy with what i wore today, purple necklace from aust. n purple birthday skirt frm the clique last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh ya and painful white heels bahhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0433.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0433.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; was super super happy today =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;met up with kitson mervy esther and brenda at marina sq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;gosh i just love my gers. really n truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok i love the guys as well too haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;seabiscuit's birthday tml! going to eat pepper lunch. esther says since im a big fan of crystal jade thats where she's gona bring me on my birthday haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i finally met sally once when she's working. i swear everytime i walk past citylink sakae i cant see her even with the intention to find her everytime and she tells me she's always there. hmph. had nice chat with her and looking forward to the gathering after my mid years while jon's long back after his exams in perth ending this week. bahhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;she told me she's going back to take the sec 1s in drills tml. haha i could barely remember man those drill commands. and she told me MCB is in a big mess now so much so that even mr tan cant be bothered with us anymore =(  we used to be his pride but now he ranked huayi above us. huayi leh! the band that he used to dislike so much. it just goes to show what a state MCB had evolved to. so sad, the golden era is gone =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and it was so nice to step out of the house for something else other than getting lunch. felt like some snail for the past few days. and i told myslf to be MIA in my blog till after mid years but i couldnt resist. ohhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im sick of all the studying really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im so gona burn those notes after As....theres so much of them that it will keep a nice strong bonfire going for 2 weeks im sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;loads of pics frm the gers just nw but nice things will come to readers who wait till after mid years =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im super satisfied nw after blogging something haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*its ironic (not to mention funny to me) that its 1am nw and im fully awake when i use the com but super sleepy when i study haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/10875469-115082335593725523?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115082335593725523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115082335593725523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115082335593725523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115082335593725523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/purple-galore-today-d-was-super-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-115037118896674207</id><published>2006-06-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T04:33:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM HOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-115037118896674207?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/115037118896674207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=115037118896674207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115037118896674207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/115037118896674207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114965596539821491</id><published>2006-06-07T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:52:45.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;alrighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;packed major things for perth. check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all excited about perth. check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all afraid it will be freezing but armed with jackets. check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all charged up to meet jonathan on the 9th at fremantle. check =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all ready to have fun. check =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tml hafta to reach airport by 0645- so early!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;will be gone from 8th-14th people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;listening to: kiss goodbye by wang lee hom =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i keep thinking about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114965596539821491?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114965596539821491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114965596539821491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114965596539821491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114965596539821491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/alrighty-packed-major-things-for-perth.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114950438727562396</id><published>2006-06-05T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T03:52:00.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;personalised pebble from the j1 netballers!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mine is twins with joan's pebble lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;they actually went to buy the pebbles poor dears when its avaliable at any other pond? haha. and if i never remember wrong its done by jin qin (i love her name! cos it makes a nice pun) and jolene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i so need to study but i dont seem to be able to find the determination and energy. or im just plain lazy. *makes a face* i went home after gp today with the idea to mug and i think i sat at the table with my notes for 45mins and i swopped the table for my bed to read the notes and and..i was a goner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bahhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;god keep me away from my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114950438727562396?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114950438727562396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114950438727562396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114950438727562396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114950438727562396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/personalised-pebble-from-j1-netballers.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114941944843294114</id><published>2006-06-04T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T04:10:48.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pics of the netball farewell!! not alot though shall wait for smmore frm wanting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; me and 2 j1s- adeline n june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; j2s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; hui ting me chengen (new vice-cap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_7019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_7019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; liting me huimin =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ahh i realise i nv take any photos with yingxi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and of cos there are missing people in the photos. lets see erm yixuan siying michelle belinda duanyu cassandra yinghui sharon adabelle =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114941944843294114?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114941944843294114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114941944843294114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114941944843294114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114941944843294114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/06/pics-of-netball-farewell-not-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114926829390046749</id><published>2006-06-03T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:11:33.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it was in my stars today then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to have the truth smack itself into my face early in the morning and later in the evening.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quoting meifeng,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quoting victoria: you can close your eyes to things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to things you don't want to feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it cant be anymore true than this.&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later the truths will just starting poking your heart for you to notice it again.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you said it, but did you realise it?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;netball farewell today =)&lt;br /&gt;well what else can i say? they're just so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food that they cooked for us, the games, the heart and efforts- the pebbles!!&lt;br /&gt;everything everthing was appreciated my girls =) &lt;br /&gt;or at least those that we know had committed themselves into netball.&lt;br /&gt;i mean its not like sec sch where you would have known the senoirs that you prepare the farewell for for 3 years or more. its been only like 4mths for most of them with us.&lt;br /&gt;wait till i upload pictures! bt that hafta wait till i replenish my energy, just came back and damn tired nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great evening of eating, playing monkey n tag, goofing around, feeding juniors, making "choc ice blend", being down at the sea and sand, taking pitures, basically doing nth than have fun and rounded off with a j2 gossip session- the sc ppl said that they feel arts is actually more interesting and happening a stream to be in haha!&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTIC NIGHT =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the ride home with joan n chinping....well some of the things that chinping brought up are true. and when i asked if its bad that j2s hang around j2s mostly tonight she said its ok since we wont have much time like this tgt much more. awww i think this is sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a pity there cant be more people around though.&lt;br /&gt;its sad to have to think that after bonding the bonds hafta be stretched to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sis is enjoying herslf in thai nw bahhs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114926829390046749?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114926829390046749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ya know we always seem to go through transition periods into something new at this teenager ages. and its always fun to try and experience new stuff or laugh at ourselves(or others) when there is funny experiences along the way. esp when we are not used to the thing we are trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*LOL at myself and *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im excited about perth =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lets see how many funny things will happen along the way and maybe 30 years later we can all look back and laugh at ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114898795921306532?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114874449987010310</id><published>2006-05-27T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:41:39.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i forgot to say that we were walking along clarke quay after eski bar and was near fullerton. i suggested go in to take photos and tammi was like haha we can photoshop them and pretend we went to D&amp;amp;D!! haha. thats not a bad idea seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i think we can take tammi's suggestion about creating a 05a2 account for our photos. goddness knows just how many we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114874449987010310?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114874449987010310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114874449987010310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114874449987010310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114874449987010310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-forgot-to-say-that-we-were-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114874395624457966</id><published>2006-05-27T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:32:36.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im really into photo blogging nwadays =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;our class went out to eat to celebrate jian xuan's birthday today. happy 18th!! went to these real big and nicely decorated Han's at great eastern centre. its nice really, we just simply chatted and had fun with our food =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me and birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me n carebear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/IMG_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/IMG_0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me and yuxi! i like this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me in esther's superstar cool shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me n cheryl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me and shavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me and anita the hottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me and the green man of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSCN3360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSCN3360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me and esther! i agree that we look as if we're at the airport lol though the ans is chinatown mrt station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSCN3378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSCN3378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSCN3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSCN3388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;got outa han's and with sudden inspiration, TOP MODEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we tried to get a pic where all of us jumped into the air but not successful =( tell me how ya ppl who had done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSCN3395.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSCN3395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSCN3397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSCN3397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSCN3398.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSCN3398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; i like this fountain =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the rest left afterwards leaving me meifeng anita tammi shiyun n sean to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;THE CBD TOUR =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we just walked around trying to find don's personal pie club and where to go/how to get out of this place. and we realise we are quite the country bumpkins that kimmy says we are lol! learning journey to CBD anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway we found don's real quick and all of us went crazy over their pies, or the pie meifengs bought for that matter haha. i got a whole one back for my family. we had been in love with it ever since my godfather bought it for us but we just simply hadnt been into this far east sq area to get it so nw wish fulfilled =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;insert: they were all very happy when i took the pie home and want to eat but till now im the only one eating it. hmph waste of my efforts. only got mahjong in their eyes bahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; goofing around in a 7-11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we wandered around and decided to go the tcc meifengs mentioned but we stumbled upon eski bar!!  its this damn cold bar with cool furnishings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; 'nuff said people, it turned into our resting destination =)  its a &lt;em&gt;cool &lt;/em&gt;bar&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;needless to say we are all freaking cold and they have their own jackets for customers too haha. i had my snowball!! nicenice. meifengs had virgin bloody mary, shiyun artic ice, tammi martini, anita sex on the beach and sean boston beach party? i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; check out the temperature dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pics of the netball gers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; me n huijiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; huimin me liting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hui ning me huimin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/78b2scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/78b2scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/35dascd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/35dascd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; and its sad goodbye to the netball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/23dfscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/23dfscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; granted i may be standing on it every morning for assembly buuuuuut its not the same as having netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ohhhhhhh i just remembered something. anita found an ez-link on her way to han's and it turns out to be a guy named tang yong guan (think tang jok kuan) nnnnnnnnnnn he's born on the same day as me! 24.11.1988! ahhhhhhhh. sucha coincidence la!! they were thinking he was my cousin or smt before i saw the card. i got sucha shock when i saw the card esp the birthdate! i had not found others who share my birthday lo believe it or not, not even those older or younger than me not to mention same age. and yuxi thinks he's frm chung cheng and might know him. this is so amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tell me, its just freaky &lt;em&gt;or wat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114874395624457966?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114874395624457966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114874395624457966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114874395624457966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114874395624457966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-really-into-photo-blogging-nwadays.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114848796393873495</id><published>2006-05-25T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T09:26:04.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/104_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/104_0494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; woohoo THE white tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/104_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/104_0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; at the fragile forest with da friendly animals. anita dnwan to get too near them though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/104_0493.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/104_0493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; on the bus journey there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/104_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/104_0492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/104_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/104_0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/104_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/104_0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;family pic on parents anniversary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/DSC00083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/DSC00083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; and....presenting to you the NY netball team 2006 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yea its a little late but its ok! last training tml. boy oh boy i will miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114848796393873495?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114848796393873495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114848796393873495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114848796393873495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114848796393873495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/continued.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114848144645167371</id><published>2006-05-24T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:37:26.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we are going to the zoo zoo zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;how about you you you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you can come too too too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we are going to the zoo zoo zoo! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;muahaha childhood song to accompany childhood activities. so as you might have guessed our class went to the zoo for our learning journey today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;unfortunately just before we boarded the bus me n yuxi met with this bitch in the staff toilet. i swear that i clash with teachers of this cca. 1st the guy says netball should close down and now the ger comes and take away our ez links for "not knowing the consequences"-reminds me of mr prem from mf. oh puh-lease get a life and loosen up will ya? although wearing bright red pants to sch hardly points you in the right direction of getting a life. fancy getting all uptight over a small matter. thanks to mr ng though that we got off and got our cards back, its pretty funny really, "quick do your self reflections here!" lol. &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;turned frm a total bitch to an "angelic" bitch right away. my sis actually asked if its cos my ct is shuai. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i haven been uploading photos for a long time but here's a whole load and more to come. and now relive your childhood memories of the zoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; white rhinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; seabiscuit's secret fantasy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; random cuteness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; giraffes!! newest attraction btw i hope they dont send  them away anymore like they did last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; i seriously dont know what animal is this haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; they have HUGE bats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; mousedeers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; here comes the good ones, butterflies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; huge cows and huge eyes on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; cute racoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; look right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; look left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; baboons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; baby kangeroo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; emu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;photos to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;the trip was fun today! o5A2 rawks =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114848144645167371?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114848144645167371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114848144645167371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114848144645167371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114848144645167371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-are-going-to-zoo-zoo-zoo-how-about.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114830792839721348</id><published>2006-05-22T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T07:25:28.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;woah&lt;em&gt; brazil&lt;/em&gt; rawks =) happy 23rd anniversary mummy n daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the food was great, the service was humorous, the photos turned out nice and its overall a happy evening indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;going to npcb's pops 'n' classics last sat just reminded me so much of mcb times. i guess its cos kenneth is performing and 80% of the repertoire was familiar to me. all the old songs that i performed before, my key parts and others key parts. i was reminded of the band's principal players like horn-mingmin, trumpet-haikal, clarinet-yangcheng n jamie the oboe solos blah3. it felt magical to be hearing familiar pieces with familiar people once again =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;insert: kenneth just sent me a "mcb memories" video that he made!! ah all the memories~ mcb mcb mcb....i do miss my last 2 years there esp. and ya congrats to kenneth(our dear block of wood and mushroom head!) for being appointed the new president of ngee ann poly concert band!! im happy for you really, and the block of wood has liven up and mushroom head gone too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we must continue to meet up and go to each other's concerts and have chats late into the night! although im out of touch with the band world news but i still enjoy your company lots =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a quote from "message in a bottle" by nicholas sparks- &lt;em&gt;if you dont let go it will forever take control of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114830792839721348?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114830792839721348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114830792839721348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114830792839721348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114830792839721348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/woah-brazil-rawks-happy-23rd.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114821937750909695</id><published>2006-05-21T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:49:37.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sis is watching her fav genre of movies now those gory kind- hostel. i hope its nth much as i want a dreamless sleep tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ya know we often get so caught up in events of our life that we forgot what bliss it would be to have dreamless sleep- a quality sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tml's my parents anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im stuck either ways then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ai mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114821937750909695?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114821937750909695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you may or may not know who i am but trust me, i can put myself in your shoes, though its not as extreme as it had gotten in your case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i want to do it and am doing it in a way but somewhere at the back of my mind i know whatever im doing is wrong, thus the hesitation. its contradicting how the want is the driving force and the wrong is the restriction. but somehow thats the way we humans operate isnt it? sometimes things are not what we want to do and we dont like doing it but we still do it cos we think its the "right" thing to do, same goes for vice-versa. isit something like "shen bu you ji"? its like how the saying goes- we cant have the best of both worlds, and while yuxi's words echo in my mind, "we seldom get what we want anymore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i suddenly felt strongly that it was SO wrong, just as it was mentioned. not to add in used too. one statement- you think too much honey and get real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bahhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114805440746795904?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114805440746795904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114805440746795904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114805440746795904'/><link 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over the net and not on your side nor out and for your spike so that its either strong/soft enough that your opponents dont get it and yet control the ball that it would still be in and gain your team a point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;esp the spike, when in a spiltsecond you hafta decide how you want the ball to go soft or strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well, i think it was a game well battled by ny vball gers =)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;may the injuries of brenda and xinzhi recover well and soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i felt embarrassed today actually, cheering with the sc ppl. i dont mind cheering with my cls cos my cls would certainly have enough sense to not stand up to cheer when abt 12 rows of ppl are sitting behind you watching the match (imagine the daggers stabbed in your back with their glares and shouts of "sit down! you're blocking us!") and to leave the longer cheers to times like time-outs and halftime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the short talk with jiapei today was well....thought-provoking in a sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and now im all confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114786725548779209?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114786725548779209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114786725548779209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114786725548779209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114786725548779209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/ya-know-vball-aint-exactly-easy-game.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114778519661525110</id><published>2006-05-16T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T06:13:16.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it was all it took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its not as if i've been given a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114778519661525110?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114778519661525110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114778519661525110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114778519661525110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114778519661525110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-was-all-it-took.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114762074629587447</id><published>2006-05-14T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T08:32:26.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its funny how that provided an easy escape from my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wanqi.jok kuan.angela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114762074629587447?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114762074629587447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114762074629587447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114762074629587447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114762074629587447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-funny-how-that-provided-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114733410568024136</id><published>2006-05-11T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:55:05.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;gloomy gloomy in sch now cos everyone is either at home or sleeping in sch or outside eating and its raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;geog lect and training later- bt its raining! bahhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont judge me for you are most probably wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ger, i duno what happened and i duno what i can do to help but i wish everything is alright for you ya. cheer up! it breaks my heart to see you like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if there is one gift i can give to everyone it would be happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114733410568024136?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114733410568024136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114733410568024136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114733410568024136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114733410568024136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/gloomy-gloomy-in-sch-now-cos-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114707832007513514</id><published>2006-05-08T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:52:00.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;GP was rather enriching for me i guess. we watched a video about sports and those dope cases thats not even a surprise anymore now. and i was exactly in the position of where ms darrell said, i was disillusioned about the seemingly fair play emphasized sports world. i mean i know about dope cases but just didnt get on the its-happening-everywhere-and-its-damn-common bandwagon. i thought most of those athletes would have enough sense and mind to not do it but apparently money, glory, fame etc are their driving forces to do well (in this case, in whatever ways possible) instead of sportamanship and integrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i remember how when i was young me and my sis will watch in awe at the television during Olmypicsperiod esp at the Russian water ballet and gymnastics routines. i remember how graceful their actions were, how flexible they were and how fantastic are their technics. but now i dont think i can look at them in this same way again. i would be thinking about if they are for real or what drugs did they take to be more flexible, stronger,breathe longer underwater or whatever bullshit enhancements they got from taking drugs. its just not the same anymore about knowing the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;maybe one of those athletes will chance upon my blog and slap me back into reality by tagging at my tagboard with stuff like "wake up naive little girl(stupid bitch) and get into the real world where things aint so simple anymore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and indeed the world aint so simple nor righteous anymore. add on the feeling that i feel that im real naive sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;which brings me to the quote of the day: simplicity is everything.    (or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i believe in simplicity is everything, its just that i dont think its that easy to achieve anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but i dont believe in "forever ever after", its non-existent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im a little not used to having my sis back around the house during weekdays. i mean for 3 years she had been at the hostel coming back mainly during weekends and the weekdays that you will probably see her more often are during term breaks. i hope everything works out just fine though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no i dont like this at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114707832007513514?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114707832007513514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114707832007513514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114707832007513514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114707832007513514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/05/gp-was-rather-enriching-for-me-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114683075977330327</id><published>2006-05-05T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T05:05:59.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;this whole week just went past in a blur. last 2 matches and the week rounded off with a less than pleasant phy. geog test which was sort of compensated for with the suki sushi buffet i had with my sis to celebrate her end-of-exams-cum-mourning-for-the-end-of-uni-days day. i wont be able to attend the graduation ceremony because the stingy nus only issued 2 tickets to each student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;bahhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i found out that my sis is secretly a sadist at heart. *plays beethoven sym no. 5 at the background* lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im happy for brenda and ny that we won tj today! though i wasnt able to be there to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mummy bought me &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;GRAPES&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and..........haagen dazs =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114683075977330327?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114683075977330327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ah gong is out and safe at home! =)&lt;br /&gt;i have this serious craving for grapes because strangely everyone eat grapes in the hospital! everywhere you look there will be patients eating grapes or visitors bringing grapes.&lt;br /&gt;and i satisfied the craving =)&lt;br /&gt;ya know im real fortunate to be in 05A2. i reeally love this class =) and i blog-surf and read about ppl liking A2 too as a class. the good times that we shared shall nv be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes! *punches air*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114640715273655903?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114640715273655903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114640715273655903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114640715273655903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114640715273655903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/ah-gong-is-out-and-safe-at-home-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114623764902605103</id><published>2006-04-28T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:23:41.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back frm SGH.&lt;br /&gt;ah gong is on his way to recovery im glad to say. he was eating n laughing with us =)&lt;br /&gt;his fever went down and the doc took off the drip =)&lt;br /&gt;good chance of coming home this weekend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored n decided to give the lo0ng abandoned mirc a visit and it was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;totally remembered why i stopped.&lt;br /&gt;its just filled with all the wrong dirty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;bahhs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114623764902605103?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114620955078308725</id><published>2006-04-28T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T00:32:30.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im a little pissed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;apparently my big aunt married to my big uncle is not going down to SGH to visit my ah gong cos of my cousin's SPORTS DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so ya telling me this SPORTS DAY is more important than my ill AH GONG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;just because my uncle is working in ipoh now it doesnt mean you should not care about what happens over at this side of the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im worried about ah gong la. when i went down on tuesday my heart just totally broke when i see him lying on the hospital bed. one operation and he aged sooo much, before that he looked the youngest in the ward lo. then he got no energy to hold his spoon to eat and he didnt like the hospital food. one reason was that generally hospital food dont taste nice la den another reason is he say cos adter the op nth tastes nice anymore. =( you know how old ppl are scared of operations that kinda issues. den he was having a cough too and whenever he coughed the wound will hurt. den ever since the op he had been having fever, which is not a good thing! its always around 38 degrees or so. haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;things hadnt gone much better these few days, he's still have the fever and still on a drip =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;poor ah gong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im gona get him crystal jade congee when i visit him later. hopefully it will increase his appetite and eat more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im gona pray hard that he could be discharged soon and recover to health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i've had limited interaction with my grandparents and i do treasure and love this ah gong. my paternal grandfather and grand mother died before i was born and when i was 1 yr old respectively. my maternal ah ma died when i was p3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;netball had been pretty busy this week due to A div. lost to mj n aj. pj n nj match next week and i guess its almost the end of everything. hmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my sis told just told me she nv study these few days. aiyo go study la k left one more week only. jiayous =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;happy birthday sally!! loveya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114620955078308725?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114620955078308725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114620955078308725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114620955078308725'/><link rel='self' 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but well its still different frm mcb times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i dont see the need to lie though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;went to visit my ah gong at SGH just now. operation at 10am tml morning. everything will be fine i believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;good luck to my sister for her final exams that starts tml and for our match against mj =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114580004284885591?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114580004284885591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114580004284885591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114580004284885591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114580004284885591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-is-not-success.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114571131623884011</id><published>2006-04-22T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T06:08:36.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG&lt;br /&gt;my mummy just told me about this horror movie called "hostel" adapted from one of those online horror stories. apparently its about this group of gers who go n seduced guys and after getting into the gers' trap the guys get drugged and got transported off to this factory. this factory is actually a company where they sell off this guys to people who wan to buy them. what for u might ask, these people buy them and they can get to do anything they want with the "good" in the factory. most of the clients buy the "good" to torture/kill the "good" to vent their anger, satisfy their sadist cravings and wadeva etc etc. and the film is mainly very bloody and gory. but the worst thing is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS A TRUE STORY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been recently reported that there is such a service avaliable in parts of thailand. you can buy a "good" for US$10 000 (equals to S$16 000 or 32 000 thai baht) and you can do watever you want with them and as in the movie, most ppl buy the "good" to kill them in some sadistic way.&lt;br /&gt;32000 baht for a human life.&lt;br /&gt;to those ppl who sell their life they are selling it off for the good of the family where they are mostly too poor to sustain the family. after selling themselves the money will be given to their family. another worst thing, this activity of absolute violation of human rights is &lt;strong&gt;LEGAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i duno wat to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;haix one of the sad things that happen in the world everyday.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the director of "hostel" is pretty sick too to make this film knowing its all true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with those ELDCs?! (economically less developed countries)  my god freaking go get yourselves developed for the good of ur country. its no like slave labour where you sell yourslf to do work but its like selling yourself off to get killed and i think killed is a understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so blessed to be living in spore. my mum was talking about hw she dont understand why would there be people who sell of their life and people who buy them to play with them this way and my answer to her is that we will never understand the situation of the people living in poverty in ELDCs. its kinda hard to put yourself into their shoes and understand them in this issue. so ya we should just treasure what we have now and be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114571131623884011?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114568587581039937</id><published>2006-04-22T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:04:35.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i just realised that mon 24th april is like the battle day for ny most of us will be out w competitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;netball gers: ny vs mj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;vball gers: ny vs srjc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bball gers: ny vs jjc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bball guys: ny vs yj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rugby guys: ny vs mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and probably soccer guys n vball guys also have match ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lets all work hard and come back victorious!! jiayou everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yessterday was meet the parents and i learnt from my mother that ah gong will be admitted to SGH tml and for a duration of abt 5 days. operation on mon. she forgot to tell me la!! what is this?! den nw my comp week ah gong will be in hospital omg. i hope i can go down on tues to see him after his operation. pray that everything will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;went to sch n met mr ng. he at first didnt want to meet me la cos he want us to stay for the talk den i say we in a rush so he no choice but he was pretty nice.  only say i nv do his tutorials heh. bt because of that my mum ended up draggin me up for the talk -.- say i should listen. bahhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;j2s  gona have a tough time i tell u. frm duno when to jun hols theres this programme the study-in-sch-library programme n remedial programme den everymonth we are like havin exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;june : midyears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;july: midyears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;august: prelims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sep: prelims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oct: grad day on 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nov-dec : the As&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;going out with jon sally n kenneth tml! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im feeling wistful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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opened the door like 2 times before asking us if we are having lesson we said no and he walked in and sat inside the classrm with us. im still ok with this since its alright that we share but after this another indian ger came n asked us if we having lesson den say if we dont we should get out of here as they are going to have lesson. we gave a half hearted ok with the mind to stay till the bell rings and like in less than a minute this 3rd chinese ger came to tell us off in a commanding manner that they are having a lesson and we should get out. jianxuan flared abit and tell them we are going away soon or smt like that. for god sake, patience is a virtue and this class obviously have none of it, it wont kill to wait right some more the bell haven gone and its not their lesson yet anyone also can remian in the class. crazy fellows.&lt;br /&gt;so i turned to wake esther n brendie who were sleeping on the platform but they were sleeping with their mp3s and didnt hear me. i was preparing to go over to wake them when this guy who was alr sitting in the classrm got up, went over to brendie and tapped her on the forehead and asked her to wake up. like wat was he thinking la? and of cos brendie woke up in a shock while the rest of us were stunned in our seats at wat the guy did. then we packed up grumbling the whole way to our own class where we received cold looks frm the 2 gers standing outside.&lt;br /&gt;omg. wat rude j1s we have in ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day followed with a human geo tutorial with kimmy where he told us in wat i think as a gave-up tone that he think the current approach he's using is not working with us and he is changing approach. he's gona give us a test each week omg. lets hope he does not honour his word or i'll just die i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ya know i was thinking that in netball we are just like this big convent family =) i like it that we are closer and better friends =) jiayou everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you define a jerk? oxford n dictionary.com only gave definations of movement. i mean those bad guys so tell me urs k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114535290578114042?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114535290578114042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114535290578114042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114535290578114042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114535290578114042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114498892475458613</id><published>2006-04-14T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:28:44.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and so. had training again yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;as much as its leaving me tired and not touching my studies much i still &lt;strong&gt;enjoy&lt;/strong&gt; it alot, trng with the rest of the netball babes =)  its also sort of becoming routine,  guess i'll be another empty shell when trainings cease just like post-syf syndromes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the defenders are all mostly injured, so huijiet amy huining chengen and hui ting must take care ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway we got our jerseys ytd. black and pink =) kitson says its bimbotic. hmms. but its nice ok! jiapei says its nice too wahahah its growing on all of us and im pretty sure u cant find another one like ours anywhere else haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;started wearing them ytd already, gona wear them to the RJ friendly on mon too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;congrats to the ruggers for winning their first match against CJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ah but i didnt get to watch since i was having training bahhhs. everyone's comp is starting around this period. the blogs i went to are all talking about their fixtures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was looking through some of the past photos in my com and there were happy smiles everywhere. but how often are we all happy? its like something that we all long for but hw often do we get it?   whatever, this sounds really random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tons of homework waiting for me, till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114498892475458613?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114498892475458613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114498892475458613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114498892475458613'/><link rel='self' 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the person is a GUY.&lt;br /&gt;omg, a guy in the ladies asking the ladies to move so that HE could use the sink.&lt;br /&gt;you shouldnt even be here in the first plc!&lt;br /&gt;yet he was perfectly composed, like he didnt even know he's in the wrong toilet and everything. somemore he look like a somewhat refined guy.&lt;br /&gt;weird fellow.&lt;br /&gt;me and the lady just stared at each other in amazement when meanwhile the guy must have gone out already. lol no panic no nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis just told me that chinablack had ceased operations. i haven even got a chance to go there and it just shut down like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having watched a little of "great expectations" today i've come to the conclusion that i really dont like film adaptations of books. the result nearly always turns out to be fairly disappointing to readers and there just seems to be something missing as compared to when you read the book. its always better to read the book, with its details and everything else. egs like harry potter, memoirs of a geisha blah3 and even comics like garfield....moreover, films tend to set a fixed image upon us about the contents and characters of the book thus limiting imagination.  i mean, how many of us now would think about hermione granger without relating it to emma? or harry potter to daniel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however it doesnt seem to be this way with book adaptations from films, like the princess diaries is still an interesting read away from the storyline on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cartel waffles still rule over gelare ones!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114476711695241591?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114476711695241591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*edited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lets hope that strain on my thigh doesnt grow serious.&lt;br /&gt;splits are like a curse to me ever since the first injury.&lt;br /&gt;bahhhhs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the same goes out to everyone on the team too! must all take care of ourselves cannt be accident-prone anymore le! those who are ok remain ok den those who are injured get well soon- somemore most of us like injure the same area de.&lt;br /&gt;the rj's match been cancelled and A div been pushed back a week. i duno but a friendly always hype me up although i might not always be in the action, cos its nice to watch and even nicer to play. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114467441916961423?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114467441916961423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114467441916961423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114467441916961423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114467441916961423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/edited-lets-hope-that-strain-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114447924331205382</id><published>2006-04-08T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:54:03.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i finally understood how huimin felt the other time she slided on the netball court, cos i went through the pain yesterday after i slided on the court on thurs too hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tiong bahru de luo mai kai is still the best one there is avaliable =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114447924331205382?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114447924331205382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114447924331205382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114447924331205382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114447924331205382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-finally-understood-how-huimin-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114447569643706926</id><published>2006-04-08T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:54:56.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the time has come for me to reveal my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i admit i suck at expressing myself when it comes to this sort of things and when i dont it sometimes leads to misunderstandings, so im gona try the best i can by spelling it out simply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i do care about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if i dont, i wont care a shit about you and would leave you alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if i dont, i wont had offered my help to you that night and could just hang up and go to slp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if i dont, i wont had cared about how he was treating you badly that night and felt angry abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if i dont, i wont had understood how tired you can be recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if i dont, i wont had cared about your results. i did not do that just because i wanted to know your marks. &lt;strong&gt;i did not. &lt;/strong&gt; i did so because i was genuinely concerned about how you are coping with your trainings,  relationship, outside job and schoolwork. or i could jolly well leave you alone. i wanted you to do well, i cared that you should be happy now and next yr when the As are out.  i didnt do that so that i can gloat over you or what, &lt;strong&gt;why should i since i would not have derived pleasure from it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;this is the first time im baring everything of this nature to a friend. i dont know what will result from it since sometimes ignorance is bliss but hell, im just gona follow my heart on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the same to the others, i do care about you guys too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i wont escape from the fault i have in the situation you described. i do have that problem i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114447569643706926?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114447569643706926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114447569643706926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114447569643706926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114447569643706926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-has-come-for-me-to-reveal-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114430515962972722</id><published>2006-04-06T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:32:39.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i believe i have the right to do so, therefore dont come and get all upset with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114430515962972722?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114430515962972722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114430515962972722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114430515962972722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114430515962972722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-believe-i-have-right-to-do-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114407178251741706</id><published>2006-04-03T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T06:43:03.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i was standing at the doorway yesterday enjoying the well, rain breeze during the heavy downpour and i was thinking to myself that i really like winds. although i have changed n learned to shield myself away from it when my hair's all tied up which i really do think its a shame cos i really do like the wind. i like to feel it in my face, my hair and them wheezing past my ears. it brings away the things that are troubling me like exfoliation and reveals a fresher me haha. then just nw looking at yuxi's recent photo collage made me miss the sea breeze even more. it had been so long since i've been to ECP n sentosa. i want to dip my feet into the water, play with water, walk the sandy coastline in my casual wear, write my name in the sand, if possible watch the sunset n the stars but most importantly to feel the wind in my face hair n past my ears =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;now whose willing to make this wish come true with me? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well but i guess i wont be able to fulfill it in awhile cos the extra trainings are coming out and i guess i will need time to catch up on my work n rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and now im all confused about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114407178251741706?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114407178251741706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114407178251741706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114407178251741706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114407178251741706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-standing-at-doorway-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114395992396673237</id><published>2006-04-02T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:35:23.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*edited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was thinking abt the netball trials on mon and reading brenda's blog abt the finalised vball team for A div and i never saw the harsh reality of sports competitions more vividly than now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;this might not be as strongly represented in netball as compared to volleyball though. i mean they are the ones who spent most time trng late into the night, visiting the gym before every trng for their weights and dreamt about the championship that was ever so close to their grasp. at this point i cant help marvelling at the effort they put into their trng. i think most of the netball gers will die of exhaustion every mon n thurs if we were to complete our gym routines before each trng, plus we were not used to having gym before trng too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i had never given this issue much thought but now i can see some light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i can totally understand why some of the vball gers cried upon hearing that they would not be in the main team or main 6. i believe some of them do work very hard for their goals and the tears are probably just the surface of their disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well, and thats the harsh reality of competitive sports. they &lt;em&gt;cant accommodate all, only the best.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the same goes for netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but i shall nevertheless give it my best shot on mon. although i might not be good, at least by trying hard in trials i would be answerable to myself. it would be a great experience to be able to compete in the A div.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;somehow reading back on wat i wrote it sounded abit off frm the thoughts i had in my head but i guess its the closest i can get nw. im not concentrating, wadeva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ppl always see and give credit to the friend who is always about them, having fun with them and speak good of them. but we often neglect those that have true good intentions for us and one who work-behing-the-scenes for the good of their friend. soemtimes , they might not be the one who have the most fun with you or say nice pleasing words to your ears but they are often the ones who would stick with you through thick or thin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114395992396673237?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114395992396673237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114395992396673237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114395992396673237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114395992396673237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/edited-i-was-thinking-abt-netball.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114388109718256642</id><published>2006-04-01T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:44:57.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was so calm, if not even nonchalent, throughout the whole incident that it scares me to think back now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the storm is still ragging, when will it reach the original calm waters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114388109718256642?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114388109718256642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114388109718256642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114388109718256642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114388109718256642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-so-calm-if-not-even-nonchalent.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114364282672576047</id><published>2006-03-29T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:33:46.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i seriously duno wats up with sch this week. its so redundant, theres like nth going on la and im so tired that i've been sleeping any moment i could. ya so i dn understand why i didnt just stay at home the whole while. bahhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;training again tml. its not tt i hate it bt it does wear me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and stupid econs retest on sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0318.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0318.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; i ensure you guys that this cocktail its nice =)  i had it at thelivingroom@the marriot. it gt some brazilian name tt im not sure of the spelling bt its *insert alcohol* &lt;em&gt;chocolate&lt;/em&gt;. haha when its red with aloe vera n cherries, i dont see what so chocolate about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/1600/Photo-0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7930/859/320/Photo-0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; meet junior! =)  he's growing on me but i still think he's one smelly dog LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114364282672576047?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114364282672576047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114364282672576047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114364282672576047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114364282672576047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-seriously-duno-wats-up-with-sch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114346742809820568</id><published>2006-03-27T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T05:50:28.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i suddenly realised hw apt my skin is at expressing the vortex of emotions goin through my heart and thoughts going through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bt im too shagged frm only having 3hrs of sleep for 2 days running + training today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;till tml then whr i blog more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114346742809820568?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114346742809820568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114346742809820568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114346742809820568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114346742809820568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-suddenly-realised-hw-apt-my-skin-is.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114338423031234493</id><published>2006-03-26T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T06:43:50.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;watching "full house" makes me both sad n happy. hmmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114338423031234493?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114338423031234493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114338423031234493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114338423031234493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114338423031234493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/watching-full-house-makes-me-both-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114330417688659762</id><published>2006-03-26T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:29:36.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;list of books to read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;memoirs of a geisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;brokeback mountain and 10 tales- believe it or not lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114330417688659762?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114330417688659762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114330417688659762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114330417688659762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114330417688659762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/list-of-books-to-read-memoirs-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114321565018099307</id><published>2006-03-24T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T07:54:10.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wahaahahhahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i've done it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i changed to this skin ALL BY MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;me the blog idiot. muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im damn proud of myself =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyways its a dark skin again and ya i do have a thing for stars * think that they are super nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was choosing between this and another white one. chose this in the end but saved the white one too soooo i guess u guys will see it when the time comes. ie, when i get tired of it/when you guys nag me to change my skin/when i have the mood hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well well, this long dreaded week is over. &lt;em&gt;like finally&lt;/em&gt;. -why do lit always got the last slots?!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;after all the nervous fits and being a wreck from studying and whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but like i said, this would not be and isnt the end yet. bahhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its always the same thing over again. we long for the post exam period but more often than not after longing for it for so long, we duno wat to do when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it happened again today lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we were lingering ard bcos we dont have a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ended up eventually in town whr it was &lt;em&gt;flooded &lt;/em&gt;with rgs gers everywhere. esther says she thinks the sch is treating them to movie cos got teachers taking attendence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;like wth?? when will ny do smt like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-my sis expresses distaste at my new skin. say its hard to read. is it?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yuxi went home after towning while the 3 of us ended up at my house to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;beauty and the beast =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its a nice disney princess classic which is nice to watch all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;you might scoff and say that we are childish but as brenda said, we do understand n comprehend the meaning deeper nw that we were all grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we would only watch and enjoy the superficial beauty of it when we were young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-gosh i sound like a lit student here. though i am one heh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we enjoyed it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;belle rawks. snow white is &lt;em&gt;not cute&lt;/em&gt; esther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lets watch the rest of the nicer disney flicks while we are at it. only we can understand just hw much break we have on tues lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;oh i wanted to mention this. i was talking to brenda n kitson ytd and i was listening to "dont lie" when i suddenly tht about the kelantan hudud laws*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*for those who dont take geog, hudud laws refers to strict islamic laws*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and i think absolutely nothing of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;come on, the laws includes stuff like chopping the hands of theives, stoning unfaithful women in public etc. and it would seem to us as extremly unreasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i was thinking and telling the 2 of them if you lie in kelantan, would they do smt ridiculous as to cut off your tongue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha vincent just msged me on msn saying that he saw me on ytd at j8, was eating w esther n jianxuan. haha he could still recognise me, thats good lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and after he said that i recalled seeing this guy who looked alot like him too! haha sucha conicidence huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;come to think of it, it had been a long time since i last saw the 4 of them- vincent victor glenn n keith. i still see keith ard sometimes but the other 3 totally nv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and come to think of it i dont see justin(quek) much too. well i guess thats because me n cindy dont hang out often now. when we talk in msn we will always say long time nv go out tgt should fix a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but we nv got ard to it heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i suddenly think my blog sounds highly mundane. bahhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114321565018099307?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114321565018099307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so its true, i guessed right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and like i said, who are you to be one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114312312013362465?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114312312013362465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114312312013362465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114312312013362465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114312312013362465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-its-true-i-guessed-right.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114286598523665243</id><published>2006-03-20T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T07:01:01.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;took kitty's personality test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You are shy and reserved. If you've drawn a cross on each of windows, you always want to live alone. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be. You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. We also see that you are sensuous, sexual, and privately passionate. You don't think much about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i think it sounds kinda contradicting. and i tht most houses all look the same lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im feeling feverish =( and my neck hurts from writing in the LT. bahhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114286598523665243?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114286598523665243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114286598523665243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114286598523665243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114286598523665243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/took-kittys-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114285704983438559</id><published>2006-03-20T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T04:17:29.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hahahah. yaya you guys can like stop telling me that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114285704983438559?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114285704983438559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114285704983438559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114285704983438559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114285704983438559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114274113017139889</id><published>2006-03-19T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T23:46:04.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; are there ny ppl who wears their ny pe tees n hse tees out on a sunday? there are easily a handful of them ard, and no they do not travel abt tgt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my great grand aunt- yea my ah gong's auntie, my mum grand auntie n my great grand auntie lol is currently teaching my mum hw to cook kaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yea homemade kaya. i bet u're envious cos its gona be nice =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at first i was looking forward to the days after block tests where we can all go crazy for awhile. bt the keyword's &lt;em&gt;awhile&lt;/em&gt; cos i figured the sch is not gona let us off the hook so easily. bahhhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and there are just more of those to come, its only a matter of time. which has decided not to stand at our side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one of the greatest ironies in life- we always want to grow up when we are young n want to turn back time when we are all grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you always hear students complain about being a student, bt i think the truth is deep within we do enjoy being one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my student life is gona end soon but i dnwan it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;much as i dislike the exam attachments that comes with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can u imagine working life? 9-5 everyday, as regular as clockwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;minus all the schooltime fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im looking very much forward to it. &lt;em&gt;yea right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shall elaborate more on this after the block. now its back to the stacks of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114274113017139889?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114274113017139889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114274113017139889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114274113017139889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114274113017139889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-are-there-ny-ppl-who-wears-their.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114259988123381545</id><published>2006-03-17T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T04:51:21.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my ah gong might not need to do his operation afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;normally, this kinda situation is a call for celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but unfortunately, this is not normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the doc just found out that ah gong got heart disease n wont do the operation for him til the heart department give the green light for fear of triggering smt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so the operation is "called off".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the worst thing is,&lt;/em&gt; ah gong knew about his heart disease &lt;em&gt;all along&lt;/em&gt;. he just conveniently chose to not remember to tell the rest of us and this new doctor- old doctor went off to US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh man. ah gong ah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114259988123381545?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114259988123381545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114259988123381545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114259988123381545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114259988123381545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-ah-gong-might-not-need-to-do-his.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10875469.post-114250298236893092</id><published>2006-03-17T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:56:22.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've been holed up in my room this past few days studying for the block tests till i think im just driving myslf crazy by not getting out of the house. *screams till it vibrate the whole of bishan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guess i shall treat fri's night out as a relax treat then. cocktails!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i miss my 3 sweeties =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i miss normal school life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;holidays spent studying for block sucks. complete waste of hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;these are the times i envy j1s. bt i guess its just a mater of time that all of us experiences study n free times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;someone help me too. human geog appears to be the topic least tested and yet is the one that i can make absolutely no sense out of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10875469-114250298236893092?l=memories24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/feeds/114250298236893092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10875469&amp;postID=114250298236893092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114250298236893092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10875469/posts/default/114250298236893092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories24.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-been-holed-up-in-my-room-this-past.html' title=''/><author><name>JoK kUaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01385030013005986203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
