<?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-28247727</id><updated>2011-09-04T20:03:07.874+08:00</updated><category term='really itchy'/><category term='THE FROG STORY'/><category term='2e4o5 chalet'/><category term='you two'/><category term='icantwait'/><category term='7/7/07'/><category term='ugh.I&apos;m so hungry now cos of the early dinner'/><category term='they rock'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Exams...work hard lah.'/><category term='very tired'/><category term='My gloves are so damn cute'/><category term='Wah piang'/><category term='photos'/><category term='another birthday girl'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='good doggie...'/><category term='omg'/><category term='yeah'/><category term='remember to do the quiz'/><category term='such brilliance.'/><category term='Prom was a blast'/><category term='Sheesh'/><category term='2nd time'/><category term='so many birthdays coming up'/><category term='gogogo'/><category term='William Blake&apos;s Auguries of Innocence'/><category term='Watch out'/><category term='part I'/><category term='$^%^#$%#'/><category term='sunny will be the weather on CDAYL'/><category term='BEST CAMP EVVERRRR'/><category term='can i don&apos;t go?'/><category term='have a good one'/><category term='music'/><category term='4e5'/><category term='SUNSCREEN'/><category term='dreading it.'/><category term='thanks guys'/><category term='Happy Birthday Singapore'/><category term='When frogs=success.'/><category term='robots rule. Humans sux.'/><category term='i love music'/><category term='4e5 unite'/><category term='Boringgggg'/><category term='lamer.'/><category term='I wish that you are here to see me now.'/><category term='Ahhh'/><category term='Macau sounds like a bird&apos;s name.'/><category term='Happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Oh, Awesome!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8140876863872180086</id><published>2011-03-27T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T03:22:43.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Japan disasters</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;(I bet people would be expecting this post from me...well, sorry for being late.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all know the terrible things that have happened in Japan. The earthquake, tsunami, eruptions and now a nuclear crisis. As we all know the situation over there now, I shall not repeat what the news is telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this post is to talk about the reactions the rest of the world have about the Japan disasters. I think we are all too caught up in what has happened in Japan to notice what is or has happened in other parts of the world. Has everyone forgotten the flood in Australia, earthquake in New Zealand and earthquake in China? Who is going to care about them?I think having such a short attention span is one of the human race's terrible flaws. We get caught up in something so big or unexpected that we immediately lose interest in other things. No one thinks about how much help is needed in rebuilding a country since all the attention is used up the moment the disaster struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I agree about the fact that the situation is very bad in Japan, but I think everyone's lives are equally important. When I see the "pray for Japan" stuff going around on the internet, its makes me think who is actually praying for the rest of the world. And now Myanmar is hit by an earthquake too...wonder how are people going to react towards this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the attention on Japan, people are all contributing to the mass panic that has set in. Its funny, because the Japanese themselves were relatively rational about what happened. I mean, news footage on the earthquake and tsunami were mostly about the extent of damage and scenes of people breaking down were far less, as compared to other disaster news. I salute the Japanese for this. Disasters have happened, the Japanese were prepared for it (building quake proof buildings, being mentally prepared, etc.), and have taken it as a matter of fact. Instead of wallowing, the people are helping each other to manage and survive. If the Japanese can deal with this, why is the whole world panicking like hell!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help much when the media has been spamming news and footage of the tsunami and earthquake. What's the use of constantly repeating same things without providing new information, only succeeding in scaring the public? There are people who have family and friends over in Japan, you know. Why make the situation worse by making them worry excessively?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get this wrong, I love Japan and I'm touched that everyone (including China and the yakuza) is banding together to help the country. But instead of contributing to the hysteria, we can do much more by helping using practical means like donating (even thou I have a feeling they can take care of themselves economically). It'll also be nice to see people caring more about the other disaster hit areas too. Hrm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8140876863872180086?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8140876863872180086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8140876863872180086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2011/03/japan-disasters.html' title='The Japan disasters'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2059176890912362276</id><published>2011-02-27T17:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:37:56.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMORPG (?!) and random videos</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I am as busy as hell and very stressed out over the tests + presentation combo that is coming in about a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current HP: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current MP: 40% (NO COFFEE LIAO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current EXP: 0.00% (Because I dunno how to tackle UGC. DIE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to add stuff like job and skill lvls and stuff, but my sister just told me off: "go and do your work lah! still blog! stuuuuupiiddd ah". So yeah, she had a point. Maybe next time. It'll be fun. But before I go back to doing my stuff, I shall quickly continue with the randomness (which you guys should be quite used to by now) and share some utube videoooooosss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X9_n8jakvWU" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Like It"by Enrique Iglesias.&lt;br /&gt;Hear him say "walao walao" at 0:08. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q_pnFhFjNtY" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who You Are" (live) by Jessie J&lt;br /&gt;She has a freaking amazing voice! I could hardly believe its live when I heard this...summore its at the subway station O.o Will definitely get my hands on her album when its out :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8tVmBOLydsA" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do it like a Dude" (acoustic) by Jessie J&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this song is like...hrm. You could say the song is explicit, especially if watched the original video. This is the acoustic version, which I prefer. I think it  really shows off her voice :D Check out her other acoustic videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/avkgE0PuDlo" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MAGIC" by Seungri&lt;br /&gt;Omg, this track is so addictive. I admit I didn't think his minialbum will be very good. But surprisingly, its pretty decent! I'm spamming this song lately...its kinda unhealthy but screw healthy psyches. I like "White Love" too, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so this ends my very random post.&lt;br /&gt;Man, and I was hoping that it'll be shorter :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2059176890912362276?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2059176890912362276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2059176890912362276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2011/02/mmorpg-and-random-videos.html' title='MMORPG (?!) and random videos'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/X9_n8jakvWU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2673392288002429962</id><published>2011-01-17T20:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:17:55.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KOREAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRJ276NMvI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ubz6xPloVtI/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRJ276NMvI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ubz6xPloVtI/s400/081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563152647852995314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;OMGYESITSANEWPOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, it has been a very busy holiday indeed. Amidst various social activities and celebrations, I also travelled to KOREEEAAAAAA. Most people probably don't even know that I've left and came back until I'm actually back (read: Ronald Toh is a very bad friend). Told you guys that I'd have a very promising career as a ninja. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it shall take very long to write me adventures in Kimchi Land, I will summarize some highlights/observations/ happenings from my trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IT WAS FREAKING COLD.&lt;br /&gt;Like, really really -14 degree Celsius average kinda cold. Especially in Jeju, where we are surrounded by water, the cold wind blows like nobody's business (although it truly is nobody's business). It was so cold that my fingers stung immediately when I wasn't wearing gloves...ok, I know you probably can't imagine it but trust me on this. While we are on this topic, I shall announce that my suspicions of my sister being an alien is once again confirmed. That ET only wore a normal shirt, a cardigan, a usual winter jacket (without zipping the jacket) and jeans...without feeling very cold. Walao, and I was bundled in layers of clothes and equipped with scarves and gloves. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH BTW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRTRqHWQvI/AAAAAAAAB1w/eOWZsZqTPm0/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRTRqHWQvI/AAAAAAAAB1w/eOWZsZqTPm0/s400/084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563163002537394930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOTS WITH THE FUR! HAHAHAHAHAHA! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Koreans really love their kimchi and meat.&lt;br /&gt;I know this because we had both foods in EVERY MEAL. I know right. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Korea has lots of amusement parks.&lt;br /&gt;I think we visited 2 or 3 of them in 7 days. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and this leads me to my next point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 360 DEGREE ROLLER COASTERS ARE FREAKING AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I rode my first 360 degree ride there. The experience itself was super scary, I didn't know how I got the nerves to go for it without much persuasion from my relatives, considering how much of a coward I am. My aunt videoed our daring stunt...the one sitting on the left is my dear cousin and the one on the right is yours truly. I wonder if you can hear it, but I was screaming "OH SHIT, OH SHIT, SHIT, OH SHIT" (or a similar order) as the roller coaster was slowlyyyyyy climbing up the stupid peak before launching us off at a freakish speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fef67fb3b33a1831" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfef67fb3b33a1831%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329879563%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ED4F0AA9B4A2C25184A7EAF52222E1862122F4A.5E663139FB14D9108FCC5DC304F0566BA737BE1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfef67fb3b33a1831%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeW2GbBf0dbaD_9lPM5uacRtq28U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfef67fb3b33a1831%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329879563%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ED4F0AA9B4A2C25184A7EAF52222E1862122F4A.5E663139FB14D9108FCC5DC304F0566BA737BE1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfef67fb3b33a1831%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeW2GbBf0dbaD_9lPM5uacRtq28U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all the guts and adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the ride, I had jelly legs and a laughing fit. I dunno if it was out of relief that we didn't die or if it was because we couldn't believe that we even attempted the ride, but me and my cousin just kept on laughing and laughing and laughing, hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Korean spoons are one of the prettiest spoons I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Myeongdong, my regret.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could have more time to shop there...so much stuff to check out!! The skincare/cosmetic products are very very cheap (cos the Koreans are very particular about looks...as we all know). The face masks are 1/3 of the price in Singapore...now I greatly regret not buying the 100 mask pack. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also saw many Korean stars there...well at least their life sized posters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRWMWq5okI/AAAAAAAAB24/KLo4iq9E6nQ/s1600/433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRWMWq5okI/AAAAAAAAB24/KLo4iq9E6nQ/s400/433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563166209953342018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sized eye candy @A@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRWMEEGjgI/AAAAAAAAB2w/j14PpSM-Kgo/s1600/434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRWMEEGjgI/AAAAAAAAB2w/j14PpSM-Kgo/s400/434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563166204958772738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fangirl scream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRWL0u_w6I/AAAAAAAAB2o/pIkUhEqpRPQ/s1600/435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRWL0u_w6I/AAAAAAAAB2o/pIkUhEqpRPQ/s400/435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563166200843715490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, yeah, you'd wish he was actually on sale :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Korean boots, my regret too.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, why do the biggest shoe size in Korea have to be a size smaller than mine?! The boots were so niceeeee T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love Korean seaweed and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;And so do my colleagues. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Skiing is a terribly challenging sport.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn difficult to stop the skis, and it didn't make things better when I was screaming away while silently praying that I would at least survive if I ever crashed headfirst into the barriers (thank god I didn't). And its really stupid that you had to walk up again if you wanted to ski down. Ok, now you think that its perfectly logical to do so, try walking sideways with heavy skis painstakingly up the slippery slope (hurrhurr, pun not intended). In the end we gave up, took off the skis and carried them up the slope instead. And if you think carrying the heavy skis with the two poles with two hands is no sweat, I would really like to see you try. Conclusion: Skiiing--not for the weak-hearted nor weak-limbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Singaporean Sua Kus and the snow.&lt;br /&gt;Snow was all around us, but it was falling snow that brought out the sua kus in all of us. We saw tiny wisps of snow during one night of our trip, but because it barely had an impact, it doesn't count. The real thing came during the last day of our trip (lucky!!!)...although it might mean nothing to the locals since it wasn't very heavy snow, it was heavy enough to elicit "wahhhh" sounds from everyone in the tour group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTROXCwq3EI/AAAAAAAAB1o/33JcRz2c9WM/s1600/789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTROXCwq3EI/AAAAAAAAB1o/33JcRz2c9WM/s400/789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563157597494369346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you can't really see it, but the snow was there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. It was great to travel with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when everyone is so damn funny. My aunt was the funniest...apparently she brought carrots to Korea. For us to build snowmen. Brought a total of 6 of them summore, since there were 6 of us, LOL. Alot of jokes and laughter along the way, hehe. I think we're the weirdest and noisiest family in the tour. The laughter doesn't stop even during meals, hoho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Our imaginary friends came along too!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, meet the creepy/legendary Alice! And we got Andy, Bernard and Betty on the team now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVsMQ9fjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/lWqkN5Xgg8E/s1600/427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVsMQ9fjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/lWqkN5Xgg8E/s400/427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563165657404374578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who started it all...that's Alice and Andy with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVsbxPu7I/AAAAAAAAB2I/ht3wY5vejYE/s1600/672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVsbxPu7I/AAAAAAAAB2I/ht3wY5vejYE/s400/672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563165661566319538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my sis' friends :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVso0uW0I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/IyR60ncud4A/s1600/675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVso0uW0I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/IyR60ncud4A/s400/675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563165665070570306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because imaginary friends need love too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVtIA0x9I/AAAAAAAAB2g/DdO8jzMsWH8/s1600/677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVtIA0x9I/AAAAAAAAB2g/DdO8jzMsWH8/s400/677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563165673442822098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVs-DOtbI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/GD2x68F5h5g/s1600/676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRVs-DOtbI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/GD2x68F5h5g/s400/676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563165670768555442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I look ridiculously happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering, my imaginary friend Bob didn't join in cos can't take the cold due to his bad bones...Lynette's heartless breaking of his spine 2 yrs ago was what did it :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I probably left out some stuff I wanted to write here and there. But since I can't remember them now, I shall leave this post as it is. I went to many places and saw many things there...too many to write them all. Haha, and basically acted like a pig there--eat a super big meal (AND WITH GUSTO!), go to the coach to sleep, wake up to play, and start the cycle again. Pretty enjoyable, hoho. I'd really like to visit again, preferably during a less harsh season!! Apparently my cousin, aunt and mum want to head back again too, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.E.O.U.L totally man :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2673392288002429962?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2673392288002429962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2673392288002429962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/koreaaaaaa.html' title='KOREAAAAAA'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TTRJ276NMvI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ubz6xPloVtI/s72-c/081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1152586978843811043</id><published>2010-10-15T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T00:24:34.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clifford's exhibition and 4e5 meet up</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;Today I met up with Kaz(Thanks so much for the notebook! Sorry I'm late!), Fonna (I'm sorry for being late too!!!), Fik and Melanie and visited Clifford's art exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art exhibition was pretty interesting...I see some really great work from the students at PJC. And their prep work is really impressive. I like how they added various elements and experimented with different techniques in it. Totally jealous that they get to do fun stuff while I'm stuck doing mundane things in school. Urghhh, I miss doing art and attending art class with the art people (whoa, did I just use the word "art" 3 times in a sentence?!). I find that I'm not motivated to draw lately. I mean, I like drawing and I still doodle alot, but I don't find the passion in doing it anymore. Perhaps its the lack of improvements, perhaps its the environment, or perhaps its just the lack of inspiration. I feel so empty :/ Sigh, I hope this is just some phase that I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than the exhibition, it was really great to be able to meet up with 4e5 friends again. Haha, chatted alot about many things. I think if people listen in to our conversations, they might be shocked or get uncomfortable about the stuff we share (ok, its more of the stuff Fik shares actually, hahahaha!). Fik is the same as always...he's in the boss level now, too much detail! Kaz still thinks the best of this motley crew (I'm humbled). Fonna retains the title of "The Nicest" *hugs*. And its been so long since I went out with Melanie! But really, its so good to see each other again...they're awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, and I can't wait for January! There's going to be exciting stuff happening. Hope that everything will run smoothly for Fonna and Kaz! And I should really start saving now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1152586978843811043?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1152586978843811043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1152586978843811043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/10/clifford.html' title='Clifford&apos;s exhibition and 4e5 meet up'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7153074572892137911</id><published>2010-10-08T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:30:51.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mdm Kwa Geok Choo (1920-2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TK8OiWhwyDI/AAAAAAAAB1U/TV53cSvo1YY/s1600/CA4EC8A06E7B2255A4B7D59F47382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TK8OiWhwyDI/AAAAAAAAB1U/TV53cSvo1YY/s400/CA4EC8A06E7B2255A4B7D59F47382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525651251132418098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm late but my condolences to the Lee family.&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Madam Kwa Geok Choo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7153074572892137911?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7153074572892137911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7153074572892137911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/10/mdm-kwa-geok-choo-1920-2010.html' title='Mdm Kwa Geok Choo (1920-2010)'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TK8OiWhwyDI/AAAAAAAAB1U/TV53cSvo1YY/s72-c/CA4EC8A06E7B2255A4B7D59F47382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1065406719755612033</id><published>2010-10-08T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:14:25.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philo and Bieber</title><content type='html'>HOW.&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy how. Fail already lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how am I supposed to scrape a usual B when I'm just getting 2 or 3 points upon 5 per quiz? If I'm just passing all the assessments I'll probably get a D or something. The latest mid terms and Reading Response is this bloody piece of shit. SO DIFFICULT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we ignore the assessments, the thing that demoralizes me is that I don't understand the readings at all. How am I supposed to go take the test when I don't even know what whoever is talking about. Its like some kamikaze mission without ammo. The philosophers write so much, but whats the point when you can't make people get your idea. Sometimes I think that's their aim you know...try to confuse and crap their way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but moving on to something random.&lt;br /&gt;One kid at work coyly told my coworker that she "listens to Justin Bieber". I almost died when I heard this because it was so very disgusting (both the way she said it and the fact that she said it). And I bet she listens to all the bad songs from him (Baby baby baby oooohhh. Ew, wth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, there are still pretty decent songs from him, namely this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RlNGUvRBNeQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RlNGUvRBNeQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its not bad. Especially since he sounds like a backing singer for Jessica Jarrell when its supposed to be a duet *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha, I like how its sounds like they're singing "lightsaber" instead of "livesaver". So it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So throw yourself out to me, my lightsaber&lt;br /&gt;Lightsaber oh lightsaber&lt;br /&gt;My lightsaber&lt;br /&gt;Lightsaber oh lightsaber&lt;br /&gt;Whoa wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Cackles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And as for the girl, I sincerely hope that this is just a phase. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ooh! John Lennon on Google!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1065406719755612033?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1065406719755612033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1065406719755612033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/10/philo-and-bieber.html' title='Philo and Bieber'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-610906896398240318</id><published>2010-09-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T18:12:28.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;Here's to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of coke &amp;amp; Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained high school party.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who listened to Fall Out boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV...and blame MTV for ruining their life.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who care more about the music than the haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who hum "A Little Less 16 Candles, A Little More Touch Me" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart from someone who didn't even know they existed.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who have read The Perks of Being a Wallflower &amp;amp; didn't feel so alone after doing so.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friend(s).&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who are straight up smartasses &amp;amp; just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who speak their mind.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who second guess themselves on everything they do.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's not for the kids,&lt;br /&gt;who always get what they want,&lt;br /&gt;But for the ones who never had it at all.&lt;br /&gt;It's not for the ones who never got caught,&lt;br /&gt;But for the ones who always try and fall.&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the kids who didnt make it,&lt;br /&gt;We were the kids who never made it.&lt;br /&gt;The Overcast girls and the Underdog Boys.&lt;br /&gt;Not for the kids who had all their joys.&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the kids who never faked it.&lt;br /&gt;We're the kids who didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;They say "Breaking hearts is what we do best,"&lt;br /&gt;And, "We'll make your heart be ripped of your chest"&lt;br /&gt;The only heart that I broke was mine,&lt;br /&gt;When I got My Hopes up too too high.&lt;br /&gt;We were the kids who didnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;We are the kids who never made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Pete Wentz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-610906896398240318?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/610906896398240318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/610906896398240318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/09/heres-to-kids.html' title='Here&apos;s to the kids'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-943541260346951340</id><published>2010-08-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:01:38.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles do happen</title><content type='html'>YEP, I FINALLY CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN. (read: blog post title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was forced to change it since the background of my previous skin suddenly disappeared...and after browsing through numerous skins, I settled on this one. Hope you guys will like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as you can see, there's a lot of tweaking and editing to be done. I'm thinking about the color of the tagboard, may change the headings abit, still working on the profile thing (man, I don't really like blogger's profile page), thinking if I should add in the archive, etc, etc...plus I'm unsure about the blog title and such. Hmm, I'll do some small and probably insignificant changes here and there as I go along. Although there's a high chance that I may totally give up (html makes me eyes hurt), but we shall see how it goes, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, blogger seriously doesn't have very nice skins. Wordpress has all the good stuff. Plus I prefer Wordpress' comment interface since it makes everything more comfortable for me. So I got rid of the blogger comments and just pasted the tagboard here, now everyone's happppppyyyy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm getting a Facebook account. (read: blog post title AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know. I was gonna stay Facebook free, but reality caught up with me. My lecturer for the music mod is gonna use FB alot for our class (cos he thinks the UBlearns platform sucks, to which I agree) and thus I'm stuck in this situation. Man, and my resistance was still going strong!!! DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Come on people, bring on the stalking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-943541260346951340?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/943541260346951340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/943541260346951340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/08/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles do happen'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2097219655214081</id><published>2010-08-13T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T01:43:26.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires suck trailer</title><content type='html'>Fonna showed me this trailer some time back, and I felt that it was necessary to share the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="600" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZKh6D1FhyU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZKh6D1FhyU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh man...twilight sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2097219655214081?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2097219655214081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2097219655214081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/08/fonna-showed-me-this-trailer-some-time.html' title='Vampires suck trailer'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1172787460984374529</id><published>2010-08-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:40:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 45th Birthday, Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;So Elena just wished me a Happy National Day. And I was telling her that I don't feel it(yeah, I know its a public holiday that makes a huge difference for some people, but I'm on school break now so its nothing much for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, all I see are ALOT of flags around. Big deal. And I don't even know what's the theme song for National Day this year. I think its something about brothers and sisters that Corinne May sang (no offense to her, I like her songs)...heck I can't even be sure that that's the theme itself since I don't hear it much. Congrats to the YOG people, your theme song has so much airplay that I have better recall of it than the Corrine May song (ok, I think I've studied too much cos I'm now thinking of brand awareness in public relations), may you also experience the same success for the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently this feeling is the same for others too. My sister told me that the school read the same speech in 4 languages (AGAIN! Can you imagine the boredom!? I understand the appreciation for racial understanding and I'm definitely pro racial harmony, but the hearing a speech 4 times is just...just too terrible. What, did they think student's didn't understand English?). Then they had some performance and early dismissal. Rigghhhhht, and I thought that people in government schools would probably feel the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I'm not trying to rant, just saying.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1172787460984374529?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1172787460984374529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1172787460984374529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-45th-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy 45th Birthday, Singapore'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8221869199330781229</id><published>2010-07-23T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T00:39:19.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Onemanga!!??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;BAD NEWS. VERY BAD NEWS PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;ONEMANGA SHALL CEASE TO EXIST IN ABOUT A WEEK'S TIME AND OH WOE IS UPON ME. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently not everyone is happy about manga being hosted online, and the admins are asked to end the site. WHY OH WHY!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about my One Piece?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Naruto?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Skip Beat?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Codebreaker?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Liar Game?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Karneval?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Dengeki Daisy?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Fairy Tail?&lt;br /&gt;What about my D Gray Man?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Kaichou wa Maid sama?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Kimi ni Todoke&lt;br /&gt;What about my Faster than a kiss?&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about my DI(E)CE?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Shiawase Kissa Sanchoume?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Nanaco Robin?&lt;br /&gt;What about my School Mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Durarara?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Psyren?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Deadman Wonderland?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Akuma to Love Song?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Strobe Edge?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Dolls?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Five?&lt;br /&gt;What about my JUDGE?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Ao no Exorcist?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Kamisama Hajimemashita?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Million Girl?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Vampire Knight?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Chocolat?&lt;br /&gt;What about my Oresama Teacher?&lt;br /&gt;What about my generic shoujo manga?&lt;br /&gt;What about all the series that I've completed (like Hello Baby, FMA, WANTED, Haruyuki Bus, DOUBT, Mx0, 20th century boys, 21st century boys, etc)?&lt;br /&gt;What about all the series that I've stopped halfway (like Bakuman, Special A, Detective Conan, Tantei Gakuen Q, Katekyo Hitman Reborn, etc.)?&lt;br /&gt;What about all the series that I haven't started (like Bleach, DOGS: Bullets and Carnage, P3, P4, Code Geass, Gintama, Piano no Mori, etc.)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so distressed now that I can't think of all the series that I have read/stopped halfway/haven't read....This sucks. And I was gonna squander my holiday thats coming in 2 weeks by reading tons and tons of manga *cries* How will I survive!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok *sniff* I've checked Mangafox *sniff* Lucky there wasn't any notice about some impending tearing down of the site...if not I shall be in deep shit. Eh, but I don't really like mangafox leh. The vibe ain't right. But I guess losers can't be chosers. Thanks alot man, for crushing onemanga, stomping on it and then giving it a final spit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Onemanga: Thanks for all these great manga hosting years. I shall miss your black and red color scheme, not very nice banner, and your great collection of manga. Hope you will somehow struggle your way back into cyberspace (thou highly impossible)...I shall loyally wait for your return!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall now drown myself in manga heaven before its gone *cue MJ's "Gone too soon"*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8221869199330781229?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8221869199330781229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8221869199330781229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-onemanga.html' title='No Onemanga!!??!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8465167503331611625</id><published>2010-06-25T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:50:07.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whining...and more whining</title><content type='html'>Hiya, long time no see. Haven't been posting anything these days...haven't even been online either since switching the computer would mean an inevitable downward spiral to school failure hell. But if you're reading this, I thank you for your loyalty *sniffles*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think its because I'm too stressed, I've become very irritable these days. I'll just get pissed off easily, and many people can attest to it. Apparently I just have different "angry points" (directly translated) according to my sister when I was whining to her. But seriously, many things have been troubling me lately. Wisdom tooth giving me freaking painful ulcers, lack of sleep, etc etc etc. Especially in school...I'm currently taking a course whereby I have no grasp of how the lecturer is going to test us. She tends to sidetrack to irrelevant things, and her slides is kinda vague. She tells us to just study whatever she has went through with us, but she would just ask us to read a whole chunk of stuff in her slides...so, what? Do I pay alot of attention to those pages or not? Mind you, the chapters are super content heavy and there is ALOT to memorize. I feel so helpless and frustrated D: The first test was a total disaster...I only just passed leh wth. It was a very big blow *sniffs* The thing is, the stuff she tests are just very little details. I just don't understand-there were so many things she emphasized, so much content that were far more important. Why go and test us weird weird content...WHY?! Seriously, I think many people in class just flunked or barely passed. And that was just a first test (thank god it was only 10%)...I was thinking, what if the rest of the semester's exams was going to be this kind of shit!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT TODAY. Today was the mid terms for the module, and oh my god, it was actually DOABLE!!! I experienced so much stress over the exam lo. Because its 30% of the overall grade, and I just passed my first test, it was seriously make or break. Summore my lecturer told us that anyone who didn't make it will have to resign from the course. Waliao, do this for the second time and pay again!? No way man. So I just tried to remember whatever I can from six chapters worth of content in the limited time we have...and the exam turned out to be pretty ok. Personally, I think the lecturer made it easier for the class to do (since everyone's basically failing). Ahhh, I'm just hoping I'll do good enough to level out the impact suffered in the first test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this week also concludes the end of my half semester modules for summer. Its kinda sad, cos I've had great lecturers for these mods, especially for communications class. I think my class caused alot of trouble for my lecturer, Lance. Totally hard to please and unresponsive. But to his credit, he was super patient with us and remained nice. He even bought food for us on the last day of class (nice right!)! Haha, the funny thing is everyone planned to get a can of coke for him as a surprise...he survives on coke. But he went and bought 4 big bottles of coke himself! Everyone was like "wth!" when we saw him taking out bottles and bottles of coke. And when we went down to present our individual cans, he was basically shocked and laughed hysterically. Yeah, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TCTayO9GvPI/AAAAAAAAB0k/O_DJP2KXKoM/s1600/Image126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TCTayO9GvPI/AAAAAAAAB0k/O_DJP2KXKoM/s400/Image126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486750802586811634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheer amount of coke. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TCTaxrmRhgI/AAAAAAAAB0c/6oIhbFolU-Y/s1600/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TCTaxrmRhgI/AAAAAAAAB0c/6oIhbFolU-Y/s400/Image129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486750793095808514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and our fizzy cans of appreciation! (I was telling Elena how pretty the packaging was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so this is basically what's happening to me in school now. I know, alot of whining involved...I'll try to tone down next time. Before I go, here's a random statement in view of today's 5 hour downpour in Jurong today (which I spent studying instead of sleeping comfortably in bed) :&lt;br /&gt;"People who call for food delivery in stormy weather are truly evil. Die, suckers."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8465167503331611625?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8465167503331611625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8465167503331611625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/whiningand-more-whining.html' title='Whining...and more whining'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/TCTayO9GvPI/AAAAAAAAB0k/O_DJP2KXKoM/s72-c/Image126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8623341403646727080</id><published>2010-02-27T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:02:20.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh, enough hor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;Urgh, just fought with my mum. Ok, we didn't really "fight", but I sorta told her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were peacefully eating dinner, and she said "you can't cook right?" (because apparently she always sees my sister cooking real food while I only cook maggie mee)&lt;br /&gt;And I gave her a wth look.&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn't get the hint and went on saying "I think you can't even cut vegetables either"&lt;br /&gt;Then I snapped and said something like "why do you always say that I can't cook just because you haven't seen me do it? What about the times that I've cooked soup (and I mean real soup, not campbell) and dinner for us? I don't like it when you always tell other people in front of me that I can't cook a decent dish when in actual fact I can".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I said it really fast, and in a harsh tone so now I'm feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SERIOUSLY. I can't even cut vegetables?! Thats super insulting, nevermind me enduring all the talk and publicity about my inability to cook. I'm not the best person to call into the kitchen but I can obviously do it if I wanted to. Why do people always test my patience by telling me the same negative things OVER AND OVER AGAIN?! Just because I don't lash out at you doesn't necessarily mean I agree with or like what you're telling me. A few times is enough, and I don't need you to be like some recorder replaying your comments everytime...its freaking irritating and annoying. SO STOP IT, OK!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so my mum was kinda taken aback at my really fast statement, and stopped taunting me. And I really hope it stays like this because enough is seriously enough. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and something off topic: Don't get the mix style headphones in Harris. I bought it and realised that it isn't the real goods...no wonder it was so cheap =.= Ah well, just a word of caution to potential buyers (unless you don't mind fake stuff *shrugs*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright venting over, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8623341403646727080?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8623341403646727080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8623341403646727080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/eh-enough-hor.html' title='Eh, enough hor!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6010468674747284011</id><published>2010-01-04T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:59:41.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Well, its 2010!! Happy new year, everyone! We're another year closer to the end of the world, but still, IT'S TIME TO PARTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but I didn't go out to celebrate the new year. Actually wanted to, but changed my mind when the others wanted to go vivo instead of JP and I couldn't afford the cab fare home. But seriously, everyone is really partying to usher in the new year. The whole stretch of road at Boon Lay shopping centre was cordoned off and there were just tons and TONS of people walking around...without getting afraid of being fined, even thou the place has lots of police going around. O.O Pretty surreal. Ugh, I freaked out when the bus 99 driver bypassed the whole area and missed my stop. I thought he took the wrong route and began to doubt whether I was really taking 99 home D: Anyways, the area was filled with people, stalls (pasar malam!!!), alot of lights, alot of noise (almost gave me a panic attack), and more people. Plus back at home, they were doing another countdown downstairs (omg)...and they were late by 5 seconds. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats how I spent my new year: working (everyone's minds were somewhere else the whole time XD), fighting through the crowds to get home, enduring the noise downstairs (I swear, "I gotta feeling" is totally overplayed) and just watching tv at home (darn, missed the rain fashion show. Think it looks good thou I don't like rain =.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions for the new year?&lt;br /&gt;1. Just be more organised and prepared for class. Could have done better last sem but was overloaded with too many stuff at the entirely wrong time. Yes, preparation and planning are the keywords for the new school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Should get out more. Thanks to people who invited me to go somewhere before...and still patiently extend their invitations. As I review the year, I realise I have no life-just work, home, and school (plus the occasional movies). I'm really irritating and boring, but I do appreciate those invitations. But I have many reasons you see, with one main reason being the lack of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This leads to my 3rd and I must say, one of the most important resolutions: SAVE MORE, DAMMIT! I realise my monthly salary is being spent on one thing or another, and I have really no substantial savings to speak of. Tsk, planning is also the keyword in the finance area of my new year. Gotta save more in order to accomplish more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Read more. I haven't been reading alot in 2009...I miss the library and I think the library misses me too. But thanks ADELINEEEEEEEEE!!!! Haha, she bought me a Mitch Albom book ("Have a little faith") for my birthday, so I'm gonna get started on it. Read a few pages already, pretty ok so far but its too early to form concrete opinions about it. Still, a big THANK YOU to Adeline! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop procrastinating. Applies to all areas of my life, especially the part about cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Seriously, get a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think thats all for the list now. Will add more when I think of new stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Phew, can't believe I'm in the new year already. 2009 was quite ok, made new friends, learnt new things and found a job. Not exactly smooth sailing (eg: bought 40kg worth of books at the start of the 1st school year), but it wasn't that bad (at least it was funny, lol). Well I hope 2010 will be a much better year for me, and also for all my friends and family. Its a new year of new experiences, hopes and dreams people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to You!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-6010468674747284011?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6010468674747284011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6010468674747284011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7823982361899282531</id><published>2009-12-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:18:25.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I'M ALIVEEEEE!!!~&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I know I haven't been updating and stuff...but I'm a busy person ok. And I'm late, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU, YOU, YOU AND YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;May your coming year be better than the last, and happy holidays! :D Since I'm such a nice person, here is a gift for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUczesc4Qz8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUczesc4Qz8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T TOUCH THIS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7823982361899282531?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7823982361899282531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7823982361899282531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5013158707136557105</id><published>2009-10-14T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:34:11.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama got a Nobel</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so Obama got a Nobel Prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be a bummer, but SERIOUSLY? He got a freaking prize in such a short while...too short in my opinion. Makes me feel sorry for other candidates who worked all their lives in advocating peace and stuff. *pats shoulders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still...CONGRATULATIONS, OBAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/StXgTT6gvWI/AAAAAAAABzA/XRJn4ijjbHg/s1600-h/tumblr_krbfmaJTXF1qzsth0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/StXgTT6gvWI/AAAAAAAABzA/XRJn4ijjbHg/s400/tumblr_krbfmaJTXF1qzsth0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392462751213862242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, he's totally cool. Check out the Mac, man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5013158707136557105?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5013158707136557105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5013158707136557105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/obama-got-nobel.html' title='Obama got a Nobel'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/StXgTT6gvWI/AAAAAAAABzA/XRJn4ijjbHg/s72-c/tumblr_krbfmaJTXF1qzsth0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4261218344529286711</id><published>2009-09-26T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:12:43.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gestalt Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Gestalt Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do my thing and you do your thing.&lt;br /&gt;I am not in this world to live up to your expectations,&lt;br /&gt;And you are not in this world to live up to mine.&lt;br /&gt;You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;If not, it can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;(Fritz Perls, 1969)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know this text through some manga I read, and I LIKE IT :D It's good isn't it? A super big "HAH" to manga haters out there...who said manga is a waste of time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it would be beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4261218344529286711?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4261218344529286711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4261218344529286711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/09/gestalt-prayer.html' title='The Gestalt Prayer'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4402796862600442087</id><published>2009-09-18T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:51:22.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS ROCK</title><content type='html'>(Argh, wanted to find a decent blogskin before I do a new post. Oh well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello my fans from all around the world (pffft.)&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling super lousy today cos I made a fool of myself by writing a completely naive essay without giving it much thought and had to present it in front of the whole lecture group, and was bombarded by questions that I couldn't answer from the lecturer. Not blaming him thou, I didn't think my essay was acceptable either. Just feel disappointed thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but I guess Jas saved my day by suddenly calling me and telling me something super funnyyyyy. Thanks for the call man XD Elena should totally hear this after she gets back from her vacation (yeah, some people are just lucky ducks). "What's up with her!?"= SUPERBIG LOL/ HEHEHE =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and went to watch Inglourious Basterds...My first M18 movie!!! (ok, technically I'm not 18 yet, but who cares) IT WAS SUPER GOOOOOOOOD. Like everyone should go and watch it. The script was funny and witty (great dialogue, no wonder it took so damn long to write it), the actors were amazing (nice accents...and the Landa bad guy was seriously evil in the flesh), the scenes were shot with alot of skill. And one of the things I learnt from the movie is that Hollywood's make up team is seriously pro. The killing/scalping scenes were freaking explicit. Yeah I know, DUH for a M18 movie. Thank god the whole movie wasn't overdosed with Brad Pitt *cough*Benjamin Button*cough* or it'll be such a turn off. Seriously, do film makers think that we're all fangirls? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No gonna drop spoilers here. Just go watch it!! Oh yeah, look out for the scene when the basterds met the Landa bad guy at the theatre and introduced themselves...DAMN FUNNY. Everyone was laughing at that scene...ok, for most of the scenes in the movie. Really, go catch it. Man, I feel like watching it another time myself. Missed the Quentin Tarantino cameo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now my sore ego feels slightly better. Zzzz, I know you heard this all before, but I'm getting busier lately. Still, I am waiting for the chance (and photos) to write the post on last week's happenings...movie, 2e4 gathering, JUMP performance. All consecutive summore (with work the next morning). Yeah, so I neglected my work to have fun and now I'm reaping the fruit of my laziness this week by working late into the night and looking like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;And go watch Inglourious Basterds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4402796862600442087?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4402796862600442087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4402796862600442087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/09/inglourious-basterds-rock.html' title='INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS ROCK'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6040100720898855602</id><published>2009-08-21T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:35:38.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reformatting, results, ranting</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;Hello, I'm pretty pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;Just reformatted my computer AGAIN. FOR THE DUNNO GOD KNOWS HOW MANY TIMES IN JUST A FEW DAMN MONTHS. And I lost my saved websites, have to download all sorts of programs AGAIN...I'm getting too old for this shit =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone has some free antivirus software thingy to recommend? Apparently some random virus scanner revealed that I have 38 viruses(?) like spyware and trojan horses lurking around. And I suspect the scanner thing is also some virus in disguise cos it practically spammed the "sign up and buy the antivirus software" message, and changed my desktop pic. What the hell. Lucky my dell is pretty hardy and has survived much worse situations that a stupid reformatting. DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well besides that, I'm in the middle of the holidays now...almost ending soon =/ Still have alot of slacking and sleeping to do! D: Sometimes I think time doesn't like me alot, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got my summer sem results. Pretty ok, better than the 1st sem grades anyways. Thou I think I could have gotten A for ESL...was pretty consistent until I think I screwed up my research paper. Ah well, I STILL LOVE SUMMER SEMESTER!! 6 week courses are love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall semester will be hell thou...5 courses in a semester! 5 COURSES?! Ok, I was almost dying with 4 (but that includes ESL which is pretty tiresome with all the essays D:), wth am I going to do with 5!? Omg, let me go thru it safe and sound and perhaps slightly alive T.T Seriously kids, study hard so at least you can get waivers from courses. I have to stuff 5 courses in one sem cos I didn't have a diploma/cert. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think what would happen if I had continued with JC or started poly. Not that I'm regretting or anything (my mum will kill me), just that its hard to go onto this route which is pretty unconventional, all by myself, and with very very little support from the people around me. Umm, thanks for the encouragement? Still, I'm gonna finish this degree and see how things go. Hope employers wouldn't be so narrow minded to dislike me just because there's a missing cert between my o lvl cert and degree, humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, been a long time since I wrote this much stuff. Don't mind me, I'm just feeling irritated+frustrated=ranting. Of course I don't plan to wallow in this confused state, but it just bothers me for now. This is my blog anyway *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-6040100720898855602?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6040100720898855602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6040100720898855602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/reformatting-results-ranting.html' title='Reformatting, results, ranting'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1137605870255088349</id><published>2009-07-08T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:01:58.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose bleeds</title><content type='html'>You know sometimes when you're in a certain stage of life whereby you feel like jumping off the building everyday you wake up? Or when there are so many things to do that you don't know when to start? Yes, I do realise I've been whining about the immense amount of stuff I have to do. But still, I just like to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I was telling Jas that I'm too 'heaty' these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Waliao, I'm seriously gonna get some nose bleed soon lo! I've been eating things like durians, cups of milo, chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas: Wah serious? I haven't got nose bleeds before. Eh, but I've been wondering. How does your nose actually bleed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In an "EH?!" revelation moment, while we seriously comtemplated the question*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Um, I dunno. Then what about mucus? Where does it come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas: I think mucus is like phlem from your lungs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: So nose bleeds would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together: BLOOD FROM YOUR LUNGS?! *looks at each other with shocked expressions*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I swear! We were laughing at the weird logic in there...SUPER HILARIOUS!! Then when we asked Elena, she said something like "doesn't the blood come out when your blood vessels in the nose burst?". Then the two of us were totally taken aback by the actually logical explanation from someone like Elena. Wah, didn't think she'll make this much sense! So it seems you can't underestimate the bio knowledge from someone who's sickly O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, blood from the lungs?! LOOOOOOOOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1137605870255088349?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1137605870255088349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1137605870255088349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/nose-bleeds.html' title='Nose bleeds'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2605262070041687432</id><published>2009-07-03T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:43:36.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Technicolor II</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXSovfzyx28&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXSovfzyx28&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IN TECHNICOLOR II BY COLDPLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, I'M TYPING IN CAPS BECAUSE I JUST FELT LIKE IT AND THIS VIDEO DESERVES IT. PUPPET SHOWS THAT DO CROWD SURFING, PYROTECHNICS, EXPANDING STAGES, GUITAR SMASHING ARE TOO DAMN FUNKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:57 SERIOUSLY CRACKS ME UP. OK, THE WHOLE VIDEO DOES. LOOOOOOOL!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2605262070041687432?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2605262070041687432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2605262070041687432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-technicolor-ii.html' title='Life in Technicolor II'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2726262761305192433</id><published>2009-06-27T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:09:33.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett</title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://www.iwebmusic.com/1/1187.WMA" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;As a sign of respect, I decided to put this in another new post. Because its rude to talk about death when you've just complained about COM 488 and gushed about the GSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Mr Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Though you're kinda weird in your own ways, but I guess this is what makes rock stars and legends rock stars and legends. Appreciated your music...and I still remember that my kindergarten graduation performance used "Billie Jean" as music. And till now, I do listen to your music...thou its the remixed version of "Billie Jean". It was a sudden way to go, but rest assured that the world won't forget you and the legacy you left behind (just look at Chris Brown and Adam G. Sevani).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Farrah Fawcett&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about you till ET literally spammed their news with your condition some time back. It was a good battle, so there's nothing to be ashamed of when you go. Charlie's Angels was famous because of you, and I hope you're proud of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2726262761305192433?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2726262761305192433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2726262761305192433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson-and-farrah-fawcett.html' title='RIP Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-525133244029254126</id><published>2009-06-26T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:53:31.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Com 488, Helloooo GSS!</title><content type='html'>Ohohohohoho! I finally got internet connection for the other computer! No more fighting with my bratty sister for the computer! *throws confetti* Downside is that the connection is not very stable. And youtube's loading time is even more retarded D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on to more good news: its the end of COM 488!&lt;br /&gt;And I have some personal matters to settle with that course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear COM 488:&lt;br /&gt;Through the past 6 weeks I've spent studying about you, I have realised that you're a pain in the neck to understand, not to mention to study for. HTTP, Black hats, White hats, Attrition rate, Optic Fiber, 8 features of e-communication technology, 8 features of a business, trojan horse, trademarks, copyrights, patents, cookies, privacy online, web bugs, Web 2.0, etc, etc, etc. Basically, YOU SUCK! Although there was a great lecturer teaching us who taught me alot of very very important things, that doesn't make you less lousy ultimately. Because I feel kinda cheated when your name is supposed to be more about communication than technology in the first place. So even though you may be useful sooner or later (e.g.: telling facebook supporters that facebook owns EVERYTHING they put up on the site and enjoy the moment when their faces convulse in shock), I'm just glad that you'll be gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we never meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, that was my hate letter to COM 488. Ok, it doesn't sound exactly 'hateful' but I guess that's because the paper itself was pretty easy. 50 MCQ and true/false questions wtb! LOL, I practically breezed through the paper in like 5 mins...and spent the next 20 mins pondering over the more difficult ones+checking the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH!! And that Elena was so funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;Our paper actually has different versions to prevent cheating you see. And to indicate which version of the paper we're taking, there is a question telling us at the end of the paper (usually placed at question 51). But this time, the question appeared in question 37 which said: The version of your paper is A. So the answer to question 51 is A. (or something like that. Can't remember.) And then, this got alot of us very confused. I didn't know if I should put no.37 after no.51 to push the answers up, or leave it as it is instead. And after asking, I found out that we should just leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN. ELENA THAT JOKER, she over analysed the whole thing. Cos the answer to no.51 is B instead, and she thought no.37 was a trick question. So even when her paper's version was A, she went ahead and changed it to B. VERY SMART LO. Thank god we found out about it, and told her to go back and get it changed. She was so panicky lo...dunno whether to comfort or laugh at her. Ahhhhh well, that's the joke of the year. (oh yeah, it doesn't matter if you don't understand my explanation. I'm bad at explaining in the first place. That's why my jokes don't sound funny at all *wails*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now its one COM subject down...and 2 MORE TO GO FOR THE REST OF THE SEM!!! GAHHHH! Hope the other 2 will be easier to understand. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm enjoying the GSS. "Tis' the season to be shopping, FALALALALALALALALA~" Yeah thou I'm not exactly the shopping type, things are different when it comes to the things I like and when I actually have some moolah to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRIS SALE OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;2 BOOKS=20% OFF&lt;br /&gt;3 BOOKS=25% OFF&lt;br /&gt;HOW GREAT IS THIS?!?!?! *hysteria*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and sis bought 3 books...and the amount we paid is like for 2 book only. WTH, I LOVE THIS SALE MAN. Haha, got "The perks of being a wallflower" (Thou I read it already, my sis was interested in it when Jas lent me the book. Thank you Jas!! The book is great, really.), "The White Tiger" (halfway through) and "Life's Golden Ticket" (haven't read it yet, but looks similar to "5 people you meet in heaven"). Sigh, good books are such great investments. Hmm, I should visit Bras Basah soon to find some good deals too. Still can't believe the time I got "The reader" in brand new condition and latest edition for ONLY $1. *bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'm such a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Famous Amos is having offers too...check them out! *munches on my no nut chocolate chip cookies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-525133244029254126?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/525133244029254126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/525133244029254126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-com-488-helloooo-gss.html' title='Bye Com 488, Helloooo GSS!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7700319812953574673</id><published>2009-06-17T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:03:53.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes hello.&lt;br /&gt;My life is filled with tons of work now, so its like everytime I go online is to do work, work and more work. Plus the fact that I have a mid term exam, final exam, and a presentation to finish up next week...oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I finally got the computer in the living room fixed! The fan got spolit, so its been out of order for a looong time already. Yeah well, and I was cleaning up the computer table the other day (yes, I actually do the activity called cleaning...once in a while =.=) and I saw this snowman shaped thing. I thought it was some weird toy and I was gonna throw it away when it....CRACKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND A SMALL BLACK LIZARD CAME SCUTTLING OUT OF IT SHITOMGWTH SUPERGROSSSSSSSS!!! $^&amp;amp;$!@!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO EH! DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I almost got a freaking heart attack lah! Thank god that thing didn't climb to my arm or something. I think I'll faint with disgust/fear/shock (or a combination of them). And luckily I didn't break the other egg stuck to it...DOUBLE EWWWW. Practically screaming all the way till I finally managed to get it out the window. GAHHH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So please beware of white roundish things because they may contain scary things inside them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7700319812953574673?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7700319812953574673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7700319812953574673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='!!!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-645709720468197291</id><published>2009-05-30T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:57:11.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, SERIOUSLY?!</title><content type='html'>Wow. Apparently my sister is 2nd in the whole level for the mid years. And 1st in her class. And 1st for amaths in the whole level. And 1st for english in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this can't be happening (especially for english...her actual grades are wayyyy below standards in my opinion =.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall ignore the fact that hyss' standards are getting lower, and declare that for once in the entire 15years I've spent with my sister, I am actually somewhat proud of her...she actually isn't too stupid!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely she got inspired by me or something~ LOL, BRAGGING RIGHTS ARE MINE!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-645709720468197291?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/645709720468197291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/645709720468197291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-seriously.html' title='OMG, SERIOUSLY?!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2967981783842070955</id><published>2009-05-26T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:33:28.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elena's birthday+FF distant worlds concert!!!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch Final Fantasy Distant Worlds on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS FREAKING AWESOME IN THE MOST AWESOME-MEST SENSE OMG WTBICANTBELIEVEIT!!! AHHHHHHHH!!! *hyperventilate*&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, no regrets for the $30 I paid for it...totally no regrets. *tears of bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, cos it was also Elena's birthday on Friday, I met up with Jas and the birthday girl to have early dinner at Breeks! So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ELENAAAAAAA~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, hoped she liked my gift. Now for the pics....and to introduce my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTetcyZ7I/AAAAAAAABw4/lvgO9Oc3r9A/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390620285953970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTetcyZ7I/AAAAAAAABw4/lvgO9Oc3r9A/s400/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMBjnYsRI/AAAAAAAABvw/DnypTIFNHis/s1600-h/22-05-09_1741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339382422848450834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMBjnYsRI/AAAAAAAABvw/DnypTIFNHis/s400/22-05-09_1741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena+her Chicken Chop (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Shl0svLQOwI/AAAAAAAABy4/SrEmzq_y5x4/s1600-h/22-05-09_1742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339427145151167234" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Shl0svLQOwI/AAAAAAAABy4/SrEmzq_y5x4/s400/22-05-09_1742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMCJfUCFI/AAAAAAAABwI/NU1VpK3Gqj0/s1600-h/22-05-09_1744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339382433015138386" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMCJfUCFI/AAAAAAAABwI/NU1VpK3Gqj0/s400/22-05-09_1744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas+her Fish and Chips! The fish fillet was super long O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMCOtuZlI/AAAAAAAABwA/vwLizhc7Y68/s1600-h/22-05-09_1743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339382434417763922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMCOtuZlI/AAAAAAAABwA/vwLizhc7Y68/s400/22-05-09_1743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Mushroom Spaghetti. Ok, it looks like crap here, but its actually pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlVDAC9n6I/AAAAAAAABxA/min9orKWCM4/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339392343264829346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlVDAC9n6I/AAAAAAAABxA/min9orKWCM4/s400/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlMCnu2IDI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jwJaiStuz80/s1600-h/22-05-09_1745.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me+my short hair. WHOA, DA BIG REVEAL!! Figured out that it'll be stupid to put a smiley face over every photo with me inside it =.= So, go on, laugh if you must D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTeOrN1yI/AAAAAAAABwg/xbUcplyEI38/s1600-h/22-05-09_1827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390612024973090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTeOrN1yI/AAAAAAAABwg/xbUcplyEI38/s400/22-05-09_1827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and these are the weird people I hang out with :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, dinner was Elena's treat! Apparently this is what people do when they have birthdays in Indonesia O.O Kinda guilty when its her birthday but she's treating us....THANKS LOADS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to the Esplanade to catch the concert after that (lol, this is like what, the first real concert I've been to at the Esplanade? And no, Hi 5's performance that I went to a few years ago doesn't count....though the lighting effects were pretty @.@) We were seated at the highest level (3rd floor I think). Its funny cos our seats are supposed to be one of the cheapest, but they reminded me of those wealthy people with their own private boxes at the upper levels. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWy82T5tI/AAAAAAAABxo/0maE-I7IgQw/s1600-h/IMGP0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339394266551805650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWy82T5tI/AAAAAAAABxo/0maE-I7IgQw/s400/IMGP0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzH_sY1I/AAAAAAAABxw/63NjBNQi8lE/s1600-h/IMGP0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339394269543949138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzH_sY1I/AAAAAAAABxw/63NjBNQi8lE/s400/IMGP0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzc8EtLI/AAAAAAAABx4/igOrdTlyv9w/s1600-h/IMGP0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339394275165910194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzc8EtLI/AAAAAAAABx4/igOrdTlyv9w/s400/IMGP0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall was super beautiful! These pics were all I could take of the hall until they told me that photography isn't allowed. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzjztIjI/AAAAAAAAByA/1LvBKmZo0cQ/s1600-h/IMGP0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339394277009859122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzjztIjI/AAAAAAAAByA/1LvBKmZo0cQ/s400/IMGP0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the two of them~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert began with Liberi Fatali with the choir (from Victoria Chorale and The Vocal Consort). The choir and orchestra (The Singapore Festival Orchestra) combination was amazing!! Seriously had goosebumps all the way. Then after that song, the conducter introduced the composer of the music in the FF series...NOBUO UEMATSU!! It was totally hilarious that some die hard FF fanboy screamed his name before the conducter introduced the composer ("UEMATSU SENSEIIIIIII!!!). Everyone was clapping like mad when he appeared lo, such a surprise!! Haha, and he looks totally cute. Reminds me of the monopoly uncle O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, the other songs in the performance include: To Zanarkard(the one song of FF that I actally listened to before. Their performance was heartbreaking.), Don't be afraid, Aerith's theme, Medley 2002, Dear friends, Vamo' alla flamenco, Ronfaure, FF main theme, Bombing mission, Fisherman's horizon, Distant worlds, Theme of love, Swing de chocobo (lol, a very fun song with a jazzy feel. Loved the trapset player's beats...his name is Tama Goh=egg in japanese. COOL!), Love grows, Maria and Draco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orchestra plays while a clip is shown on the screen. Seriously, I'm not a big fan of FF and their animation...I mean most of it doesn't look awesome to me =.= But I liked the stuff from FF III and VII...worth checking it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had 2 encores. The first one was Terra's theme, and the other one, One winged angel. LOL, at the 2nd encore, Uematsu san was invited up and he spoke a few words and thanked everyone in the audience. And I swear, HE LOOKED AT ME!! OMGOMGOMG!! Elena said that he was actually looking at her, but I think she's giddy from all the excitement and clapping to realise the facts. Then we had a poll and decided on two new songs to be included in the distant world's tour(everyone screamed their hearts out at their favourite choice), and he even joined the choir to sing One winged angel, lol!! He's super cute lah, even bobbed to the rhythm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I think 90% of the audience are made up of fans of the FF series. Screaming, shouting, clapping, fangirl/fanboying when they're supposed to (i.e. whenever Uematsu appeared/was mentioned and at the end of each song). I just clapped really really hard all the way till my hands feel sore. =.= But it was really great because everyone was so enthu+high, and just having a good time. FREAKING AMAZINGGGGGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a post show dialouge with the conductor and composer after the concert. Lol, pretty cool to know more about people who make great music! To Joe Hisaishi: PLEASE COME TO SINGAPORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo, and I bought the FF artbook (wanted the CD actually but it was sold out)! Ugh, cost me $40 and its really thin. Basically just shows a little description of each FF series, and some pictures of each one of them. Abit disappointed cos I thought there would be more stuff included ($40 LEH!) but I guess its just something to keep from my first REAL concert :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTeIY_arI/AAAAAAAABwo/i4tI1Y5gWFY/s1600-h/22-05-09_2244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390610337917618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTeIY_arI/AAAAAAAABwo/i4tI1Y5gWFY/s400/22-05-09_2244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with our merchandise!! Eh, Marcus, where's your FF shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to let Uematsu san autograph the book too! Too bad the queue was too long (heard its in a U shape O.O), so we didn't go in the end. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzyDuQ1I/AAAAAAAAByI/JN6lX-qxNsQ/s1600-h/IMGP0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339394280835138386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlWzyDuQ1I/AAAAAAAAByI/JN6lX-qxNsQ/s400/IMGP0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH! Too...many...people...*strangled voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoLCsUHI/AAAAAAAAByQ/9fBuO89YiSY/s1600-h/IMGP0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396280406528114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoLCsUHI/AAAAAAAAByQ/9fBuO89YiSY/s400/IMGP0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYob4MwlI/AAAAAAAAByY/ccCdU61jJ9U/s1600-h/IMGP0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396284925919826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYob4MwlI/AAAAAAAAByY/ccCdU61jJ9U/s400/IMGP0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! Its blurry but its ok! Thanks to Jas for fighting the crowd to take this picture for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around at McDonald's for a snack after the concert. Lol, talked about anime/manga the whole time we were there (Gintama nice meh!?)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlVDTcDINI/AAAAAAAABxI/qbXFoM3iUwM/s1600-h/GetAttachment8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339392348470321362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlVDTcDINI/AAAAAAAABxI/qbXFoM3iUwM/s400/GetAttachment8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus, Kenneth, Valerie, me and Elena!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Kenneth is Valerie's friend who cosplays. WHOA! But a very nice guy who gets along with everyone. Guess its because we're all into manga/anime!? Oh oh oh! Almost forgot. TO FONNA: HE LIKES KANDA TOO, OMG! Seriously dunno whats up with people and their love for straight fringes nowadays =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the last train home at 11.50pm O.O Luckily Kenneth reminded us, and we half ran to the mrt station to catch our trains. If we were 5 mins later, I wouldn't be able to go home already. My first last train!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoikJRxI/AAAAAAAAByg/1ue8fVpKi0k/s1600-h/IMGP0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396286720853778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoikJRxI/AAAAAAAAByg/1ue8fVpKi0k/s400/IMGP0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoxF8SZI/AAAAAAAAByo/-D-xVLTr0QQ/s1600-h/IMGP0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The programme booklet, ticket and art book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoxF8SZI/AAAAAAAAByo/-D-xVLTr0QQ/s1600-h/IMGP0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396290620705170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlYoxF8SZI/AAAAAAAAByo/-D-xVLTr0QQ/s400/IMGP0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ticket! Heheheheheh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super big THANK YOU to Jas for getting us the tickets! Membership=being almighty is what I've learnt from her. I'll never forget the FF music greatness T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird that I even went to the concert in the first place cos I don't play the game, don't listen to the music (maybe only 1 or 2), and I only watched the FF VII movie once when Kaz brought it to school. But the performance that day was superb, and I really liked the music arrangement for distant worlds(even when most of the songs I only heard for the first time). Sigh, I dunno if my description of the concert even did it justice....its just something that you need to be there to know how FREAKING GREAT it is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I want a chocobo O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2967981783842070955?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2967981783842070955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2967981783842070955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/elenas-birthdayff-distant-worlds.html' title='Elena&apos;s birthday+FF distant worlds concert!!!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ShlTetcyZ7I/AAAAAAAABw4/lvgO9Oc3r9A/s72-c/GetAttachment2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1617839944812760566</id><published>2009-05-08T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:21:03.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cut my hair!</title><content type='html'>I cut my hair today. Short. Ok, to envision how short it is, I'll tell you that if I dye my hair orange, I can do a perfect cosplay of one piece's Nami. THAT'S HOW SHORT IT IS. Omg lah, totally drastic....I think I may have some subconscious depression issues (read: Britney Spear's emotional head shaving episode). Ugh, and my hair sticks out in different angles at the ends. I'm still in shock at the moment thou, and my head suddenly feels lighter O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've emailed potential employers looking for jobs. Yes, I am finally doing something about my jobless status. But hor, its so frustrating that after I replied them about the timings when I'm free, they just don't get back to you. WHAT'S THAT ALL ABOUT?! I mean, at least mail me to tell me that I'm not employed or something! I hate ambiguous situations...like, after not replying for 3 days, am I still supposed to wait for your reply!? This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And adding onto the randomness...MAS SELAMAT=CAUGHT!? Woke up this morning and saw the newspaper lying on the floor...those are giant headlines, The Straits Times. But anyways, nice running dude. Too bad he ran out of forests in Singapore and had to run to Johor, wth. Thought he could do better. Glad that he's caught, but the sadistic part of me is kinda disappointed that there wasn't secret conspiracies about him being dead, etc. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and finally, just to end off, I just love Star Trek's Spock's name. Haven't watched it yet and not very very interested in the story (Star Trek has always given me this impression about being Star War's rip off. Oh well, I may be wrong.) but I love his name. Try saying Spock ten times! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1617839944812760566?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1617839944812760566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1617839944812760566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cut-my-hair.html' title='I cut my hair!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4176746988869557761</id><published>2009-04-24T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:41:44.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays! And some updates...</title><content type='html'>Hello blog.&lt;br /&gt;You're so abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, its finally the start of the holidays!! Hmm, I have so many things to do but for some sneaky reason, I think that those stuff may never ever get done. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to go to the library and start drawing or something...I realise that my drawings are sort of 'stagnant'. And I need books dammit. So to the people holding onto books like 'The perks of being a wallflower' and other Neil Gaiman(he is a great writer, you guys must really really check out his books) books that I have not read: "THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO WANT TO READ THEM TOO, SO STOP GRABBING ON TO THEM, THANKYOUVERYMUCH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading 'Kafka on the Shore' by Haruki Murakami...abit apprehensive because its so well known and all, but it turned out to be a very good read. I think its those kinds of books where you have to read them repeatedly to get a certain idea. And also on the agenda: Paulo Coelho's 'Brida' and 'Like the flowing river'. Halfway through, but it sort of bores me. Still, only halfway there...enjoyed 'The Alchemist' thou. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also waiting for the MANGA SCANLATIONS to be posted up. Its pure agony I tell you (WHAT!? Kuroshitsuji will only be out in MAY?! wth man). But sometimes I really admire scanlators...Without them, I think I will die manga-deprived. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, other than these mundane thoughts, here are some covers done by LEGACI!! Hoho, found them on youtube, and I thought they were really good, so I'm sharing them with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jd718HslrmU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jd718HslrmU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover on Neyo+NKOTB's Single. Seriously, I perfer Neyo's version over the one with NKOTB...and did you see the mv?! I don't get it, especially the part when the guy suddenly appeared beside the female lead in the washroom. Thats not romantic, its creepy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Brd4sZvhSMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Brd4sZvhSMs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cover, this time on J Holiday's Suffocate. Love their version...it actually sounds much nicer when they sing it. So J Holiday, YOU LOSE. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. And yes, I realised that many people stalk this blog, but don't comment. Yes Adeline and William, hello there :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4176746988869557761?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4176746988869557761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4176746988869557761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/holidays-and-some-updates.html' title='Holidays! And some updates...'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-9065382721712796546</id><published>2009-04-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:11:14.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4e5 mini gathering!</title><content type='html'>YAY!! Had a mini gathering with 4e5 people on tuesday!! Haha, miss them so...and its really great to see them again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Unborn together with Kaz(she wants to be called this way. Oh well.), Fonna, Yilei, Fikri and Darrick at Vivo~ Oh man, I feel indulgent. Been watching a movie almost every week!! Last week was DMC, and this week was The Unborn, wth. But seriously, don't watch it. I never expect myself to say this, but it isn't scary at all. Ok, maybe for a second. But after that, the scare just fades away =.= And they give you warning signals that something's gonna happen: the lights don't work. I think the only thing people will go watch the movie for is to see a hot guy and hot girl together. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats more, there's a bunch of girls sitting in the front area who were so damn noisy! Waliao eh, they dunno how to shut up in a movie lo! Keep going "OMG!" and screaming when it isn't scary at all, wth. Still prop their feet up on the seats in front of them. Darrick went to complain but it din't help either. =.= Ugh, they make the whole movie watching experience terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of complaining. Went to the sky park after the movie, and GOSSIPED ALOT. Hoho, yesh, make my gossip deprived life less pitiful, thankyouverymuch :D And of course, took photos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Sdymodj5nKI/AAAAAAAABvA/oysjIlRGykU/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Sdymodj5nKI/AAAAAAAABvA/oysjIlRGykU/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322312073705266338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Sdymodj5nKI/AAAAAAAABvA/oysjIlRGykU/s400/DSC03576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SdymoQD0b3I/AAAAAAAABvI/D8YBjdcrq-Q/s1600-h/DSC03577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322312070081048434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SdymoQD0b3I/AAAAAAAABvI/D8YBjdcrq-Q/s400/DSC03577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kaz: You and your stupid glum face =.= (Picture credits go to YILEI!! Haha, there are others in Fikri's camera, but I couldn't get him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SdymouphnZI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Tzn6UiEA_1E/s1600-h/DSC03578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322312078292262290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SdymouphnZI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Tzn6UiEA_1E/s400/DSC03578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Sdymojp6kMI/AAAAAAAABvY/ZIFl31VqA9U/s1600-h/DSC03579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322312075341107394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Sdymojp6kMI/AAAAAAAABvY/ZIFl31VqA9U/s400/DSC03579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, LOVE THIS. A nice candid shot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SdymyBFqRbI/AAAAAAAABvg/7TLUzB4qN3s/s1600-h/DSC03580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322312237860930994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SdymyBFqRbI/AAAAAAAABvg/7TLUzB4qN3s/s400/DSC03580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, then headed to Ramenten for dinner. And gossiped more...super gross stories man. Then walked around abit more at PageOne (lol, Fikri read my palm. Seems that everything's good XD) before going home~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, its nice to catch up once in a while! Haha, they haven't changed much, so I guess its a good thing. And reminded me of the good times in Hyss. LOL, ok now I'm getting all sentimental. Anyways, it was really good to see them...another outing next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and before I end off, you guys remember the spongebob essay I wrote? Well, I got 17.5/20!! YESH, SPONGEBOB PREVAILSSSsssssss~ This shows that nonsense is allowed in academic essays. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob: When you use your IMAGINATION you can do anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-9065382721712796546?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/9065382721712796546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/9065382721712796546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/4e5-mini-gathering.html' title='4e5 mini gathering!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Sdymodj5nKI/AAAAAAAABvA/oysjIlRGykU/s72-c/DSC03576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4204100126144747624</id><published>2009-03-27T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:35:12.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short update!</title><content type='html'>A little update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty. I told a classmate that a chapter wasn't tested in a maths test, but it came out in the end. Kill me, omg. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a brighter note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY FINISHED MY COMMUNICATIONS PROJECT PRESENTATION OMGGGGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Finally. After numerous obstacles. BANZAI! YATTA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group changed our project 2 times, and it is only when we have 2 weeks left that my lecturer told me that the movie we chose to analyse didn't fit the criteria. WTB. So we rushed to finish up our presentation. And 3 days before the presentation week, we changed our presentation concept from formal to a press conference. And at last, the presentation was settled! No more 6-8 hour long meetings and no more looking around for unlocked classrooms to use!! T.T Those days were hell...suddenly I wanna go back to JJ cos you can just randomly pop into a classroom, turn on the air con and use it for as long as you want. Suddenly the thought of doing this stuff for 3 years seem like hell now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but I must say, my group members super on. Despite all the shitty changes, we just hung on. And despite all the arguments, I guess we all did ok in the end! Too bad I dun have the grp photo with me...Its on facebook thou (loser james who uses facebook won't send it over).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now its all about studying for finals and chionging psychology presentation. ZZZZ...the presentation is on next week but we haven't got a proper powerpoint out yet. Sigh, there's still debate on monday =.= Nvm, at least the big crappy obstacle called coms project is out of the way now, and everything shall be easier from now on! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, a quiz from Kaz and Fonna!!&lt;br /&gt;When you're tagged, you copy and paste what's below and change the answers to fit you. When you're finished, tag the one who tagged you plus at least four others (making it a total of at least five).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Olivia&lt;br /&gt;2. Ollie/Oli&lt;br /&gt;3. insert any random nickname I got since I'm in primary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;1. 4 December (Obviously)&lt;br /&gt;2. Family members' birthdays&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends' birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HAVE DONE IN THE LAST 30 MINUTES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat&lt;br /&gt;2. Comment on ppl's com blogs&lt;br /&gt;3. Listen to music &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY EVEN IF YOU'RE STUCK AT HOME:&lt;br /&gt;1. Draw&lt;br /&gt;2. Read&lt;br /&gt;3. Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mac+tablet&lt;br /&gt;2. Set of Copic Markers (YESH PLEASE)&lt;br /&gt;3. A free ticket to all countries around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drawing&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading&lt;br /&gt;3. Listening to music (ok, this sounds familiar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Spain&lt;br /&gt;2. Italy&lt;br /&gt;3. Japan (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THREE FAVOURITE DRINKS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pokka green tea&lt;br /&gt;2. Water Chestnut drink&lt;br /&gt;3. Winter melon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG:&lt;br /&gt;1. Phone&lt;br /&gt;2. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;3. Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blue&lt;br /&gt;2. Yellow&lt;br /&gt;3. White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP THREE HANGOUTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Home (is this counted?)&lt;br /&gt;2. Library&lt;br /&gt; 3. erm, school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP THREE YOU LOVE SO MUCH:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mum&lt;br /&gt;2. Sis&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP THREE WHOM YOU THINK WILL ANSWER THIS SURVEY:&lt;br /&gt;1. My&lt;br /&gt;2. Bored&lt;br /&gt;3. Readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP THREE "THINGS" SPECIAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. My music&lt;br /&gt;2. My com+internet connection&lt;br /&gt;3. My drawings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP THREE THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY LATELY:&lt;br /&gt;1. End of coms project&lt;br /&gt;2. good results for english&lt;br /&gt;3. increase in allowance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE REASONS WHY YOU ANSWERED THIS SURVEY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tagged by Kaz&lt;br /&gt;2. Tagged by Fonna&lt;br /&gt;3. Its fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;Please do the quiz if you're interested! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, one final thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SczvfSvQZUI/AAAAAAAABug/s_7X81HJqdM/s1600-h/BADGES_150x127_c3b_blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888580902741314" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SczvfSvQZUI/AAAAAAAABug/s_7X81HJqdM/s400/BADGES_150x127_c3b_blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off your lights for one hour to show your support!! &lt;a href="http://www.voteearth2009.org/home/"&gt;Vote Earth 2009&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4204100126144747624?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4204100126144747624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4204100126144747624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-update.html' title='A short update!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SczvfSvQZUI/AAAAAAAABug/s_7X81HJqdM/s72-c/BADGES_150x127_c3b_blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7942572459541511466</id><published>2009-03-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:15:07.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2e4o5 Vivo Outing on 18/3/09</title><content type='html'>Hello people. Yes, this blog ain't dead...not yet anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been super busy with school stuff. Its like, every week, I'll have to do an essay draft OR an essay OR a blog entry(thank god this one is completed) OR study for quizzes OR project research OR a combination of the listed stuff. So for the past few weeks I'm just cooped up at home slogging my guts out, and I have virtually no life=nothing to blog about even if I had the time anyway. WTH. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, recently met up with the 2e4o5 gang at vivo (on my sis' birthday some more, lol!)! Waliao, super good for them lo! I don't get March holidays T.T Ok, now I suddenly think that my life sucks more than what I initially thought about it. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on. Met up with Adeline on the way there before joining the others for dinner! We went to this Hong Kong restaurant...food is pretty decent, and the dumplings are four sided O.O Haha, 16 of us went that day so when we walked in together in a group, everyone was looking at us. Yesh, strength in numbers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBD9JbznI/AAAAAAAABro/iTVSgaJPqRU/s1600-h/DSC02589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316007946366996082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBD9JbznI/AAAAAAAABro/iTVSgaJPqRU/s400/DSC02589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo after the meal...Shuyee is hidden way back, in case you're wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBEJgbLqI/AAAAAAAABrw/TO_49hxZxO0/s1600-h/DSC02590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316007949684649634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBEJgbLqI/AAAAAAAABrw/TO_49hxZxO0/s400/DSC02590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed Kelvin's specs while hanging around after the meal! I quite like it, what do you guys think? Very studious looking eh? Hoho, maybe I should change me next pair of specs into something with thick frames...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to the deck area to talk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBEFyZ8dI/AAAAAAAABr4/9uL4JduGH2E/s1600-h/DSC02597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316007948686324178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBEFyZ8dI/AAAAAAAABr4/9uL4JduGH2E/s400/DSC02597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and Darrick!! Oh yeah, credit goes to her for the pics! Haha, that's why you can see alot of her in this post, lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBEp0MEJI/AAAAAAAABsA/XanX1u2Pb_A/s1600-h/DSC02599%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316007958357479570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBEp0MEJI/AAAAAAAABsA/XanX1u2Pb_A/s400/DSC02599%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us together! I want Stay Real shirts tooooo~ T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBFNLJbEI/AAAAAAAABsI/syQn2IYtc3M/s1600-h/DSC02606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316007967849016386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBFNLJbEI/AAAAAAAABsI/syQn2IYtc3M/s400/DSC02606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darrick and JOYCE! LOL, Darrick acting cute O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCl2JCV_I/AAAAAAAABsQ/vSOQCp4h_u4/s1600-h/DSC02612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009628113459186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCl2JCV_I/AAAAAAAABsQ/vSOQCp4h_u4/s400/DSC02612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCmEr1eDI/AAAAAAAABsY/-PFidKLf6Bg/s1600-h/DSC02614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009632017512498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCmEr1eDI/AAAAAAAABsY/-PFidKLf6Bg/s400/DSC02614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA! Begging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCmTQqGBI/AAAAAAAABsg/Ae77k_Hr4HA/s1600-h/DSC02616%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009635930052626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCmTQqGBI/AAAAAAAABsg/Ae77k_Hr4HA/s400/DSC02616%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herman and Adeline!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZC2FUJfzI/AAAAAAAABtI/rEINfvMH2fY/s1600-h/DSC02626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009907064504114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZC2FUJfzI/AAAAAAAABtI/rEINfvMH2fY/s400/DSC02626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gay couple (lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCm3XVvwI/AAAAAAAABsw/gMIyvwhFWqI/s1600-h/DSC02620%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009645621755650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZCm3XVvwI/AAAAAAAABsw/gMIyvwhFWqI/s400/DSC02620%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeline and the guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZC2pA58dI/AAAAAAAABtY/_OUTj5TAcS0/s1600-h/DSC02628%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009916647469522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZC2pA58dI/AAAAAAAABtY/_OUTj5TAcS0/s400/DSC02628%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeline and more guys. O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQA5lFvI/AAAAAAAABtw/TpSZaLqe1eA/s1600-h/DSC02645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010352555923186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQA5lFvI/AAAAAAAABtw/TpSZaLqe1eA/s400/DSC02645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyce+Rachel :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZEgxlkFsI/AAAAAAAABuI/7C97ViUnOHw/s1600-h/DSC02638%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011740014843586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZEgxlkFsI/AAAAAAAABuI/7C97ViUnOHw/s400/DSC02638%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZEhotvf4I/AAAAAAAABuQ/lfpHPSwWqPg/s1600-h/DSC02639%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011754813095810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZEhotvf4I/AAAAAAAABuQ/lfpHPSwWqPg/s400/DSC02639%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us sitting together for our traditional reminiscing+gossip sessions. I swear, the guys are far more gossipy than the girls. Aunites in nature, omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZEhz7Y2ZI/AAAAAAAABuY/gk8wcZxdFy4/s1600-h/DSC02668%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011757823121810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZEhz7Y2ZI/AAAAAAAABuY/gk8wcZxdFy4/s400/DSC02668%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lamers :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDPwjL0xI/AAAAAAAABtg/zMQKgzFo-No/s1600-h/DSC02632%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010348167025426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDPwjL0xI/AAAAAAAABtg/zMQKgzFo-No/s400/DSC02632%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!! CLASSIC EXPRESSION MICHAEL. HOHO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQlj8J8I/AAAAAAAABuA/i0j38T17XxI/s1600-h/DSC02669%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010362397272002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQlj8J8I/AAAAAAAABuA/i0j38T17XxI/s400/DSC02669%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group photo (missing Shuyee cos she's taking the photo)! Arrghh, KwoonHang was pulling my cheek in this pic =.= My face is big enough already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQWN6KxI/AAAAAAAABt4/VnBEhZwMij4/s1600-h/DSC02672%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010358278335250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQWN6KxI/AAAAAAAABt4/VnBEhZwMij4/s400/DSC02672%2520(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group photo with everyone this time!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went back with Adeline and Shuyee first cos there's school the next day. Yes, life sucks, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQK0fTPI/AAAAAAAABto/UXo__4qZoaY/s1600-h/DSC02674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010355218926834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZDQK0fTPI/AAAAAAAABto/UXo__4qZoaY/s400/DSC02674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANDDDD....when we alighted at Lakeside, we saw ZhengHang coming out from the same train!! Whoa, super surprised lo, because he left before for dance class, and didn't expect him on the same train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so this ends my gathering with 2e4o5...Missed them loads! Too bad I have school and can't join them for the movie before dinner or stay too long. D: And alot of ppl MIA lo...*cough*Ronald*cough*. Oh yeah, almost forgot! *waves to Adeline!* She never tags lo! Reminds me of a stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok, better get back to writing my essay...HAHA, I'M WRITING ABOUT SPONGEBOB OMG. I'm serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7942572459541511466?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7942572459541511466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7942572459541511466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/2e4o5-vivo-outing-on-18309.html' title='2e4o5 Vivo Outing on 18/3/09'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/ScZBD9JbznI/AAAAAAAABro/iTVSgaJPqRU/s72-c/DSC02589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2649707980888059688</id><published>2009-02-28T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:30:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyss Cultural Night 09</title><content type='html'>I went to hyss' cultural night on Friday! (And please don't remind me that I missed AAR's concert @ Zouk. I KNOW.) All because of my dear little oboe playing sister. Oh man, you so didn't deserve my support, you spoilt brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, being a great sister I am, I went with Benjamin(my cousin). Omg, we're supposed to meet at clementi, but he tot we're meeting at Jurong East instead =.= BLUR POK. Waliao, and ACS barker is so damn hard to find...doodle time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SalizP3YQeI/AAAAAAAABqw/o46OaorqOYw/s1600-h/stupidroutetoacs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307882268404498914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SalizP3YQeI/AAAAAAAABqw/o46OaorqOYw/s400/stupidroutetoacs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(whoa, colour this time)&lt;br /&gt;So we took the train to newton, took the bus, alighted at some ulu bus stop, and we didn't see any ACS around us. Plus the stupid trees didn't give us a clear view of the other side either. So we walked forward(1), then crossed the next overhead bridge(2), after that walked forward again(3). And we saw a lady walking her two dogs, so we asked for directions. Turns out that we're going the freaking wrong way lo!! But thank god we didn't need to cross any overhead bridges anymore, so we just walked back. UGH. But the lady was damn nice! She just kept giving us directions when we're unsure if its the right place, and even told us there's some npcc ppl stationed at the gates. Lucky we met her, or we'll be walking forward like there's no tomorrow. *tears of gratitude*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, WE ARRIVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SapiQXIJtZI/AAAAAAAABq4/iA7blRtCHek/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308163144035186066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SapiQXIJtZI/AAAAAAAABq4/iA7blRtCHek/s400/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the bus uncle who told us the bus doesn't pass by Barker Road: HERE IT FREAKING IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert started with choir. Wah, not bad...they increased their members. Guess the recruitment was super successful cos I heard that previously they only have like, 11 members. =.= And they're smart to use the piano this time...at least they're louder than the music, LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The came the dancers. Omg, the soloist for the Korean dance is so good! Her expressions and movements, everything! *fangirl* But the street dance hor...*sighhhhh* Only the remixed music is good D: Then the chou...ok lah, but its very similar to 50th anniversary's choreography, so no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the guzheng performance. Not bad lah, nice red shoes btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the break, it was FINALLY the band's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SapiRftfx7I/AAAAAAAABrQ/AR2WYNEawdM/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308163163519174578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SapiRftfx7I/AAAAAAAABrQ/AR2WYNEawdM/s400/Image097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm sitting too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SapiQn6sDQI/AAAAAAAABrA/pHmGMQEX2OA/s1600-h/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308163148542119170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SapiQn6sDQI/AAAAAAAABrA/pHmGMQEX2OA/s400/Image099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conductor: Mr Tan!! (Yeah, this is the best the camera phone could do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went on to play about 8 songs? They're all pretty good, just heard some little flaws here and there...the brass should stop blasting their way through. And I couldn't hear the OBOE SOLO. Too bad, little sis. Lol, but overall pretty good! Jericho's celebration part is good, and I love Joe Hisaishi's tunes :D (Joke of the day: Die Fledermaus=Deflated mouse) Only the encore sort of spoilt it for me. PONYO WTBOMGGODIE. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben thought the concert was good too...he said potential gold summore lo! I told me sis after the concert and she literally laughed out loud and said that the performance got alot of mistakes. Hmm, so much for potential gold =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saw loads of ex-huayians there! Omg, yangmeng should just go die with his camera's flash...I thought I'm gonna be blinded for life. So anyways, really enjoyed the performance! $10 was worth it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2649707980888059688?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2649707980888059688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2649707980888059688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/hyss-cultural-night-09.html' title='Hyss Cultural Night 09'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SalizP3YQeI/AAAAAAAABqw/o46OaorqOYw/s72-c/stupidroutetoacs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-975795021021291113</id><published>2009-02-21T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:41:46.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random updates</title><content type='html'>My head hurts *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mid terms next week, which are packed into 3 continuous days =.= Oh god, let me die. Summore still have maths assignment, communications blog entry and projects....OH YAH! Please please please go to my communications blog-&gt; &lt;a href="http://slapstick-.blogpsot.com/"&gt;http://slapstick-.blogpsot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and comment. Cos 20% of the marks go to the ability to generate discussion. WORD OF WARNING: Its super boring...I mean, come on lah, who wants to read about communication theories?! But go anyway...please~ D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to make this post a tiny bit longer (lol, what a responsible blogger), I shall leave you with some more wise words of wisdom *clears throat*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doing maths frantically like some mad woman while listening to rock songs is seriously good therapy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and I think I should really change me blogskin already...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-975795021021291113?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/975795021021291113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/975795021021291113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-updates.html' title='Random updates'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7454266080819011199</id><published>2009-02-16T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:01:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE ROCKS</title><content type='html'>SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE WAS SUPER GREAT!!!! (And Benjamin Button sucks&lt;- din watch it cos I KNOW it sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, watched the movie with Jas and Elena today...really random+sudden, but we went anyways. Wah, 6 bucks well spent. Ok, I won't have any spoilers in this post, but the film is seriously goooood. Its like, for the most part of the movie, my heart was pumping damn fast while my brain kept repeating 'OMG' over and over again (ok, maybe the super loud sound effects helped as well). Seriously intense in a good sort of way...and was really exhausted after the whole movie with all the emotional energy being used up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go watch it! Its superb :D And remember: "It is written".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7454266080819011199?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7454266080819011199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7454266080819011199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire-rocks.html' title='SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE ROCKS'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8655565500499321628</id><published>2009-02-14T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:15:23.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLEEEEEEeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, have been busy for the past week studying for quizzes and doing project stuff, so I didn't have much chances to post. Thank you Kaz for missing me :D&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;YAY! Lynette gave us cards and chocolates on Friday for Valentine's Day! Really sweet of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavLFIw7CI/AAAAAAAABpw/nm6qCtc6dEs/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302618216167697442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavLFIw7CI/AAAAAAAABpw/nm6qCtc6dEs/s400/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My card and Hershey Kisses! Oh and in case you're wondering, Bob is my imginary friend. He's a stickman who is now in a wheelchair because Lynette snapped his spine. =.= Sweet people can be dangerous too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavK2du7yI/AAAAAAAABpg/lw7_AQkok6Y/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302618212229115682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavK2du7yI/AAAAAAAABpg/lw7_AQkok6Y/s400/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas, Elena and my cards+chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavK4M2jmI/AAAAAAAABpo/A12GZn7hZSo/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302618212695182946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavK4M2jmI/AAAAAAAABpo/A12GZn7hZSo/s400/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the cards...haha, BOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elena bought me choclates too! But I ate them all so I have no pictures to show you guys. MMM, tasty chocolate pigs btw. &gt;w&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since its Valentine's and all...to friends, and to people who need reassurance, I LOVE YOU! To couples (in fights or in love), remember to treasure one another. And to the heartbrokened ones, I hope you still believe in love :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZat5F4L-oI/AAAAAAAABpY/9Nz3fljZ3ug/s1600-h/angular_momentum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302616807617329794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZat5F4L-oI/AAAAAAAABpY/9Nz3fljZ3ug/s400/angular_momentum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater...The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that's the key. It's like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot."&lt;br /&gt;— Sarah Dessen (This Lullaby) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8655565500499321628?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8655565500499321628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8655565500499321628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SZavLFIw7CI/AAAAAAAABpw/nm6qCtc6dEs/s72-c/Image075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8116376394826505068</id><published>2009-01-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:55:48.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ZhiXian's house for CNY...GONG XI FA CAI!!! Yay, auntie was very generous with the ang pows considering the massive number of people there O.O Good cooking too! Then played mahjong for the rest of the visit with Darrick, Terry and Kelvin. Omg, I think I'm never gonna play mahjong with them ever again =.= I lost $3.60 to Darrick, $2.80 to Terry and $0.20 to Kelvin (hmm, maybe I'll only find Kelvin the next time)...*vomits blood and dies* But they said I only needed to pay up half the money I owe...hoho, I have nice friends! Ok, the next 2e4 chalet I shall fork out more money I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to ZX and his family again for inviting us over to treat his home as a gambling den... HUAT AH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to vivo for SIM OG outing today! (YESH YOU PUNY JEALOUS SOULS, I HAVE 1 WEEK OF HOLIDAY!! *evil laugh*) Arrived too early, so waited for the others. When everyone finally arrived, went to Subway for lunch. I am now going to declare that this is my first time eating subway (well first time as far as I can remember anyways). Yeah laugh at me but I just don't like to eat bread =.= But the first subway meal was ok lah except for the ordering part where Valerie had to give me a 'How-to-order-subway-food' tutorial...and it is also today that I realised eating subway sandwiches without sauces is a sin in itself *thunderclap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, went to watch INKHEART after that. Got front row tickets. Hooray. The freaking subtitles are right in front of me and I really had to tilt me head to see the top of the screen. Best is the Adidas ad with the playdough Adi Dassler...the ad was so fast that everything turned double lo! Kam and me were laughing like hell because of it and we ended sitting on the floor to watch the whole movie. This is SO gonna be the first and last time I'm sitting in the front row for movies (oh yeah, comfy chairs in GV vivo btw). The movie itself was abit upsetting, maybe cos I was expecting more mythical creatures/ stories/ something. And some of the actors' acting made me cringe. But since its a happy ending, I guess its fine :) Next movie on the agenda: Slumdog Millionaire and Changeling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnSU7QqVI/AAAAAAAABn4/FXEqjLmrcJQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296346726340274514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnSU7QqVI/AAAAAAAABn4/FXEqjLmrcJQ/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo after the movie! Not everyone of the OG is here thou but just to show you guys what the ppl are like in SIM just in case you're curious. Front row from left: Kam, Lynette, Valerie (Amy Winehouse's song comes to mind), Debbie(OGL), Ida, Jasper(OGL). Back row from left: Me(DUH), Zixing, Andy, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnSqyRX4I/AAAAAAAABoA/u-wEtkJ3asU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296346732208152450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnSqyRX4I/AAAAAAAABoA/u-wEtkJ3asU/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ida and Lynette the travel mates! (oh yeah, credit goes to IDA for the pics!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Debbie and her bf went away somewhere, and Lynette had to leave to give tuition. So the rest of us went to Haagen Dazs for ice cream &gt;w&lt; Oh yeah, the waitress who was clearing up broke my glass when she was handling it O.O Total shock! But I think its Ida's shriek that made it break...maybe its her hidden talent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296346733344281442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnSvBJU2I/AAAAAAAABoI/EzLpivFi6uc/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Haagen Dazs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel left after that and we went to Toys R Us to look around. LOL! Thought this activity is only reserved for ppl 20 and below lo...apparently not XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBokx9baII/AAAAAAAABog/ShB77OHtZnc/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296348142883268738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBokx9baII/AAAAAAAABog/ShB77OHtZnc/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy looks like some lost kid in an unknown dimension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBolVMxNdI/AAAAAAAABo4/Uhz77XP0Y_U/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296348152342853074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBolVMxNdI/AAAAAAAABo4/Uhz77XP0Y_U/s400/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, KAM AND ZIXING! We were all like, "Zixing! This is made for you!" whenever we see some toy or kid's clothes...super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBok5uqSyI/AAAAAAAABow/5Hvyt75sGl4/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296348144968813346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBok5uqSyI/AAAAAAAABow/5Hvyt75sGl4/s400/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam's the best. She's so damn funny! She saw the green floaty stick thing and just grabbed it to do some Ip Man stunt o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnS_-1ZqI/AAAAAAAABoQ/PIe7S-vk4NQ/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296346737897989794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnS_-1ZqI/AAAAAAAABoQ/PIe7S-vk4NQ/s400/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at some ugly model of the Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnTJFo-gI/AAAAAAAABoY/T8z_lUPXQUI/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296346740342454786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnTJFo-gI/AAAAAAAABoY/T8z_lUPXQUI/s400/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! People should find her for ads, seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBok8zEWkI/AAAAAAAABoo/o0p6_aQoK1g/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296348145792604738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBok8zEWkI/AAAAAAAABoo/o0p6_aQoK1g/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnTJFo-gI/AAAAAAAABoY/T8z_lUPXQUI/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very funny Toys R Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this ends my day with my OG at vivo! Pretty fun but tiring...NEVERTHELES, AGAIN AGAIN!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8116376394826505068?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8116376394826505068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8116376394826505068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-happenings.html' title='CNY happenings'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SYBnSU7QqVI/AAAAAAAABn4/FXEqjLmrcJQ/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1736135453210459452</id><published>2009-01-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:51:27.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I studied!</title><content type='html'>Had 2 quizzes this week and I almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quizzes are in MCQ format, 10 questions each...pretty easy for anyone I'm sure. But I swear, this is the only MCQ that I studied so hard for. EVER. LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCQNhYD_I/AAAAAAAABnI/yzKLhOsipxY/s1600-h/001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294124576993185778" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCQNhYD_I/AAAAAAAABnI/yzKLhOsipxY/s400/001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCQ8eZb4I/AAAAAAAABnQ/lfjnT5IhvG0/s1600-h/002.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294124589597159298" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCQ8eZb4I/AAAAAAAABnQ/lfjnT5IhvG0/s400/002.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 1 notes for Communications quiz. I studied like hell for this one = overstudy. The quiz was pretty easy (of course lah, study until liddat not easy I go kill myself already lo) so I guess some good came out of it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCRISCITI/AAAAAAAABnY/lHDAl4rgx88/s1600-h/003.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294124592766525746" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCRISCITI/AAAAAAAABnY/lHDAl4rgx88/s400/003.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCQ8eZb4I/AAAAAAAABnQ/lfjnT5IhvG0/s1600-h/002.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCRHHojTI/AAAAAAAABng/Q2UDAuQdJr0/s1600-h/004.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294124592454470962" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCRHHojTI/AAAAAAAABng/Q2UDAuQdJr0/s400/004.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 1 notes for Psychology. I didn't study as much for this one...too tired already lah. So read thru the notes once in the morning and asked the others about chapter 3 (I didn't even read the chapter lo). SUPER PANIC! But surprise surprise, I can actually absorb something learnt 10 mins before the quiz so its ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCRISCITI/AAAAAAAABnY/lHDAl4rgx88/s1600-h/003.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually the aim of this post is to just basically show off me pain-stakingly created notes. But other than that, I just wanna say, its better to overstudy than understudy (especially when you did like crap in JC)....4.0 GPA HERE I COME!!! *war cry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1736135453210459452?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1736135453210459452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1736135453210459452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-studied.html' title='I studied!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SXiCQNhYD_I/AAAAAAAABnI/yzKLhOsipxY/s72-c/001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-3560352266205065762</id><published>2009-01-18T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:33:25.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube videos to share!</title><content type='html'>Came across some pretty nice covers of songs on youtube, so being a nice person that I am, I'm gonna share them with you guys! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAmU9BcWI5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAmU9BcWI5g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a cover of Rihanna's 'Shut up and Drive'...very slow and soft version by Vivian Sørmeland. Turns out she was 3rd in 2006's Norway Idol competitions. Very good voice! She reminds me of Mandy Moore when she sings! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mdaq8SHE-bo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mdaq8SHE-bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one by her! Cover of Linkin Park's 'Crawling'. The actual singing starts at around 0.48 mins cos they're just talking in a language that we can't understand before that. This one's good too (DUH, or else I won't be putting the viseo here), just that her weird final note somehow spoilt it a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c745E7T_Wvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c745E7T_Wvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final one! I heard it today in 987 stripped and thought it was pretty good. Obadiah Parker's(haha, nice name dude) cover version of Outkast's 'Hey ya'...very mellowy and nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAROID PICTUREEEEE!!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-3560352266205065762?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3560352266205065762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3560352266205065762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/youtube-videos-to-share.html' title='Youtube videos to share!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8665128631396393593</id><published>2009-01-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:16:28.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of SIM =.=</title><content type='html'>3RD DAY OF SCHOOL AND I'M STILL ALIVEEEEEE!!! YAYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep it short for today because I'm really tired and Michael said that I write too much:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am tired like hell. I think I'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 154 bus services at 4-6pm sucks big time. I waited for AT LEAST 30mins before barely getting on the bus, and I missed 2 buses previously because they were too packed...sorry to the couple waiting to get on the bus behind me, I didn't mean to be the last one to get on board D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have projects already for communications =.= I need to do some evaluation thingy + write a blog for the course (WHAT ANOTHER ONE!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I now think I prefer my English classes over the communications one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I realise bus fares are super expensive. I miss consession dearly....*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The timetable sucks big time too...I have like a 5hr break between my only 2 classes for today. WTB!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am troubled because I am unable to find people to click and lame with *long deep sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The food at SIM is ok lah, wanna try out NP's canteens someday soon thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Got the hang of the electronic signboards. TIP: look at the timings first before finding your class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Found a friend who speaks chinese today! She's Indonesian, surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh, pretty short for today...right? O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8665128631396393593?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8665128631396393593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8665128631396393593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/3rd-day-of-sim.html' title='3rd day of SIM =.='/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-9201375467116163886</id><published>2009-01-12T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:49:39.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at SIM!</title><content type='html'>First day of school today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, only had english lesson in the morning for today. But we all did some diagnostic test for the teachers: a short essay in 30minutes...WTH?! The topic is about neighbours summore lo! And we only had limited amount of paper to do it so its pretty much a challenge. Hoho, but I guess I covered most points for it so lets just say that its a good start for a first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that (the lesson is supposed to end at 10.30, but we ended at about 10, hmm) all freshies are supposed to attend a talk about transferring credits at 1.45pm. Seriously...10-1.45?!? =.= So to spend the time, me and my OG people just slacked around the cafe and talked and talked. Haha, Ronald smsed me to see how I'm doing, and Alina+Adeline called me to chat. Yes, I feel happy that I have good friends thankyouverymuch :D Oh yeah, to Dear Alina, YOUR JOKES SUCK!! #@!@&amp;amp;* I almost wanted to kill myself when I heard the Hitler joke. *froths* People, stay away from Alina, she's hazardous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for the supposed 1 hour talk which ended early(again) and went home. Thank god 154 wasn't very crowded today... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, we have to check which venue we are going to for each lesson at the electronic signboards around the school. I'm sorry that I'm complaining but its reaaallllyyy hard to read them cos they're super confusing. Its like, me and Lynette were sure that we are going to room 4.08 or something, then we got a call from other friends to go to the LT. But hor, other students didn't even need to glance at them lo...so if you came down to SIM today, you can see noobs like we staring at the signboards with some WTH face. I must really learn to decipher the class venues soon D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this isn't a bad first day of school(except the huge amount of time we have for waiting)...lol, the people there are very very nice to me, and they're cool! But of course, I miss my friends in jj too(dun say dun have ah!) so I think I'll visit them soon(I have to surrender me ez-link card anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, psychology and maths 2mrw.... O.o Omg, the maths book is damn thick (=triple science books combined), hard cover summore! Waliao, let me dieeeeeeee x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-9201375467116163886?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/9201375467116163886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/9201375467116163886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-at-sim.html' title='First day at SIM!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4526090322153483806</id><published>2009-01-02T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:51:38.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena cheated</title><content type='html'>My misfortunes never cease to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know the 40kg worth of books I bought? Now it seems that I actually don't need so many of them. Actually 5 books will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SV2VTmxZXSI/AAAAAAAABkU/kKRHZ6gUYcQ/s1600-h/Image075+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286545701660613922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SV2VTmxZXSI/AAAAAAAABkU/kKRHZ6gUYcQ/s400/Image075+edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT THE BLOODY BLASTED BANANAS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And apparently popular bookshops don't do refunds, only exchanges. Ok, so I'm expected to lug a few hundred dollars worth of G2 0.5 blue inked pens home!? Oh, and did I mention that the bookshop helpers didn't say anything when they saw me purchasing the massive amount of books. Wow, real nice impression of SIM you have there, bullying some clueless freshman into buying the VERY COSTLY books. Thank god for my cousins who alerted me that I don't need so many books. Wait any longer and there will be nothing that can be done. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I guess I am at fault too for being so blur and careless to think that I have to buy all the books listed on the booklist. Two sides of a coin, you know? But this coin is WAYYYYYY too concave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily the situation can be salvaged. I've put the books up for sale, so I'm hoping that the SIM students will buy them from me and then I can get my money back. Seriously, I'll laugh about it if it wasn't my mum's money and if it wouldn't draw 'ARE YOU CRAZY?!' stares....I mean, if there's this girl who carried 40kg worth of books that her back almost broke but in the end found out that she actually doesn't need so many of them, I'll laugh like hell man. Anyway, mum didn't shout at me or anything, just sighed alot at my stupidity. Guess she got too used to her daughter getting into involuntary trouble. But since I got myself into this shit, I am so gonna get me out of it *DETERMINED*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I guess the moral of the story is not to trust booklists, neither should you trust bookshop helpers, and LOOK AT CAREFULLY BEFORE DOING ANYTHING (hmm, this moral sounds oddly familiar...). And of course, sorry to my relatives for all the trouble, and thank you for worrying :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4526090322153483806?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4526090322153483806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4526090322153483806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/kena-cheated.html' title='Kena cheated'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SV2VTmxZXSI/AAAAAAAABkU/kKRHZ6gUYcQ/s72-c/Image075+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-3440732313293823990</id><published>2008-12-31T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T02:05:06.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art mural CIP!!</title><content type='html'>I am gonna dieeeeee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My arms and butt hurt like hell. Butt hurts cos I fell down after helping out at hyss' mural painting CIP yesterday. Totally embarrassing and painful like crap. My feet just slipped for no reason(but let's blame it on some unknown and invisible substance on the floor) and I fell on my butt, like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4GjykHI/AAAAAAAABgs/1b7O-AM1I38/s1600-h/my+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928403133960306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4GjykHI/AAAAAAAABgs/1b7O-AM1I38/s400/my+fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER PAINFUL OK!? Joyce, Clifford and Yangmeng who were there stunned for awhile =.= Omg, hope that there isn't some internal injury that has its repercussions like 10 years later that will develop into some spinal fracture that will make me half paralysed and leave me to die on some random hospital bed. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways other than the fall, the CIP was fun (although the mural isn't very finished and the sun wasn't very kind to us). Juniors are helpful and nice, so its lucky that we have them. Ok, you people are visual learners, so here are the pics(like, finally) from the last day of the CIP! Oh yeah btw, most pics are taken by Yangmeng so credit goes to him, and this means that he slacks alot D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnyRtOmXI/AAAAAAAABhU/Nh_S2zlO1L4/s1600-h/n754398474_1824101_5350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285932701093632370" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnyRtOmXI/AAAAAAAABhU/Nh_S2zlO1L4/s400/n754398474_1824101_5350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up the canvas banners to shield ourselves from the sunlight and heat. It was seriously hot that day...morning only and we're sweating already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4cA-uEI/AAAAAAAABg0/dRWk69S30Ag/s1600-h/n754398474_1824102_5567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928408893536322" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4cA-uEI/AAAAAAAABg0/dRWk69S30Ag/s400/n754398474_1824102_5567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, transporting the string to the second floor to tie it up and secure the canvas. See the scissors tied to the string? Junrong thought of it and I think he's damn smart. Oh yeah btw, he failed on the first two attempts to throw it up, so Clifford (successfully) did it this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnyuwBvxI/AAAAAAAABhk/q7V_3Jn0JCU/s1600-h/n754398474_1824109_7074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285932708890001170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnyuwBvxI/AAAAAAAABhk/q7V_3Jn0JCU/s400/n754398474_1824109_7074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, cool lens :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnypCJLQI/AAAAAAAABhc/if7yaA-w3Ho/s1600-h/n754398474_1824108_6858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285932707355372802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnypCJLQI/AAAAAAAABhc/if7yaA-w3Ho/s400/n754398474_1824108_6858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paints that we're supplied for the project. Pretty pathetic amount as compared to the supply we had for the last mural painting that is just opposite this PAP...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4paYQII/AAAAAAAABg8/Or1sKlzAq8Y/s1600-h/n754398474_1824116_8660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928412489728130" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4paYQII/AAAAAAAABg8/Or1sKlzAq8Y/s400/n754398474_1824116_8660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE?! We even have to mix our own brown...from the acrylic paints that Mdm Keh brought. In case some of you dunno, acrylic can be washed away with a good strong spray of water. Sooooo, let's just hope that it sticks better on walls =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq18b-VaI/AAAAAAAABh8/65OCt3D58fY/s1600-h/n754398474_1824119_9377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285936062638478754" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq18b-VaI/AAAAAAAABh8/65OCt3D58fY/s400/n754398474_1824119_9377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acrylic paints are our heroes!! We needed tons of brown cos its a farm painting so Red+Yellow+a little blue=BROWN. Remember this kids, it may just save your life (well, you never know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4jZ50nI/AAAAAAAABhE/In56gglODjs/s1600-h/n754398474_1824106_6422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928410877121138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4jZ50nI/AAAAAAAABhE/In56gglODjs/s400/n754398474_1824106_6422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnzJMAGwI/AAAAAAAABh0/bRxp1aF9Nzk/s1600-h/n754398474_1824128_1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285932715986656002" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnzJMAGwI/AAAAAAAABh0/bRxp1aF9Nzk/s400/n754398474_1824128_1585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce hard at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnzDTx16I/AAAAAAAABhs/qGDtcpsx-0Q/s1600-h/n754398474_1824112_7739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285932714408662946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtnzDTx16I/AAAAAAAABhs/qGDtcpsx-0Q/s400/n754398474_1824112_7739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clifford hard work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG1m-22fI/AAAAAAAABik/BdTvBt53ANo/s1600-h/n754398474_1824129_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285966843204786674" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG1m-22fI/AAAAAAAABik/BdTvBt53ANo/s400/n754398474_1824129_1838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junrong hard at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq2Lu8XiI/AAAAAAAABiE/8cbsJiHMiUk/s1600-h/n754398474_1824122_108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285936066744573474" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq2Lu8XiI/AAAAAAAABiE/8cbsJiHMiUk/s400/n754398474_1824122_108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yangmeng...takes photos =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj5Dj8zQI/AAAAAAAABhM/54lWJDOLtQo/s1600-h/n754398474_1824104_5997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928419509193986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj5Dj8zQI/AAAAAAAABhM/54lWJDOLtQo/s400/n754398474_1824104_5997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, my rabbit! I'm super proud of the ears...yay to blending!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG1970_qI/AAAAAAAABi0/loFglUyi1mg/s1600-h/n754398474_1824140_4689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285966849366097570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG1970_qI/AAAAAAAABi0/loFglUyi1mg/s400/n754398474_1824140_4689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Joyce disfigured it (look at above photo for evidence)! haha, joking. But it does look scarier O.o Aww man, didn't get a pic of what Junrong did to another innocent rabbit. He outlined the eyes...thick outlines summore!! So it now looks like some black-eyed dead rabbit that died in a wrestling match gone wrong. Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrtOCYlI/AAAAAAAABjU/IaFb-3bAi1U/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971071126889042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrtOCYlI/AAAAAAAABjU/IaFb-3bAi1U/s400/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pink tinged brush. I am amazed at what a 3.2 megapix handphone camera can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrBreTMI/AAAAAAAABjM/JoPZwSoiMrQ/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971059439193282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrBreTMI/AAAAAAAABjM/JoPZwSoiMrQ/s400/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrtOCYlI/AAAAAAAABjU/IaFb-3bAi1U/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq2tLSpGI/AAAAAAAABiM/_WG_kSbkhGU/s1600-h/n754398474_1824137_3884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285936075721843810" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq2tLSpGI/AAAAAAAABiM/_WG_kSbkhGU/s400/n754398474_1824137_3884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho, ATTITUDE SEH. No lah, I was demanding my paintbrush back from yangmeng..."you gimme that back or I'll chew your head off!" lol, FIERCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG1sKozmI/AAAAAAAABis/l7rVSRvVRKg/s1600-h/n754398474_1824139_4421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285966844596375138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG1sKozmI/AAAAAAAABis/l7rVSRvVRKg/s400/n754398474_1824139_4421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy Clifford with his paintbrush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuMu41-QNI/AAAAAAAABj0/dxChcvyTrQw/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285973324810043602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuMu41-QNI/AAAAAAAABj0/dxChcvyTrQw/s400/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The short legged horse whose eyes yours truly dotted. hehe, looks retarded :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG2Ej1S0I/AAAAAAAABjE/i1tGmwlW0K0/s1600-h/n754398474_1824145_6026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285966851144502082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG2Ej1S0I/AAAAAAAABjE/i1tGmwlW0K0/s400/n754398474_1824145_6026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andddd, TA-DAHHHH!! Our finished wall! Well part of it. But its still good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then packed up, and went to the opposite to see our first mural. Sigh, it was SO much better when we did it the last time. There were enough paints around, and so many people helping out so its pretty lively. Arghh, I miss the art days! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKsaKZ7CI/AAAAAAAABjk/PLj8KaNAS_Q/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971083191249954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKsaKZ7CI/AAAAAAAABjk/PLj8KaNAS_Q/s400/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fish I painted. And it &lt;em&gt;peeled. &lt;/em&gt;Eww O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrwBeJYI/AAAAAAAABjc/8hscSH9Dqjc/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971071879488898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKrwBeJYI/AAAAAAAABjc/8hscSH9Dqjc/s400/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo-hoo! My name painted on a wall for all to see. I'M FAMOUS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKsskBk1I/AAAAAAAABjs/Y_HqI-P27Q4/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971088130544466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuKsskBk1I/AAAAAAAABjs/Y_HqI-P27Q4/s400/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay!! Art students rock!!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq2_bGkEI/AAAAAAAABiU/YCFZ0ixu2wc/s1600-h/n754398474_1824144_5748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285936080619999298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtq2_bGkEI/AAAAAAAABiU/YCFZ0ixu2wc/s400/n754398474_1824144_5748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seniors group photo (missing Junrong)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG18GoDnI/AAAAAAAABi8/D-hWwwfnmuw/s1600-h/n754398474_1824146_6301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285966848874516082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuG18GoDnI/AAAAAAAABi8/D-hWwwfnmuw/s400/n754398474_1824146_6301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us again :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to the market to eat lunch with me falling down on the way. Gossiped alot after finishing our meal...so scandalous! I swear, the three of them with their gossip power combined is a force to be seriously reckoned with O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways went to tuition after that, and bought my new school term's books on the way home from tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuOTdchsfI/AAAAAAAABkM/bp1rYykAW48/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975052622344690" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuOTdchsfI/AAAAAAAABkM/bp1rYykAW48/s400/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, they are thick AND dangerous. Their total weight is 40kg. 40KG!!! Thats like...4 packets of 10kg rice! Or, or 8 packets of 5kg rice!! OMG, seriously heavy shit! And I climbed two overhead bridges with that weight and a painful butt...I think I almost died coming home. My sis was like, "why didn't you take a cab home?" Then I stunned for awhile cos it didn't even occur to me to do that. =.= I am stupid, aren't I? Anyways, I strongly believe that what does not kill me makes me stronger!!! RAR!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now my shoulders and arms are really sore...I need some yoko yoko D: Butt still hurts, and there's yet another psychological scar. Welcome, embarrassing incident no. 89675342123. Enjoy your uninvited stay in my consciousness. *forced smirk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well before I end the post off, I realised a hidden talent of my sister's. She can read your fortune from leftover ice cream bits in ice cream cups O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuMvTaluAI/AAAAAAAABkE/q2-ZedbnXOg/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285973331942946818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVuMvTaluAI/AAAAAAAABkE/q2-ZedbnXOg/s400/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ice cream cup is my sister's. Apparently the reading that she got for herself is "a smooth toilet life". Right. Guess weirdness runs in the family~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (BOTH FROM OUTER SPACE AND EARTH)!!! May 2009 be nicer than 2008...good tidings for the new year people!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-3440732313293823990?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3440732313293823990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3440732313293823990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/art-mural-cip.html' title='Art mural CIP!!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVtj4GjykHI/AAAAAAAABgs/1b7O-AM1I38/s72-c/my+fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6617589167373965691</id><published>2008-12-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:53:13.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet ups with friends</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched YESMAN yesterday with Encarni, Annette and Auntie Joycelyn yesterday. LOL, DAMN FUNNY!! Everybody in the cinema was laughing and laughing at the stupid things in the movie...awesome fun :D Whoa, think the rollerblading-on-their-tummies thing is totally cool! I guess the deeper meaning of the movie is to just, go for it, you know? And to have fun on the way too XD *sudden urge to go bungee jumping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate dinner at Yaki Yaki Bo and gossiped like nobody's business. Pretty good food there, but very filling. The chawanmushi there is amazing~ We all felt like puking after the dinner lo! Oh yes, and thanks to auntie Joycelyn for the treat! &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the new Jurong Point area after that, and really, it has alot of shops around=damn crowded. Seriously leh, I can't stand it lo *flicking action* NTUC's vegetables section especially. Its weird that how come a place as huge as NTUC can spare so little space at the same time. We also went to ARTBOX...the notebooks and sketchpads' designs are so nice! The girls got themselves schedulers and I got a sketchpad for $17 (my heart still hurts) today. But its amazing how they managed to get their stuff with all the people. Well anyways, I see shops like gramaphone and Harris around...cool! But think I'll take a look around in 2 months time when the crowds finally disperse =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh, its been such a long time since I've saw them...Encarni's so pretty now (and I don't wanna talk about Annette cao she's too slim)! &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVJMEV_AhII/AAAAAAAABgk/u8Akua54vok/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283368950363620482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVJMEV_AhII/AAAAAAAABgk/u8Akua54vok/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TA-DAHHHHH!!! Me and my girls! I miss them so much...meet up again soon eh? And work hard ah! Oh yeah to Ronald: the one on the left is Encarni (so now you know), and the one on the right is Annette (duh).&lt;/p&gt;And this ends my very happy date with them on Tuesday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Fonna today for lunch! Wah finally lo, after so long~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at bento box (chawanmushi there is good too!) and chatted alot. Haha, she gave me a bottle of jelly beans and a thin scarf for my birthday and christmas presents respectively. Thank you so much, I love it alot!! Fonna's always the nicest one lo...even thou she's short, but she has a good heart and is very smart. Haha, the future can wait so don't worry about it now ok :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, lately I've been doing alot of catching up with good old friends, hence the busy-ness. But I like it! Cos I think that its nice to have friends that will make the effort to keep in touch with you even though you are in different schools...which means that they actually think of you and THAT, boys and girls, is very very nice. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-6617589167373965691?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6617589167373965691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6617589167373965691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy-busy-me.html' title='Meet ups with friends'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SVJMEV_AhII/AAAAAAAABgk/u8Akua54vok/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7411856893395920302</id><published>2008-12-19T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:59:11.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Encarni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO ENCARNI!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some words for one of my oldest and most treasured friends: Haha, known you for like what? 12 years? We had our share of fights and good times over the years, and I believe that they have made us closer. So on this special day, I wish that our friendship will never die, and that you will earn more true friends that are worth keeping! May you always be happy and content...remember the movie date!! :D&lt;/p&gt;I know I know, I'm supposed to blog about alot of things...2e4o5 chalet, art ppl gathering, Japan trip...but I'm gonna be pretty busy nowadays. Wah seh, have to write esays for tuition, there will be family gatherings in the weekend, and next week is packed with programs =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post something when I have the time,  but for now, its back to essay writing! x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7411856893395920302?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7411856893395920302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7411856893395920302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-encarni.html' title='Happy birthday Encarni!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7685523423765654945</id><published>2008-12-12T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:54:15.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>As most people know, I'M BACK IN SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And its good to be back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm not really pumped up to write about my trip and post pictures...I read somewhere that vacations can increase your stress levels. SEE? I'm not lazy, just recovering from all that stress by reading too much shoujo manga after coming back. Haha, so this post is basically to let friends know that I didn't die from some plane crash, sorry to disappoint you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to thank ALL YOU ADORABLE PEOPLE FOR YOUR NICE BIRTHDAY WISHES, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Encarni:&lt;br /&gt;The earliest! When its just November! Thank you loads, it means alot :D Remember our movie date!&lt;br /&gt;To Adeline and Alina:&lt;br /&gt;The two most original idiots I've ever seen, haha!&lt;br /&gt;To Ronald:&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I will kill you if you forget.&lt;br /&gt;To Yilei:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! Haha, hope to see you in SIM's canteens soon :3&lt;br /&gt;To Fonna:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Fonna! I seem to have an affinity with your mum :D Say hi to her for me, and lets meet up soon!&lt;br /&gt;To dddude:&lt;br /&gt;Erm, do I know you?&lt;br /&gt;To Swizzy:&lt;br /&gt;You're the best tuition mate EVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;To Melanie:&lt;br /&gt;Belated or not, it still means alot (OMG, IT RHYMES!)&lt;br /&gt;To Boon Ping:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this was unexpected&lt;br /&gt;To Wenjie:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, he's the best. I think he was the first to give me a gift for my birthday in huayi...a stuffed platypus summore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,10 people. Well its better than 9 any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I've thanked the people listed here already, but I think its better to thank them here again for the thought cos its a great deal for me and I want to let the whole wide world know that I have special people as friends~ *glittery*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, no promises for the Japan post, and I am waiting for presents :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7685523423765654945?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7685523423765654945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7685523423765654945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6415304766977928182</id><published>2008-11-24T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:19:56.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday list!</title><content type='html'>Ello happy people from planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Just something to keep you updated and pretty jealous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GOING TO JAPAN (ok, Tokyo, but its good anyways)!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hoho, there's nothing that makes a statement like large bold words in red. :D Sorry to Fonna and Hafizah, I'm going ahead first *maniacal laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm leaving on the 30th till about 8th December, and I'll be backpacking there with my family...pretty adventurous huh? Oh yeah, to friends who asked me to get stuff for them, I'll keep a lookout for them ok? But no promises thou! (Photos of pretty boys would be hard...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and now I shall bring you to the main aim for this post...&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours truly's BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (On the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th of December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sheesh, you guys should have remembered it already, after my yearly naggings =.=) Yep, I do realise it'll be belated when I come home, but I don't mind late presents! So I expect a small mountain of them piled outside me front door when I get back. LOL! Well, to make the task slightly easier for you people, I have come up with a list of stuff you can get me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia's 17th birthday list (Oh my, I'm young, aren't I?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. COPIC MARKERS.&lt;br /&gt;The godlike ones from Japan *drools* that artists use. Contemplating between the Copic and Copic Ciao ones thou...Ciao ones are nice cos of the calligraphy pen tips, but on the other hand, the thin marker tips of Copic ones are good too...*mumbles* The colors blend uber uber well, and it lasts, and inks are refillable, and they can be found in Art Friend at Bras Basah, and have I mentioned that they're godlike? Oh yeah. And they're dead expensive. Its like 72 colours for 300 bucks. Yep, I can hear the swearing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, but on second thought, I think I'll get it myself...one day =.= Guess I'll protect them all the more if its my money thats spent on them. But if any rich, kind soul out there who is willing to aid me in my copic markers domination cause, I won't mind it either. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A CRUMPLER (or something similar that is slightly more comfortable than the Kappa bag that hurts my shoulders)&lt;br /&gt;Cos my current fake one that is shamelessly gotten from TP's open house is disintegrating...serious! The inner lining is coming off in pieces and shreds, so it won't last long. RIP man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A HP PRINTER+SCANNER&lt;br /&gt;The one at home is giving me problems cos I can't scan suff larger than an A4 size page. And the scans stink (Dear Hafizah, now you know why I haven't done anything about my deviantart account). HP printers and scanners are sooooo much better...especially the printers. Whoa, the colours are super good lo! Thus, it shall be helpful in dealing with my drawings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. THE SPRAYER THING THAT MDM KEH USES TO PROTECT OUR PENCIL DRAWINGS&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this thing really works. It protects the drawing from having your pencil marks all smudged...pretty useful for a pencil user like me. Hmm, I actually went to Art Friend to hunt for it, but I can't find it. Maybe art friend has better sprays than the one I'm talking about. I hope. *frowns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A JOB OFFER AFTER MY HOLIDAY&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH! I need it!! This is because there are events after my holiday that will surely suck me dry (read: 2e4o5's chalet this year is damn expensive). I have some jobs in mind for the moment. Guess I'll start calling to check for vacancies after enjoying in Japan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if all else fails/ you don't have the moolah....&lt;br /&gt;6. NOTES/LETTERS/CARDS/SMSES/TAGS/ ANYTHING THAT SHOWS THAT YOU PEOPLE DO REMEMBER MY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't ask for much. Some heartfelt words would be real nice because (like I said in previous years) nobody remembers December babies' birthdays *wails* So friends of mine who are broke, this would suffice already, so I'll expect my mailbox/hotmail/phone/blog to be filled with nice notes/letters/cards/smses/tags etc. I know, I have poor friends and a content personality. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, in case anyone has the nerve, NO MERGING OF MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT WITH THE CHRISTMAS ONES. My mum does this every year and it makes birthdays suck even more for December borns...my heart goes out to those who have their birthdays near Christmas and even more for those who are born on the 25th. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, between this post and the day I come back, you have abooouuuuutttt 14 days approximately. Happy scrimping and saving!!!! XD&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/28247727-6415304766977928182?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6415304766977928182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6415304766977928182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/ello-happy-people-from-planet-earth.html' title='My birthday list!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4623547295665287628</id><published>2008-11-14T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:45:03.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, I GOT FREAKING RETAINED.</title><content type='html'>Well, I think most of you ppl have already known about this piece of news...but to avoid repeating myself over and over again, I've decided to make this public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got retained.&lt;br /&gt;Plain and simple. No need for consoling thou, thank you veh much...cos I already sorta predicted it already. Guess my efforts weren't enough in the end =.= Actually I'm not depressed or anything, and am truly fine...so stop giving me i-feel-sorry-for-you looks cos it doesn't mean much to me but rather makes me super irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember William substituting the word "retained" with a pause that slowly faded away. Right. Seriously, this pisses me off. *does flicking action with me fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HOWEVER, I applied for a communications course at SIM(to prepare for such scenarios), AND I GOT IN!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha, I'm super excited about this!! I mean, who would rather study boring science than english!? Ok, I know a whole lot of people who would choose Science over English but heck, this is my blog and my opinions are a universal truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this means I'm not gonna study in JJ anymore (away with the ghost-repelling mirrors!), and I'm gonna start anew at SIM. Lol, wonder how issit like hanging out with old people....and what if I kana bullied?! And what if I lose the abilty to converse in Mandrin, use Singlish and swear in Hokkien!? LOL, but I have a good vibe about studying in SIM....guess you can say that I saw a sign that seems to be a good omen bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but I'll also miss my friends in JJ. Haha, to Adeline, Alina and Ronald: May your sorry days of darkness without me to brighten them up, lighten abit when you know that Olivia will always be thinking of you and laughing out loud somewhere out there at your pitiful JC life that has no meaning and no life at all. Oh yeah, and help me keep my stuff that teachers may pass to you guys ok? Just don't burn them up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having said that, I will really miss their crap and stupid+embarrassing things that they will do. Also my BU people....work hard to keep cookie house running! Must also help auntie and check by when its time to order the goods hor! I will come back to check on the store so don't you guys slack off! And other friends from my OG, PCs, and some random ones whom I have somehow befriended but also hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Plus teachers too! Especially Miss Heng and Mr Yeo...You have taught me alot from GP and GSC respectively, and I really really learnt alot from you..like seeing things in another perspective and be able to reason and differentiate facts. Haha, Miss Heng is like one of the cutest teachers I have known...her little movements can crack us up. And Mr Yeo is like the only teacher that has successfully captured my attention in all of his lessons cos they are super interesting. Also many thanks to other teachers who have taught me in this brief period~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, it stinks to be labelled as a "retainee" once in my educational record, and now that I'm transferring out, its kinda like being a dropout =.= (yes, I know the difference between a dropout and a transfer student in the first place so don't remind me) Humph! Bill Gates was also a dropout mah! And tons of famous+successful people! Now I'm studying stuff I like, I shall be invincible!!!!!! *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm super touched by the support from dear friends, family, relatives, tuition mates, teachers(?) and several random people that made me happy in the period (ranging from cookie house auntie to the Popular salesgirl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I am ___________(insert any word that indicates happiness and contentment with feelings of oneself being extremely lucky). *whistles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4623547295665287628?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4623547295665287628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4623547295665287628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-think-most-of-you-ppl-have.html' title='YES, I GOT FREAKING RETAINED.'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1792965935764557321</id><published>2008-11-08T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:48:50.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biennale volunteer experience</title><content type='html'>domo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the holidays!!! So as planned, I volunteered for Biennale duty on thurs and fri (and maybe also the next week), and it is a freaking tiring job. RAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe it wasn't as bad on thurs. I was stationed at South Beach Development, and it was pretty boring there. I was stationed at the The Address, and most of the time i just sat there reading 'gifted' (a pretty good book btw, go check it out).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SRWM8hKyRoI/AAAAAAAABgc/TybpUoZkPho/s1600-h/Image025+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266270310603310722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SRWM8hKyRoI/AAAAAAAABgc/TybpUoZkPho/s400/Image025+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I saw directly opposite me. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the only "exciting" thing that happened was that some lady lost her VIP pass, and we were all looking for it....dunno if she found it thou, hope she does :D Anyways, the people there were nice. I made friends with a Taiwanese girl called Angela who is studying in RJC~ Apparently, they come in hordes. Its like, both shifts have almost all RJC people lo! Think they were all made to come down by the teachers thou...but they're nice people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then FRIDAY. IT IS THE WORST. And you know why? BECAUSE THERE WERE STUDENT TOURS....PRIMARY SCHOOL KIDS SUMMORE! @$@%%#@#!!! I was stationed at City Hall (Parliament House), at the giant google map of Singapore (I still remember. Page 66 of the biennale guide book). So this exhibit is like, visitors can get some stickers from me, and then they write down a message and paste it on the area they like/ where they live, etc. Haha, I have one Texan visitor who wrote nice stuff about their new president... OBAMA ALL THE WAY!!! Actually it was pretty fun, albeit tiring. My legs hurt from all the walking about in the hall. *wince*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, the nightmares came at 11 plus. Omg, Nan Hua and Casuarina kids were crazy. Especially Casurina....totally gone. The teachers and parents didn't even attempt to rein them in leh! Its like, they just ran in the hall straight at me to get the stickers....I have to tell them repeatedly to get off the platform so I can maintain order, and have to stop them from stealing the stickers on the bench. Seriously. One girl was like grabbing the stickers from my hand when she got the chance, and I was giving the "what the hell!?" face. Then when the students left, I also went for lunch break (which was cut short by 10mins I must add).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I came back, when I was climbing the stairs to the 3rd floor, every step I take I can hear the sounds of screaming children getting louder and louder, and the sense of foreboding got stronger and stronger....And when I reached the exhibition hall, I saw all hell broke loose. KIDS EVERYWHERE. Running, screaming, jumping and whatever action that involves alot of noise and activity. Freaking dumbstruck lah! The girl who was covering for me when I'm out for lunch was giving me this shocked looked, and other volunteers were giving each other "OMG!" expressions. Waliao, you should have seen it lah...the Nan Hua kids were dominating the hall. Thank god they left 5-10minutes after I came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they were FINALLY ushered out of the hall, A guy (whose name I couldn't catch because of my lousy hearing...will ask him next time I see him) and a girl named claire (or issit clare?) and me just sat on the bench in the hall hyperventilating and we were all relieving the bad bad BAD moments that happened minutes ago. HAHA, they were telling me that the kids called them auntie and uncle summore...lucky they called me teacher if not I would have really lost my temper! Then their teacher came in (they're frm RJC btw...told you they came with their teachers for volunteer work) and they went out together. Then nothing much happened...just some visitors here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, when I was on the phone with michael (who tried to find the place for 2 hrs =.=), the Minster of Defence Mr Teo Chee Hean and his party came in with a guide. Wah, scared me! But I think hes nice, and one of his attendents smiled at me...no airs at all. Oh yeah, kids from Sembawang primary came too! Now THEY are the most well-behaved ones. Maybe its because they are in smaller groups. Maybe its because their teachers know how to control them. They're so guai!! Ah, I like good kids...they're really adorable. A guide was like telling them to get stickers from me of they really want to leave a message. But when they had to go, they all returned the unused ones back to me....next time if I have kids, I'll send them to Sembawang primary school! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after me shift, went to 7-11 with Michael, and saw Weifang on the way. Oh yah, Michael owes me 2 bucks. After that hurried home alone to unlock the door for my sis...wah seh, and saw Wei Cheng and some JJ guy on the train. Same cabin summore....someone must be reaaalllly sian now. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this ends my post about my biennale volunteer job. Hmmm, you guys must be bored at my lengthy posts without pictures eh? Lol...think there should be pics coming in cos theres ART CLASS DINNER TOMORROW!!! So looking forward to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, and people, PLEASE TAG!! I know that there are some sneaky ones out there that reads my posts but doesn't tag. OI PEOPLE, PROACTIVE CAN ANOT!? tags=motivation!! *grumbles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1792965935764557321?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1792965935764557321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1792965935764557321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/biennale-volunteer-experience.html' title='Biennale volunteer experience'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SRWM8hKyRoI/AAAAAAAABgc/TybpUoZkPho/s72-c/Image025+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1182595777177651682</id><published>2008-11-05T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:56:36.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM3 review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY IS THE END OF PROJECT WORK!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah seh, finally! Handed up I&amp;amp;R today, and completed oral presentation yesterday~ Oral presentation was ok, just very nervous. Thank god the assessors only asked me one question =.= But, I think our group did good for the presentation and left a pretty good impression....especially our sample jingle that we sang that spread around the teachers like wildfire. Eh, please, we didn't sing it very nicely but its a good attempt ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, then yesterday after OP, Adeline and I(Alina abandoned us) went to watch High School Musical 3. I didn't want to watch it initially because I found it to be super stupid. I mean, who the hell plays basketball halfway to stop and sing!? Even worse, who the hell stands us halfway in the middle of a basketball match amongst a quiet crowd to shout "TROYYYYY!!!" and start singing!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but in the end I went to watch it after being psychoed by JEAN (WHO WATCHED THE MOVIE A FREAKING 2 TIMES) and seriously, it was really kinda a waste of my free ticket. yeah yeah, I know its meant to be a musical, but people suddenly bursting into songs just makes me really uncomfortable. This is why I didn't go watch Mama Mia =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, the most entertaining part of the movie will be the NG scenes at the end of the movie. Seriously, the sight of Zac Efron's leg stuck in those movie theatre is priceless man! hoho, people watching the movie soon must really stick around after the movie to watch it. And the movie was upsetting cos I thought that it'll be much grander than expected...but the music was nice thou. Just that the weirdness of people singing halfway is kinda stupid to me, and everytime they do that, I cringe then curse and swear loud enough for Adeline to hear me. As she said, HSM3 is just like Bollywood movies. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: 3/5 stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1182595777177651682?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1182595777177651682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1182595777177651682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/hsm3-review.html' title='HSM3 review'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-3136650312323901663</id><published>2008-10-27T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:57:33.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noisy kids piss me off</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I went downstairs to study for Chinese in the library. But my peace was shattered by two boys who happily wanted to play wrestling there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, "Um, can you please be quiet?" (and I said it with a slight smile) Then the boys gave gave me five seconds of quiet before screaming their heads off and running about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, ok. 2nd attempt. "Excuse me, I'm studing here...can you be softer?" And this time, one second of silence before rolling on the carpet doing whatever wrestling move that involves loads of high-pitched screaming+whining+weak punches+alot of tussling. Righhhhht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Attempt. "This is a library, you should be quiet. I am trying to study." (with a menancing voice and vein popping out on my forehead) This is then followed by arguments over who is the noisiest one, continued by more "wrestling".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. STRIKE THREE, YER OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my stuff and left the room, and the boys just gave me stupid faces. I swear, if their parents were there, I'll just go to them and complain. Of the many things that irritate me A WHOLE LOT, this is one of them (and also things like people standing in the middle of the walkway gossiping, iccesant redundant noise, stupidity and many more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, parents (both future and present ones), YOUR KIDS ARE NOT AS ADORABLE AS YOU THINK UNLESS THEY LOOK LIKE DANIEL WU, OK!? Like yeah, you may say they are angels and all, but I repeat, THEY ARE NOT AS ADORABLE AS YOU THINK. No offense to people who have kids but this is a universal truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just pisses me off when kids do stupid stuff and parents give lame excuses like "they are still children", "they don't mean it", "they are just angry because they didn't have their favourite candy". Uh-huh. Of course, I don't mean that all parents do this, but some do, apparently. And for this group of people, all I can say is that your extreme stupidity and denial puts me off. Do you honestly think that your child is that dumb!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a children one day and they do this kind of crap like wrestling on the floor and screaming their heads away, I'll just shout at them and do bad stuff to them, then make them apologise to the poor girl who is trying to concentrate in her studying for her Chinese A lvl paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph. Noisy kids. *mutters*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-3136650312323901663?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3136650312323901663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3136650312323901663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/noisy-kids-piss-me-off.html' title='Noisy kids piss me off'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8965620918639056635</id><published>2008-10-19T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:40:49.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Biennale</title><content type='html'>Went for Biennale on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it freaking rained. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My legs hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have blisters at my ankles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I FREAKING ENJOYED IT!!! Omg, I was deprived of art for so long lo. Art really feeds the soul man. I still can remember that I wrote a "go visit Biennale" post 2 yrs ago. Nostalgic. Hmm, maybe I should really include an archive section....I do write better posts in the past. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, went to this year's Biennale (say it as: BIAN-NA-LEH) with Clifford and Jiayu. ART STUDENTS ONCE, ART STUDENTS FOREVER!!! Turnout was pretty upsetting cos everybody couldn't make it. I wanted to critique the art with Fikri! And Hafizah wasn't there either. AIYER WHY LIDDAT ONE!? But still enjoyed it alot with the two that came(even though we kept getting lost)! &gt;w&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: South Beach Development. Ended up on that ulu place where it looks like murders took place once because we got lost. Waliao, the Biennale is no joke the lo! Keep walking and walking and walking...still rain summore after that. Seriously tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCdi36SI/AAAAAAAABaU/6OSnHvAi8eQ/s1600-h/P1050828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554595687360802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCdi36SI/AAAAAAAABaU/6OSnHvAi8eQ/s400/P1050828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This instillation is called "The Dancer". She has her hands and legs all stretched to different corners of the room, and they are connected by there wires. Painstaking indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCnsNtjI/AAAAAAAABac/aHtXY_IzoAs/s1600-h/P1050829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554598410892850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCnsNtjI/AAAAAAAABac/aHtXY_IzoAs/s400/P1050829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The dancer's dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xDL1ixmI/AAAAAAAABas/aJ-VEZF6aDI/s1600-h/P1050842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554608113698402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xDL1ixmI/AAAAAAAABas/aJ-VEZF6aDI/s400/P1050842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OOO! This is really cool! Clifford was the one taking the photo (most of the photos anyways), but the reflection is actually me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xDY5cbBI/AAAAAAAABa0/PgSOaH2BvZk/s1600-h/P1050841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554611619720210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xDY5cbBI/AAAAAAAABa0/PgSOaH2BvZk/s400/P1050841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Figured it out yet? There are actually 2 identical rooms beside each other, and the artist made the frames in the wall that connects the 2 rooms. So when u're facing the "mirrors", your actual reflection doesn't appear! TOO COOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCykPEaI/AAAAAAAABak/uFMPCClpxFQ/s1600-h/P1050832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554601330217378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCykPEaI/AAAAAAAABak/uFMPCClpxFQ/s400/P1050832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A series of photos of a guy+a moon. Romantic, in a sense...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zl63q3iI/AAAAAAAABa8/qG_rLm5zDug/s1600-h/P1050845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259557403877891618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zl63q3iI/AAAAAAAABa8/qG_rLm5zDug/s400/P1050845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dunno what it means, but it looks impressive anyways. The dude over there is too extra =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zmKoMqtI/AAAAAAAABbE/YrKDteFzymk/s1600-h/P1050848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259557408107965138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zmKoMqtI/AAAAAAAABbE/YrKDteFzymk/s400/P1050848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The breathing room. The walls actaully expand and contract ok!? Now I know how Pinocchio feels when he got swallowed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zmhotZUI/AAAAAAAABbM/d4X3P1RB4QE/s1600-h/P1050850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259557414284125506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zmhotZUI/AAAAAAAABbM/d4X3P1RB4QE/s400/P1050850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;haha, this really freaked us out! The swing moves by itself (controlled by machines, duh) and its in such a setting...GIVES ME THE CREEPS O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26qsYjzSI/AAAAAAAABbk/kbchUCH6VPY/s1600-h/P1050876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259565182470049058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26qsYjzSI/AAAAAAAABbk/kbchUCH6VPY/s400/P1050876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SALVADOR DALI'S MUSTACHE!!! haha, love it! &gt;w&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zm8gwgiI/AAAAAAAABbU/wsCYdHUTU2A/s1600-h/P1050863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259557421498532386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zm8gwgiI/AAAAAAAABbU/wsCYdHUTU2A/s400/P1050863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2zmhotZUI/AAAAAAAABbM/d4X3P1RB4QE/s1600-h/P1050850.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2znJ7hJbI/AAAAAAAABbc/1wu4q11aD5E/s1600-h/P1050868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259557425100432818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2znJ7hJbI/AAAAAAAABbc/1wu4q11aD5E/s400/P1050868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26q98mG-I/AAAAAAAABbs/2Rw728W_2P8/s1600-h/P1050877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259565187184597986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26q98mG-I/AAAAAAAABbs/2Rw728W_2P8/s400/P1050877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26rVea0PI/AAAAAAAABb0/lO2cpAgctpA/s1600-h/P1050878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259565193500479730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26rVea0PI/AAAAAAAABb0/lO2cpAgctpA/s400/P1050878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This exhibit is really personal...hmm, maybe I should do this, like keep notes, sketches and some little things. Not a bad idea huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQGvxqRok2I/AAAAAAAABgU/1X1N3Sj4ZKg/s1600-h/P1050898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260679107442152290" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQGvxqRok2I/AAAAAAAABgU/1X1N3Sj4ZKg/s400/P1050898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this reminds me of wall E...the items are compressed into cubes, like the ones you see in the movie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26rzMlpuI/AAAAAAAABcE/SJ8fpb1wjE4/s1600-h/P1050901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259565201478756066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP26rzMlpuI/AAAAAAAABcE/SJ8fpb1wjE4/s400/P1050901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A quote on one of the boxes in there. "All you need is love, love is all you need" &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that, we walked around again (i.e. got lost again) in the HEAVY RAIN. No, heavy rain is an understatement. SUPER BIG, HEAVY AND COTINUOUS RAIN AS IF THERE HASN'T BEEN RAIN IN THE PASS DECADE!! @#@&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we wandered into Raffles City to hide from the rain, and saw this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29hbv8BCI/AAAAAAAABcc/_Oc0zMvEZlA/s1600-h/P1050908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259568321920762914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29hbv8BCI/AAAAAAAABcc/_Oc0zMvEZlA/s400/P1050908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The usual image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29gvfin6I/AAAAAAAABcM/NKwDMWOn2S0/s1600-h/P1050906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259568310040829858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29gvfin6I/AAAAAAAABcM/NKwDMWOn2S0/s400/P1050906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TA-DAH! Becomes like this in RED! o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29g0FFwTI/AAAAAAAABcU/IMiCEJmN8B4/s1600-h/P1050907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259568311272063282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29g0FFwTI/AAAAAAAABcU/IMiCEJmN8B4/s400/P1050907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it becomes like this in BLUE! O.O Whoa, magic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed off to the 2nd stop: THE SUPREME COURT. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;State of sneakers: TOTALLY __________(&lt;- insert any word that describes sheer fustration and uncomfortable thoughts about my feet growing fungi) WET. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29h2FZmLI/AAAAAAAABck/Q-Wg6ngbGrI/s1600-h/P1050914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259568328990103730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29h2FZmLI/AAAAAAAABck/Q-Wg6ngbGrI/s400/P1050914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside the supreme court. Why I look happy, don't I? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29iNsNMaI/AAAAAAAABcs/7PxCLJN4frs/s1600-h/P1050917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259568335326884258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP29iNsNMaI/AAAAAAAABcs/7PxCLJN4frs/s400/P1050917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is Clifford! Photo taken by me! *beams proudly showing my blinding smile* Too bad Clifford, I'm proud of this photo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HKogkpuI/AAAAAAAABc0/Gvp3Bf-Hw9Y/s1600-h/P1050923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259930769046152930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HKogkpuI/AAAAAAAABc0/Gvp3Bf-Hw9Y/s400/P1050923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um. WORMS. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HLKat6xI/AAAAAAAABc8/ggFpT9tWFGA/s1600-h/P1050930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259930778148399890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HLKat6xI/AAAAAAAABc8/ggFpT9tWFGA/s400/P1050930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 art students~ This pic is totally precious...JIAYU DOESN'T WANT TO TAKE PHOTOS! *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HLhc9RAI/AAAAAAAABdE/cd_RVOsL8X0/s1600-h/P1050933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259930784331809794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HLhc9RAI/AAAAAAAABdE/cd_RVOsL8X0/s400/P1050933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me doing the official sign that means "hi!" in alien. Ello, ET's drinking buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HL535zzI/AAAAAAAABdM/dYKlVvrNxKk/s1600-h/P1050936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259930790887280434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HL535zzI/AAAAAAAABdM/dYKlVvrNxKk/s400/P1050936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HMLIdtxI/AAAAAAAABdU/R8bt8UODuvc/s1600-h/P1050939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259930795520145170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP8HMLIdtxI/AAAAAAAABdU/R8bt8UODuvc/s400/P1050939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is cool...check out the words! I kinda like art that makes use of words...gives it more depth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260325326013426402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuA3wFauI/AAAAAAAABdc/GDN5t8hPVBA/s400/P1050948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, the 3 of us again! Wah piang, our bodies look really fat like this D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuCLUAzyI/AAAAAAAABdk/kIx0toLAKRk/s1600-h/P1050947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260325348444262178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuCLUAzyI/AAAAAAAABdk/kIx0toLAKRk/s400/P1050947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was totally fascinated by this work. THE STRUCTURE IS IN WATER. WATER!! And there is MIST in WATER!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzbzZZoKI/AAAAAAAABes/SLziNNhxzGM/s1600-h/P1050968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331286259146914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzbzZZoKI/AAAAAAAABes/SLziNNhxzGM/s400/P1050968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah. We like doing this don't we? o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuCe0JQUI/AAAAAAAABds/600lLtcmNCY/s1600-h/P1050953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260325353679307074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuCe0JQUI/AAAAAAAABds/600lLtcmNCY/s400/P1050953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuDPI3xxI/AAAAAAAABd8/ltYcDXi33P8/s1600-h/P1050952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260325366651143954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuDPI3xxI/AAAAAAAABd8/ltYcDXi33P8/s400/P1050952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The artist carved each of the wood in this, and the whole series is also on show as a video. Kinda like those drawings where you can flip the pages so it'll seem like its moving...except, this is on wood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuC1I79qI/AAAAAAAABd0/z6bYUxE9Nw0/s1600-h/P1050950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260325359672096418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBuC1I79qI/AAAAAAAABd0/z6bYUxE9Nw0/s400/P1050950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA! reminds me of Anson! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwlNv09OI/AAAAAAAABeM/ac5MCYidql8/s1600-h/P1050957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260328149416473826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwlNv09OI/AAAAAAAABeM/ac5MCYidql8/s400/P1050957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwlQkRr4I/AAAAAAAABeU/Nv4TdhWKiV8/s1600-h/P1050959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260328150173331330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwlQkRr4I/AAAAAAAABeU/Nv4TdhWKiV8/s400/P1050959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwk_RMT5I/AAAAAAAABeE/Gko9r8ZtsDw/s1600-h/P1050955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260328145529884562" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwk_RMT5I/AAAAAAAABeE/Gko9r8ZtsDw/s400/P1050955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwm-ZdfXI/AAAAAAAABek/jAwBzOW5rYw/s1600-h/P1050963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260328179655867762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwm-ZdfXI/AAAAAAAABek/jAwBzOW5rYw/s400/P1050963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is really cool. There is one whole stretch of flowers that looks like stencils on the ground. Check out the close-ups...the flowers are totally intricate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwmSW1hDI/AAAAAAAABec/L7mDuA6JZnI/s1600-h/P1050962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260328167833699378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBwmSW1hDI/AAAAAAAABec/L7mDuA6JZnI/s400/P1050962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But actually on the other side of the flowers, the colour is just black...as if we are destroying nature as we progress. Very good concept lo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzeOxKdOI/AAAAAAAABfM/O5DMANOgezw/s1600-h/P1050973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331327966311650" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzeOxKdOI/AAAAAAAABfM/O5DMANOgezw/s400/P1050973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzdleEA5I/AAAAAAAABfE/uHP8wxUYGfA/s1600-h/P1050979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331316880343954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzdleEA5I/AAAAAAAABfE/uHP8wxUYGfA/s400/P1050979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzcf_i4_I/AAAAAAAABe0/iuXeM0u2XZA/s1600-h/P1050976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331298230297586" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzcf_i4_I/AAAAAAAABe0/iuXeM0u2XZA/s400/P1050976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzcza7IwI/AAAAAAAABe8/Yb7x_JG99i8/s1600-h/P1050977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331303445406466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQBzcza7IwI/AAAAAAAABe8/Yb7x_JG99i8/s400/P1050977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, the artist is a damn good knitter...the scooter and the lamp are all made from knitted yarn leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wandered into the Children's Biennale section, and saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB05xx9UBI/AAAAAAAABfU/0Ay8USRO7GM/s1600-h/P1050980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332900732981266" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB05xx9UBI/AAAAAAAABfU/0Ay8USRO7GM/s400/P1050980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DOMO KUN!!! haha! Kids nowadays so cute eh? lol, angry domo kun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB06weKjNI/AAAAAAAABfc/rNmx7iqdGt8/s1600-h/P1050981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332917561396434" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB06weKjNI/AAAAAAAABfc/rNmx7iqdGt8/s400/P1050981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I couldn't resist showing off either. Did it in like less than 5 minutes...Good, isn't it? &gt;w&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB07RpQW2I/AAAAAAAABfk/m9NorHv38Fo/s1600-h/P1050982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332926466284386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB07RpQW2I/AAAAAAAABfk/m9NorHv38Fo/s400/P1050982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB07mMBALI/AAAAAAAABfs/KMqsUkf9dxY/s1600-h/P1050984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332931980787890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB07mMBALI/AAAAAAAABfs/KMqsUkf9dxY/s400/P1050984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB078rYyXI/AAAAAAAABf0/75I9ybcceRE/s1600-h/P1050985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332938017950066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB078rYyXI/AAAAAAAABf0/75I9ybcceRE/s400/P1050985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB13pmyc2I/AAAAAAAABgM/LQQZ0Jn3oSo/s1600-h/P1050989.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB13T3IFYI/AAAAAAAABgE/DXZjeYCZA1s/s1600-h/P1050988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260333957853484418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB13T3IFYI/AAAAAAAABgE/DXZjeYCZA1s/s400/P1050988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB13pmyc2I/AAAAAAAABgM/LQQZ0Jn3oSo/s1600-h/P1050989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260333963690537826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SQB13pmyc2I/AAAAAAAABgM/LQQZ0Jn3oSo/s400/P1050989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then these are some of the works by primary school students...*sniff* I can still remember I have this much talent when I was young...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! So this was our Biennale trip for you! Go visit the exhibition someday cos I think its really good! Hmm, I'm also thinking of volunteering at the exhibition too. Even though the pay is like, $12 per 5 hours(?), but I think its still nice to be surrounded by art. Hmmm, think I'll go volunteer after OP! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, hope to see the other arts students soon...RAMEN TEN AHOY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8965620918639056635?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8965620918639056635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8965620918639056635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/singapore-biennale.html' title='Singapore Biennale'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SP2xCdi36SI/AAAAAAAABaU/6OSnHvAi8eQ/s72-c/P1050828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8043235778392010146</id><published>2008-10-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:57:34.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes and Ladders prototype!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finished my prototype for PW today!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my stomach hurts and I have to finsh a GSC speech by tonight, still I have to show you guys my beloved BABY that I toiled over in the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaBzoOq7I/AAAAAAAABZE/t5_Oo0Qc3ts/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254040533622238130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaBzoOq7I/AAAAAAAABZE/t5_Oo0Qc3ts/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES. I am very proud of it!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaCK63MII/AAAAAAAABZc/c5RL8QPs0h4/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254040539874406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaCK63MII/AAAAAAAABZc/c5RL8QPs0h4/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I shall say it again: YES, I AM VERY PROUD OF IT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The white squares almost drove me to madness, the orange snake took like 2hrs to finish cos of the coil, the ladders's width have to be proportionate, the glue not too wet, and thank goodness the yellow boarders are settled just after 2 attempts. Whew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaBsr5z_I/AAAAAAAABY8/PoLGYY5IYj8/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254040531758600178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaBsr5z_I/AAAAAAAABY8/PoLGYY5IYj8/s400/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I couldn't have finished it without the help of my PW mates(thats Adeline in the pic)! wah, all the nitty-gritty stuff in the end are super troublesome lo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, so basically this is just a show-off post. My stomach hurts so bad that it has destroyed all possible nicer post ideas that I can come up with. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;Oh yes btw, hotmail is totally screwed. I can't open files! I can't read the older ones! (Oh yeah, if you wanna read your latest mail, go to home&gt;inbox. It worked for me anyways) I can't send attachments! I can't do any freaking thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the good people with only hotmail accounts out there, all I can say is that...THANK GOD I HAVE GMAIL. HAHAHAHAH!!! &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY MACARINA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8043235778392010146?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8043235778392010146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8043235778392010146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/snakes-and-ladders-prototype.html' title='Snakes and Ladders prototype!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SOoaBzoOq7I/AAAAAAAABZE/t5_Oo0Qc3ts/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4637056590927751055</id><published>2008-09-18T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:38:25.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GP, DIE LE LAH</title><content type='html'>I think dreams do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GONNA FAIL GP!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; (Refer to previous post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I had my promos today. Language papers, both GP and Chinese, both Paper 1 and Paper 2 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP(Paper 1+Paper 2) + Chinese(Paper 1+Paper 2 ) = 4 papers&lt;br /&gt;4 papers = end at 4 plus+worst examination experience+thoughts of immediate suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Its definately the worst.&lt;br /&gt;The first paper was GP Paper 1, and stupid me thought we have 2 and a half hours to finish the paper when we actually only have 1 and a half hour. So you can imagine me, taking my own sweet time to rewrite my intro with the Pussycat Dolls' song ('Watcha Think About That'...really catchy with nice Jap style) playing in my head. Then I only realised the danger I'm in when the teacher announced that we only have 45 mins left. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I only managed a pathetic 5 paragraphs, stopping at 1 counter argument. I'M SORRY MISS HENG, I'M SORRY MRS SELINA WONG, I'M SORRY MRS NAIR, I'M SORRY MDM BONG!!!!!! I FAILED YOU!!! DX *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff* And I don't wanna emphasise on the crap I gave in the other papers. But Chinese Paper 2 was really a killer. Everyone got different answers lo!Come on fellow students, lets go dig our own graves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, I've lost THE TOUCH. Language is getting less easy for me to handle nowadays...I have to study for English, can you imagine!? (Alina too expressed the same incredulity) Maybe its cos I think language is getting too 'structured' as I advance, like it isn't about expressing what you have to say anymore but about following the usual method...if you know what I mean. (nvm if you don't =.=) Wah, tomorrow still have GSC...oh my god. Then on Monday there's maths. Totally make or break lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So JC people out there, MUG ON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah, internet connection nowadays sucks. I knew that we shouldn't have let go of Starhub lo. My nerves get strained everytime the connection is off. Anyways, I can't access the internet for too long, so don't expect me to go online as frequently! Just typing this post is a miracle in itself =.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4637056590927751055?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4637056590927751055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4637056590927751055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/09/gp-die-le-lah.html' title='GP, DIE LE LAH'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7766602299143513019</id><published>2008-09-10T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:32:04.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I attempted to redo my maths chapts that I'm unsure of as revision. Did Equations and Inequalities for the afternoon till evening, and I felt like puking then hyperventilating then somehow collasping, leading to eventual death. Shall I also mention that that chapter is also like one of the easiest in maths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two letters. GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the fact I'm having weird dreams just isn't helping either. I think I'm under too much stress (NAH, I don't crumble so easily). Or maybe its because of idiots I'm facing both in school and at home (I hope you two weirdos know who I'm talking about). Or maybe its because of some teenager 'rebellious-stage' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I dreamt that I was in a very very large hall, decorated Arabian-style with those translucent curtains, with like large oil vats or something. Then I saw Ms Heng coming to talk to me about some GP homework she gave the class(and I shall mention that there is really the GP assignment given to us). When I wanted to give her my work, I couldn't find it, and was searching all over for it. *some details lost due to suspect early on set of dementia*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was like suddenly transported to some Shibuya-like place. The time should be like around 3am, and I was hanging out with some beng-like people whom I seriously suspect are ppl from 2e4o5. Its like, the lights were suddenly switched on along the street (brightly neon lighted, I must add), because I was complaining about the ungodly hour and how the shops would be closed. Somehow I vividly remember a lime-green Nike store, and some guys playing with a flying extinguisher and toilet bowls O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dunno about you, but somehow this weird dream gives me weird vibes. =.= Dun tell me I'm gonna fail my GP, then trapped into an oil vat then sent to Shibuya to be some ah lian all my life. Like WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ignore my vivid and super weird dreams. Now you know why I am what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH! Something big happened in the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WR SUBMITTED ON WEDNESDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY LAH!!!! SALVATION!! I NEVER THOUGHT THE DAY WILL FREAKING COME!!! *faints and collapses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, after all the @#$$@#$!@ drafts and crap, it is finally over. OVER, I SAY! Well, not entirely, but one of the tough bits are gone! So its still worth celebrating anyways! Toiled like dunno what liddat lo! Those who haven't been through it, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT TRYING. IT SUCKS. BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually I'm gonna post up some pics to make this post less intimidating, but I think I shall do that in the next one, after I get my pics from ADELINE. Oh yes, she has a new pink digital camera!!!! Lucky duck. (dunno about the pink part thou...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, by the totally random way, I think I have inherited my mum's sweaty palms. EWWWWWWW~ =.=&lt;br /&gt;And she's going to Batam in the next few days...Good lo, get to relax! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7766602299143513019?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7766602299143513019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7766602299143513019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-stuff.html' title='Random stuff'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4707540572778921467</id><published>2008-08-25T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:52:02.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update!</title><content type='html'>Wow, so many of the people I know have jumped ship to Live Journal (no offense, Clifford). WHATS SO GOOD ABOUT IT ANYWAY!? The thing is so hard to browse and find stuff. Ugh, I always have to go thru google just to look for the things I want. I dunno about you guys, but I'm sticking with blogger for the time being, and won't change to LJ...I think (at least until I finally figure it out). =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, whats up with people and trends? SHEEP. For example, I have always been getting emails for me to join friendster. Yeah, come on, laugh at me. But I REFUSE to just go with the flow. Like wth lah, friendster is more like acquaintancer lo. People who barely know each other just keep on adding and making "friends". Sorry, but I think thats soooo fake(no offence to ppl who really do only add friends). And I don't even wanna talk about Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, think I'm doing too much GP lately...even my rants are getting more GP-ish. Oh well. For now, my dear, faithful, still-checking-by-to-see-if-I-posted readers, PHOTOS!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPbpZZ6O5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/-2hHaS3w-P0/s1600-h/JJC+Night+games+stuff+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238772295802698642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPbpZZ6O5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/-2hHaS3w-P0/s400/JJC+Night+games+stuff+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this AGESSSssss ago! At JJ's grandstand there. I was like, Oh My God! when I saw it. Totally cool~ JJ has like one of the best skies around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPSYge4KAI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/HR2pW-CzBAw/s1600-h/IMGP0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238762110040156162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPSYge4KAI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/HR2pW-CzBAw/s400/IMGP0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this was the time when I saw the pretty sky and excitedly told Yangmeng. But my house is surrounded by the buildings so I can't get a good pic...go see his blog for a nicer one. Oh yeah, and I realised that the sky of my home is the same as NP's sky and the same as Alina's home sky. Like woah! All 3 of us saw the same sky that day sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPInuqe-CI/AAAAAAAAA7I/O_arTH4huzk/s1600-h/IMGP0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238751376428693538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPInuqe-CI/AAAAAAAAA7I/O_arTH4huzk/s400/IMGP0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is a closer, zoomed in one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPIoOp9WMI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/xliC4m2RLq8/s1600-h/IMGP0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238751385016424642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPIoOp9WMI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/xliC4m2RLq8/s400/IMGP0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when its fading~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPIoxt0I5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/Qxw5p74G_mI/s1600-h/IMGP0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238751394427839378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPIoxt0I5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/Qxw5p74G_mI/s400/IMGP0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, this is my favourite! Taken on some other random nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPIpXVz75I/AAAAAAAAA7o/UKYwrNgvFvY/s1600-h/IMGP0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238751404527710098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPIpXVz75I/AAAAAAAAA7o/UKYwrNgvFvY/s400/IMGP0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you lucky people haven't seen me in uniform. Really random, this one. Was holding the camera, saw the mirror and just took it. OH YEAH! This is just one of the legendary mirrors I was talking about...you know, those that were suspected for deflecting evil spirits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPLfeXir2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/B-pzn10zS5E/s1600-h/IMGP0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238754533150207842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPLfeXir2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/B-pzn10zS5E/s400/IMGP0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class having civics. HAHA, SLACK LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNm_pHu6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/lCMk1JxVOuM/s1600-h/IMGP0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238756861364648866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNm_pHu6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/lCMk1JxVOuM/s400/IMGP0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Ronald's POV. lol, the bag we got from TP's open hse...CRUMPLER WANNABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPV3T1OMeI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/coVG6fIn2Ro/s1600-h/IMGP0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238765937755042274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPV3T1OMeI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/coVG6fIn2Ro/s400/IMGP0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOO, this is cool. A pink fish that we suspect is a koi (because its made of kimono material and made in Japan) that belongs to jean. Wah, looks super smug. I also want!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPLeOygTxI/AAAAAAAAA74/-D0pteKVz58/s1600-h/IMGP0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238754511788461842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPLeOygTxI/AAAAAAAAA74/-D0pteKVz58/s400/IMGP0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, hey dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPW4o2F0WI/AAAAAAAAA9g/QZ-HSbSNuVU/s1600-h/IMGP0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238767060087329122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPW4o2F0WI/AAAAAAAAA9g/QZ-HSbSNuVU/s400/IMGP0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view! haha, I know, I like the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPLfJrCQsI/AAAAAAAAA8I/20ggE4HKEo4/s1600-h/IMGP0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238754527594824386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPLfJrCQsI/AAAAAAAAA8I/20ggE4HKEo4/s400/IMGP0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The survey thing we were doing. Artistic, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNoJL3CuI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4pUXgzEZmKU/s1600-h/IMGP0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238756881106143970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNoJL3CuI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4pUXgzEZmKU/s400/IMGP0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O8SO7!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNoUVK3HI/AAAAAAAAA84/6GxIjc4HLwM/s1600-h/IMGP0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238756884097981554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNoUVK3HI/AAAAAAAAA84/6GxIjc4HLwM/s400/IMGP0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear right? wahahaha! My camera is gooood. :D Took this when doing affinity duty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNnbiWEkI/AAAAAAAAA8g/p0BI6RrEhyw/s1600-h/IMGP0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238756868852421186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNnbiWEkI/AAAAAAAAA8g/p0BI6RrEhyw/s400/IMGP0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Meiji potato chips/fries with the pink koi. YESH, I LOVE MEIJI! Its like the best of all the tidbits brands, and I rank Cadbury at number 2. XD Its really good, try it today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNnk1FoxI/AAAAAAAAA8o/NMOBN1Sxgqg/s1600-h/IMGP0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238756871346955026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPNnk1FoxI/AAAAAAAAA8o/NMOBN1Sxgqg/s400/IMGP0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and me! I find that I have a crooked smile when I take photos, making my crappy face look crappier. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHTY PEOPLE! That's it for my post today! (I think I'm just gonna give up on the SMUN post...BOONYANG AH!) So see you next time (somewhere, somehow)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to check by! It will make me very happy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4707540572778921467?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4707540572778921467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4707540572778921467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick update!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SLPbpZZ6O5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/-2hHaS3w-P0/s72-c/JJC+Night+games+stuff+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5330337934271832315</id><published>2008-08-09T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:08:35.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg, promos</title><content type='html'>I'm Failing. FAILING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mdm Sim let me see my overall results up until now, and yes, I'M FREAKING FAILING. And to get promoted, I need to get like As for me to JUST PASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goody. I'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not really surprised anyways after all the crappy results I've been getting. But wow, Chemistry is the best among my 3 subjects, even thou I'm passing Maths. Oh well, I love a challenge. From U grades to As? BRING IT ON LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, even if I really don't make it, I may take it as a really gianormously big hint that maybe I should go pursue something I really like in poly(eh, shahbei and yangmeng, maybe I coming to be your junior). What. Life is long, and I still have years ahead of me =.= But we shall see what I can get for promos 1st eh? (oh the suspense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you're wondering, my mum didn't scream at me or anything. She just said to work harder lo, then see what happens. lol, super bo chap lo. (THANK GOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deviating from here...&lt;br /&gt;OMG, YOU SUCK! LIKE WTH LAH YOU. STOP DOING THINGS THAT PEOPLE DISLIKE. A VERY BIG OMGWTBSUPERBIGWTHGODIE TO YOU. AND I HOPE THAT THIS LITTLE REMINDER HERE GIVES YOU AN INKLING THAT I DON'T LIKE YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5330337934271832315?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5330337934271832315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5330337934271832315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-promos.html' title='omg, promos'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8455065623702733829</id><published>2008-08-03T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:47:34.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOB</title><content type='html'>You know some things are just so coincidental, and when you actually experience it, you can't help feeling that there is someone out there who is controlling all little things happening in this world and making things screw up just for the fun of it, and ignoring the karma thing going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I DO.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I believe/think of weird stuff all day long, but there is SURE to be something that happened to you that makes you wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: Yesterday, when the diligent me finally managed to pry my sister's hands off the computer, I sat myself down to do my PW. When I clicked on Microsoft Word, the stupid 'Your trial version has ended.' thing flashed across my screen. SUPERBIGWTB!? Just when I need to do my PW which is gonna be crucial to my A lvl grades which I have to hand in my draft to my PW mates on monday which means that all my study plans are totally gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the trial version thing has a time limit thing and all. But WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE NOW!?!? Waliao, good timing lo. That someone out there(lets name him Bob, just to make things easier) must have known that I have to do my PW now, so it made me go dl the trial version thing 60 days ago just to see my SUPERBIGWTB expression today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, YOU GOOD. And I'm so gonna bash Bob up if I ever meet him, then lock him in my storeroom so that Bob aka someone out there will never be out there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, Bob shall not win. The resourceful and all wonderful me went to dl the Microsoft Office PROFESSIONAL trial version today to do my project. HAH! Go die Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall pray that when the trial term ends, I won't have any major projects anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8455065623702733829?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8455065623702733829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8455065623702733829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/bob.html' title='BOB'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8253873474212114180</id><published>2008-07-13T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:18:42.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGING BLOG SONG...</title><content type='html'>YEP, I HAVE CHANGED MY BLOG SONG!! (yeah, as if you need someone to tell you about this fact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;, I know that it isn't spectacular or anything, but its one of my favourite songs. I hope this is fine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;swizzzzyyy&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add more words to this redundant and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ridiculous post, I shall leave you some wise words of wisdom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;"'Tokyo Drift' makes an amazing and highly effective alarm clock ringtone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yep. Try it today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8253873474212114180?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8253873474212114180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8253873474212114180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/changing-blog-song.html' title='CHANGING BLOG SONG...'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-2174678370235681935</id><published>2008-07-09T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:18:14.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa, happy day</title><content type='html'>Just wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS A DAMN GOOD DAY TODAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol, because I think I can FINALLY pass a maths quiz! Think that there should be like 7/10 marks for me this time...FINALLY PASS LEH!! Boon Yang came running to me after the quiz, and we, as the constant maths failures, were like hi-fiving when we knew that we're so gonna pass. hoho, after getting one digit marks, then getting two digit marks, I'm finally passing. A few more tests and effort, I'll soon move up to C, then to B, then to a freaking A. JUST YOU WATCH. Muahahahahaha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it went well throughout the whole day. Understood maths lecture, crapped too much, laughed even more(due to stupid expressions in stupid, sudden photos, hopefully to be posted up soon), and it was basically quite slack lah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school had CCA...OMG, COOKIE HOUSE!!! (-&gt; my eclub Business Unit). Haha, actually the shop was closed for a few weeks, cos there was renovations and some additions to the shop. Then when it opened this week, everyone was like flooding in to buy our stuff! Even the auntie helping out there was saying that she has too much money to collect because of the good business. Everyone in the BU was so happy (Hi-fiving here and there again)that everything worked out...its like, CELEBRATION MOOD! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really had to thank all my other members for making this possible! They really put in alot of hard work, faced difficult suppliers (@$@%$!@#), raced against time for deadlines, stressed ourselves like crazy to have this success, and I really think that we all earned it and I'm super proud of them all. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, think that all the hardship really brought us together, and I think that we all adore each other so much more now. Wah, the moment the crowd of them stepped into the shop, it was like a wet market lo...haha, even the auntie said that they're noisy. But I'd rather them be noisy than dead quiet anytime...means they're chatty what!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes, before that, I was slacking in the shop with the Adeline and Alina, where we were crapping away(we have no life, do we?), Dominic came in to buy instant noodles. I practically shouted out his name lo! And then he told me to help cook the noodles for him, and ran away somewhere else. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, being a kind person like I am, I did it, and waited for him to come back. When he did, he was having like a handful of PIGS in his hand, and he told me to choose one. I dunno if he really planned to give me one, or that he just had like extras, but that gesture was one of the nicest/sweetest thing anyone has done for me. I mean, I haven't seen him for a long time already, and he actually still remembers that I exist and even bothered to give me something. Its just feels good to be appreciated, you know? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SHTFH8UqO_I/AAAAAAAAA64/ufLFGpkwjJQ/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221014608271784946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SHTFH8UqO_I/AAAAAAAAA64/ufLFGpkwjJQ/s400/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SOOOO CUTE! :D Yeah yeah, some of you might think that it isn't well-crafted or anything...SUPERFICIAL CREEPS! Its the flaws that make it so cute, ok. *acting chim*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SHTFIApPwPI/AAAAAAAAA7A/l5xQZtZTIac/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221014609431871730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SHTFIApPwPI/AAAAAAAAA7A/l5xQZtZTIac/s400/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scissors was positioned by Alina, the sadist. I swear.&lt;/p&gt;HAH. Don't get too jealous people. Envy is ugly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I feel very much happy today(being appreciated and all)...and in case some of you guys out there need some reassurance, I'M ALWAYS THINKING OF YOU! (this may not really link up, but I don't care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hope that you're thinking of me too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-2174678370235681935?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2174678370235681935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/2174678370235681935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoa-happy-day.html' title='Whoa, happy day'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SHTFH8UqO_I/AAAAAAAAA64/ufLFGpkwjJQ/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7522892064381341599</id><published>2008-07-06T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:34:25.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUNSCREEN'/><title type='text'>SUNCREEN</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Today I shall bring you something I came across...its a little something called "Everybody's Free (to Wear Sunscreen)". Yep, weird title(like, SUNSCREEN!? of all things...), but I think its quite meaningful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xfq_A8nXMsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xfq_A8nXMsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is quite long=tiresome, so I'd rather read what its all about. Its based on an essay by this journalist lady originally, and the 'song' covers the whole thing. So yeah, you'd be better off reading it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I can hear people screaming at me for all the crap now =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen) Mix by Baz Luhrman*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wear sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.&lt;br /&gt;The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists,&lt;br /&gt;whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own&lt;br /&gt;meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not&lt;br /&gt;understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But&lt;br /&gt;trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall&lt;br /&gt;in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how&lt;br /&gt;fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as&lt;br /&gt;effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.&lt;br /&gt;The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed&lt;br /&gt;your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Do one thing every day that scares you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people&lt;br /&gt;who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Floss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in&lt;br /&gt;doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to&lt;br /&gt;do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know&lt;br /&gt;still don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when&lt;br /&gt;they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe&lt;br /&gt;you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky&lt;br /&gt;chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't&lt;br /&gt;congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices&lt;br /&gt;are half chance. So are everybody else's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of&lt;br /&gt;what other people think of it. It's the greatest&lt;br /&gt;instrument you'll ever own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Brothers and sisters together we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Someday a spirit will take and guide you there&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're hurting but I've been waiting there for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there just helping you out&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I can"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the&lt;br /&gt;people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should&lt;br /&gt;hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle,&lt;br /&gt;because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you&lt;br /&gt;when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in&lt;br /&gt;Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will&lt;br /&gt;philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize&lt;br /&gt;that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were&lt;br /&gt;noble, and children respected their elders&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one&lt;br /&gt;might run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look&lt;br /&gt;85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply&lt;br /&gt;it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the&lt;br /&gt;past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and&lt;br /&gt;recycling it for more than it's worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Brothers and sisters together we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Someday a spirit will take you and guide you there&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're hurting but I've been wating there for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll just be there just helping you out&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I can"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Everybody's free&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's free to feel good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sigh, wise, good words. I don't think its the actual essay though, cos there are bits of lyrics inside. But I think its still good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people&lt;br /&gt;who are reckless with yours."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7522892064381341599?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7522892064381341599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7522892064381341599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/suncreen.html' title='SUNCREEN'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4848983925260061377</id><published>2008-06-12T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:11:00.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DP COPYCATS, WTB?!</title><content type='html'>Show you guys something... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE_R7KapuXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wuBI2g09GWs/s1600-h/Untitled-3edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210614108229581170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE_R7KapuXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wuBI2g09GWs/s400/Untitled-3edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two people, Michael and Herman, are the ultimate freaking copycats. I can think of tons of bad stuff to say about them, but having the same display pics is really totally...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, these two jerks have been my msn buddies for so long, and I think I should be nice and let them off for using the same dp (ahh, I should have known when herman asked me for it. oh well.). They are the ones crapping with me until morning, and talked about all sorts of stuff from America's Next Top Model to Fall Out Boys to arguing about the lamest things, thus resulting in me being quite retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is something we did ages ago, (when I still have Midnight Serenade)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE_Uj7SwL-I/AAAAAAAAA6w/jVc-wPNQ5yU/s1600-h/Untitled-5edit+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210617007567810530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE_Uj7SwL-I/AAAAAAAAA6w/jVc-wPNQ5yU/s400/Untitled-5edit+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, HUMHALLELUJAH!!! Some of you keen eyed people will know that the phrases that we have on our nicks are actually lyrics from the song by Fall Out Boy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighhhh, good times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the two creeps out there, I'm being nicer because 2E4O5'S GATHERING IS COMING!!!!! This is to prevent me from murdering you on that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh boy, I can't wait lah! Haha, this time they are damn cute, still have voting for the best place to settle out steamboat dinner. 2e4o5 is still going strong and will always be the BEST!!! Hope that there are loads of people going that day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I'm still waiting for the pics at BoonYang's. *sending massive brainwaves to her now* So, enjoy the wait , eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4848983925260061377?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4848983925260061377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4848983925260061377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/dp-copycats-wtb.html' title='DP COPYCATS, WTB?!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE_R7KapuXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wuBI2g09GWs/s72-c/Untitled-3edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6812361802951257844</id><published>2008-06-11T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:51:25.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E Club Camp08</title><content type='html'>HELLLOOO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna make a short commentary on the eclub camp, and add in loads (ok, maybe not that much) of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in Group 4 for the camp. The people are ok, especially the e-gamers...wah piang, damn funny lah. People like Kiat Wah(our J1 group leader) and Caleb 's(hes like the best captain in captain's ball, and I call him celeb) crapping just made me enjoy the camp more! Seriously, the e-gamers are a really fun bunch, really nice too... :D too bad I didn't take pictures with them =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I enjoyed the e-night the most. Each Business Unit (BU) had to come up with an item for the night and my cookie house people did a dance to the song 'Hey Mickey'. It was damn high (in our opinion), and I screwed up quite a few times, but I think we did good. Hoho, also very happy that our BU bonded quite abit doing the dance, and planning for it...THANK YOU PEOPLE FOR ALL YOUR HARD WORK!!! *bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think that the camp was pretty good...food was good, games are alright, quite slackerish, but its ok. Thank you to seniors who put in so much effort into the camp, and I hoped that you enjoyed our performances, and the tricks we played on you (I put a cold can of chrysanthemum tea against their faces when they're bindfolded and oblivious to the evil in me)for the night games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to say already, so now for the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0Xah57uYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OHSqKX1ZkSs/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209846088482929026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0Xah57uYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OHSqKX1ZkSs/s400/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MinWei, me, Simin and Raymond! Taken using my camera &gt;w&lt; ...Oh yeah, this mirror you see here? The mirrors weren't installed before the holidays, and even though they say that they were for 'personal grooming', I have this huge suspicion that they are used for reflecting evil spirits (however you say it in english)...well you can't blame me for speculating when like every inch of JJ is like haunted lo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4EmUJYQGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/vmfwYjDQSlk/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210106875203829858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4EmUJYQGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/vmfwYjDQSlk/s400/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Adeline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4Em8zgV7I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/6emaUsN34ho/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210106886117939122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4Em8zgV7I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/6emaUsN34ho/s400/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alina and me...as you can see, the camp is really pretty slackerish for a non e-clubberto be able to take so many pics with us, who have too many time on their hands...not that I'm complaining :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4EnA6bstI/AAAAAAAAA6g/MZBD45j24t4/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210106887220736722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4EnA6bstI/AAAAAAAAA6g/MZBD45j24t4/s400/GetAttachment9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Shirley! GAHHHH...MY FACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4Emn-QzVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CEktShckR5Q/s1600-h/GetAttachment4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210106880525913426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE4Emn-QzVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CEktShckR5Q/s400/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, the belles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XY8y-wdI/AAAAAAAAA34/ikdLL-j2zW0/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209846061341786578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XY8y-wdI/AAAAAAAAA34/ikdLL-j2zW0/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Tasvitha and MinWei...Taken during our second activity in the night. We were slacking around because the others doesn't seem to need our help. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bFaqbIHI/AAAAAAAAA4w/rrumtg80Ou8/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209850123808088178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bFaqbIHI/AAAAAAAAA4w/rrumtg80Ou8/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this guy you see here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bE-8cArI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Vpj4qtFkm38/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209850116367450802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bE-8cArI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Vpj4qtFkm38/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes an eggtart. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XbEO_V5I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/EbBBacnLCms/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209846097698051986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XbEO_V5I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/EbBBacnLCms/s400/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is hot and sexy. (LIKE OMG!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XZT0SpcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fSsmxG1zM5M/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209846067521299906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XZT0SpcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fSsmxG1zM5M/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its the e-gamers' publicity stunt for the activity. When I saw him at first, I couldn't stop laughing lah, totally funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XZlsN8gI/AAAAAAAAA4I/lWjYffGxwBE/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209846072319275522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0XZlsN8gI/AAAAAAAAA4I/lWjYffGxwBE/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE E-GAMERS! (told you they were funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bGIp8dhI/AAAAAAAAA44/FtwwY4Lozhg/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209850136154109458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bGIp8dhI/AAAAAAAAA44/FtwwY4Lozhg/s400/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this was from E-Night. Thats me and Simin's foot! Well the DC people put the candles along the steps...quite pretty actually, but highly hazardous. There was a girl who accidentally kicked the candles and had wax on her leg...poor thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bGfvCDjI/AAAAAAAAA5A/3Aq-_8ReKA4/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209850142349463090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0bGfvCDjI/AAAAAAAAA5A/3Aq-_8ReKA4/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty candle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0djUmIFPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/vEV2BVRoVyA/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209852836598781170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0djUmIFPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/vEV2BVRoVyA/s400/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told you it was nice, wasn't it? Eat you heart out, YangMeng!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0dkEzSCtI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wi0YW3rhdTU/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209852849538861778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0dkEzSCtI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wi0YW3rhdTU/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, you're right. I'm totally fascinated by the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, thats all for the eclub post...have actually haven written the SMUN one, but I'm still waiting for the pictures to get to me *shouts to BOONYANG* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, well, happy waiting guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-6812361802951257844?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6812361802951257844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6812361802951257844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-club-camp08.html' title='E Club Camp08'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SE0Xah57uYI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OHSqKX1ZkSs/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1155243749953076895</id><published>2008-06-02T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:30:42.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E club stuff</title><content type='html'>Well, just came back from E Club camp. Hmm...pretty 'eventful', I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, actually wanted to blog about all the stuff that I wanted to say for the camp, but I dun think I have time for photo posting and stuff. But just to say something here: DC members, I know its hard to be the planning comm for part of the camp and stuff, but I think some things can do with alot  more planning. Like for the night games for seniors and stuff, I wish you guys can inform us earlier, so we can make time for it. And during the camp, as I was in the group which has mostly DC members, I kinda felt left out when you guys have your own private jokes and scandals, thus the time spent on simin's handphone games. Also, sometimes you guys snap at us...maybe its cos you're tired and all, but I think it would be good if you guys can be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I hate you personally or anything, its just that I feel annoyed that most of us were treated differently, and you guys didn't ask us beforehand or nicely to help out for E Night...you can just allocate buying stuff or decorating evenly among E Clubbers, and not pile up everything on yourselves and then lamenting the little help from us when it gets tough. Like I said earlier, I don't hate you guys, just quite annoyed that I get certain responses that I find really not cool, at all. And they made me really pissed/angry, screaming swear words all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm not talking about every DC member or anything...there are still some of you guys whom we think are absolutely nice and capable. And I'm not as cowardly or free to start some blog war of sorts. I think that everyone has their days, and with the stress, its hard. There's a little impression marks deducted from some of you by the rest, as you guys may know, but I hope such stuff won't happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence this little complaint ends in a peaceful tone. And to the others who feel the rage, I know, I know. D: But lets see how they do in future projects first, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lets leave the comment at that, and the post on hold first&lt;br /&gt;(lol, I always do this). Man, I have to wake up at like 5 plus tomorrow for the Model United Nations conference thing. Crap, I get the bad feeling that I'm so gonna screw up. Ugh, gotta go pack me bags now...just came back home, and now I'm running away again...lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1155243749953076895?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1155243749953076895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1155243749953076895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-club-stuff.html' title='E club stuff'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7475894354627040367</id><published>2008-05-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:30:31.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgj-CLTE7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/5l_OuZNlQPA/s1600-h/IMGP0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YESHHHHH! FINALLY HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, like seriously FINALLY lo...I need a good break man. Haven't been updating for a while now(DUH), and I'm super touched+surprised+feeling all warm and mushy inside when I see people still bothering to check out this blog. Oh yeah, I feel the love. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I also FINALLY got a phone. Its meant to be an O lvl reward(a long overdue one)...I know I know, I requested for an ipod, but everyone thinks that I should get a phone instead, and I got one. *shrugs* Em, its nokia 5610 xpress music phone. Yeah, everyone must think that Sony Ericsson is SO much better (especially when Mike's music got a little screwed up when I accidently dripped a drop of sugar cane juice on his older nokia speakers last time), but I shall stubbornly declare that Sony Ericsson shall fry your brains sooner or later and turn you into blood thirsty mutants, so there. Oh boy, I SEE COLOUR IN THE PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyways, crashed the LINE camp on Friday night. Actually wanted to attend LINE Night, but I missed it. Oh Well. Spent the night in school for no actual reason really, and talked alot with dear Fion! Saw fellow PCs there(also crashing) and the others who are in council(very tired) too. Hoho, HongYu gave me a section of the balloon arch thing, which I had to ask Burp to help me burst early next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh, I miss the PCs! Liying and I were so darn evious of the SCDC people cos they're much more close knit than Games. Haha, SCDC you rock! Ok, and I know this is LOOONNNG overdue, but here are some pictures from PC photo-taking (the same date as Ronald's birthday, so you can imagine how lazy am I).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgj-iLTE8I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Kj6NLkWUXRY/s1600-h/IMGP0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb2iLTEsI/AAAAAAAAA0I/sDb02pGHKvE/s1600-h/IMGP0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203939993127686850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb2iLTEsI/AAAAAAAAA0I/sDb02pGHKvE/s400/IMGP0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgj-yLTE9I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qtm6mmLUPAw/s1600-h/IMGP0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol, Mr Shafiq is first! Everyone's supposed to wear CDAYL shirt that day...so where's your shirt man!? haha, look at Faizal at the background in his uniform with the shirt! (oh shit, I still owe him my reflections)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb5CLTEtI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/r3eCtpRcJZo/s1600-h/IMGP0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203940036077359826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb5CLTEtI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/r3eCtpRcJZo/s400/IMGP0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone getting ready for the shoot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgesyLTEyI/AAAAAAAAA04/SQ4D1SeJpBI/s1600-h/IMGP0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203943124158845730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgesyLTEyI/AAAAAAAAA04/SQ4D1SeJpBI/s400/IMGP0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no idea who took this picture, but it sure is damn funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb5yLTEuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/l72zz0qeZD4/s1600-h/IMGP0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203940048962261730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb5yLTEuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/l72zz0qeZD4/s400/IMGP0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! CDAYL PCs! With seniors and teachers~ Oh and that's Jeremy's big butt for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb6CLTEvI/AAAAAAAAA0g/hVpP1IXPV-0/s1600-h/IMGP0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203940053257229042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb6CLTEvI/AAAAAAAAA0g/hVpP1IXPV-0/s400/IMGP0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and LiYing! (LOL, Boon Ping told me she's his classmate during PAE O.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgetCLTEzI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QwgHqDHQf8E/s1600-h/IMGP0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203943128453813042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgetCLTEzI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QwgHqDHQf8E/s400/IMGP0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDAYL GAMERS! Formal shot~ hoho, no full yellow shirt for me cos I wore it just the day before, but its still close enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgetSLTE0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/5yiMtJlp4B8/s1600-h/IMGP0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203943132748780354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgetSLTE0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/5yiMtJlp4B8/s400/IMGP0873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the informal one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgj_SLTE_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/5DL0uzngWhk/s1600-h/IMGP0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgetyLTE1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0tQdokJ8RA4/s1600-h/IMGP0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203943141338714962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgetyLTE1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0tQdokJ8RA4/s400/IMGP0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the Admin people, our hard working labourers+ Peng Tiong. Plus Gadis and gang at the background acting funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggaCLTE2I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Nd5PFqhebFM/s1600-h/IMGP0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203945001059554146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggaCLTE2I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Nd5PFqhebFM/s400/IMGP0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, and Si Ian sprouts weird arm like things at the back of his neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggaiLTE3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/luuncYqyxtE/s1600-h/IMGP0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203945009649488754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggaiLTE3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/luuncYqyxtE/s400/IMGP0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Valerie! *Amy Winehouse's song playing in my mind now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggbyLTE6I/AAAAAAAAA14/2oJP8WFKJDE/s1600-h/IMGP0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203945031124325282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggbyLTE6I/AAAAAAAAA14/2oJP8WFKJDE/s400/IMGP0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie and LiYing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggbCLTE4I/AAAAAAAAA1o/udpROTmAHZY/s1600-h/IMGP0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203945018239423362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggbCLTE4I/AAAAAAAAA1o/udpROTmAHZY/s400/IMGP0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admin girls with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggbSLTE5I/AAAAAAAAA1w/xY48pXkBryE/s1600-h/IMGP0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203945022534390674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDggbSLTE5I/AAAAAAAAA1w/xY48pXkBryE/s400/IMGP0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admin girls with LiYing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, those were good times...hmm, think I still have pictures taken during the last few days of the camp. Think I shall put it in later posts and give a better conclusion to the whole camp (hope I won't drag it too much again) cos I don't have my hard drive with me now, and I need to type my position paper. Busy busy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about busy, really need to buck up during the holidays....Got 'S' for all my H2...think it means sub-pass? Strangely, I don't feel too upset. Maybe its cos I'm abit less sensitive to numbers, or maybe its me just being too optimistic. Like, I thought I'll get like 20 or 30 plus instead of 40 plus out of the 100%, so when I see what I got, I'm like, "wow, theres still hope to catch up", while others are freaking disappointed when they got Cs. When Jing Xian and the girls saw my results, they were symphathetic, and seemed to think that I'm absolutely heart broken and told me to work hard and ask them if I don't understand anything. Haha, they sure are nice, but I really don't feel too bad, just more motivated. Something's seriously wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People told me that JC people are not true friends and all sorts of things, but I don't really think so. I mean, yeah, duh, they're competitive, but they aren't so mean as to go and delibrately burn my notes and tell me the wrong stuff to study...well not for my class anyway. Its so not like the stories I heard. Well, I don't tend to believe too much in things I haven't experienced (oh man, I'm so gonna get burned sooner or later in life). Haha, thank goodness I don't have such classmates~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm gonna chiong for my studies (people also say that JC people won't say it out loud if they're really studying-&gt; so unnecessary, but I don't think that they'll be worried even after my studying declaration because I'm so darn lousy. So there won't be any death threats for me =.=) and hope for the best in the common tests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7475894354627040367?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7475894354627040367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7475894354627040367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeshhhhh-finally-holidays-haha-like.html' title='Recent happenings'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/SDgb2iLTEsI/AAAAAAAAA0I/sDb02pGHKvE/s72-c/IMGP0865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4495501994572349970</id><published>2008-04-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:44:11.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week's updates</title><content type='html'>I'M TIRED! Oh god, I wish this was easier D:&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZ, everyday I go home, I just feel like sleeping on my bed forever= no proper work done. Sigh, I'm so dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this week was:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kinda a traumatic ride. Single digits for my chemistry and maths tests?! BUT NEVERMIND! There is no way I can get lower marks than this, so it means that I can only improve! I SHALL NEVER FALL! *manical laughter*&lt;br /&gt;2. Irritating. I have to do all sorts of stuff like my PI and some debate research, and my computer is showing signs of breaking down. So sorry to people like Michael and Elmo whom I kinda snapped at because of the stress D:&lt;br /&gt;3. Excessive freedom. My mama went to Taiwan for a few days, so its only me and my sis. Jealous eh?&lt;br /&gt;4. A little happy at the same time. Man, GP really rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides these little events that took place, there was also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ADELINE'S BIRTHDAY ON MONDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the girl had ice cream for like all three meals that day!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I got her Ben and Jerry's ice cream, and a little cookie mirror...and she received loads of presents that I think she liked better thou. Oh well, but what matters is that she's happy~ Didn't take photos because the camera was with my mum in Taiwan...too bad for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Birthday Girl: Also known you for so long already! A very nice person who loves JJ(the singer lah) like crazy... I hope that you will never change, and still stay the same as the Adeline I knew and became such close friends with in hyss. Don't judge by what you hear, but what you trust, and never give in nor give up. You are a brilliant girl whom I know will be capable of great things one day! So work hard and jiayou to reach for your dreams! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, so a very happy 17th birthday to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, congrats to some of my dear PCs who are elected into council! Hope you guys can make the school better than ever! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4495501994572349970?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4495501994572349970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4495501994572349970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-weeks-updates.html' title='This week&apos;s updates'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5399333774377918359</id><published>2008-04-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:47:45.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wah piang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so many birthdays coming up'/><title type='text'>Its Ronald's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>SIGHHHHHHH...WHAT A FREAKING TERRIBLE WEEK. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when you have to grapple with chemistry when you suck at it. Then I have to wrestle with sleep and homework at night, and still have to ask for longer datelines for homework(but I think I still screwed up for my chinese essay and chemistry test). This is my struggling JC life for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, even got sort of scolded by my chemistry teacher for participating in cheering when I'm already almost dead in the subject. Man, even cried lo...nah, I'm not as weak as to cry when a teacher scolds me, just that there's been alot on my mind during the week, and plus the scolding...BOOM. So, dear PCs who are reading this now, I REALLY WANTED TO GO FOR THE CHEERING! I even brought my Bikila shirt D: You should have seen how upset I was when there wasn't anymore cheering for me. *sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, the teacher(and my good classmates) is right...schoolwork comes first. Garrick still said that I will get retained lo...GREAT ENCOURAGEMENT MAN. Anyways, must really focus now! I love chemistry~ I love chemistry~ *chants in Indian accent*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, so now I'm at home obediently doing my work...but don't say that I'm lying just because I'm using the computer and blogging now. Its because alot of people are waiting for the photos I took today, both PCs(guys, I'll upload the pics in the next post) and ESPECIALLY my cute classmates from class 08S07, because its...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;RONALD'S BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! When Ronald and Alina went to buy maths notes, Adeline and me got the cake from the canteen fridge and everyone ambushed in the classroom for his surprise. Wah piang, when we spotted him, I ran in the classroom so quickly that the wooden door hit me at the side of my face...omg, I feel a bruise coming up. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgWXj9dSI/AAAAAAAAAug/g0NZSGkDY7M/s1600-h/IMGP0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367589617759522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgWXj9dSI/AAAAAAAAAug/g0NZSGkDY7M/s400/IMGP0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, Ronald's beautiful cake(that yours truly picked)! Its caramel on the outside...PRETTY CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgWnj9dTI/AAAAAAAAAuo/sJfLp7ZVZBg/s1600-h/IMGP0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367593912726834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgWnj9dTI/AAAAAAAAAuo/sJfLp7ZVZBg/s400/IMGP0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's 17 now. So old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he came in, he looked really surprised and happy. YESH, SUCCESS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgW3j9dUI/AAAAAAAAAuw/spyLJR32ctY/s1600-h/IMGP0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367598207694146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgW3j9dUI/AAAAAAAAAuw/spyLJR32ctY/s400/IMGP0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really dark, but he's really surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgXXj9dVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/gtq75evpkzk/s1600-h/IMGP0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367606797628754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgXXj9dVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/gtq75evpkzk/s400/IMGP0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone singing the birthday songs for him... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgXnj9dWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pPjvpMAlFFo/s1600-h/IMGP0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367611092596066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgXnj9dWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pPjvpMAlFFo/s400/IMGP0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making his wishes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_batHj9dXI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ACRWnKsXZ7E/s1600-h/IMGP0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185572489622549874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_batHj9dXI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ACRWnKsXZ7E/s400/IMGP0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, he loves the cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_batnj9dYI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/2ugkivdx48M/s1600-h/IMGP0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185572498212484482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_batnj9dYI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/2ugkivdx48M/s400/IMGP0886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronald, cake and Adeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bauXj9dZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/lgShlmhRpEo/s1600-h/IMGP0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185572511097386386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bauXj9dZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/lgShlmhRpEo/s400/IMGP0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronald, cake and Alina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_baunj9daI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Ds6pzQitFSk/s1600-h/IMGP0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185572515392353698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_baunj9daI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Ds6pzQitFSk/s400/IMGP0890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeline, Ronald, cake and Alina! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bau3j9dbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/7snf8JQQKgM/s1600-h/IMGP0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185572519687321010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bau3j9dbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/7snf8JQQKgM/s400/IMGP0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, ITS A DAMN PHOTOGENIC CAKE! (lol, don't mind me...I'm just dumping all the photos here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdp3j9ddI/AAAAAAAAAv4/YcVbIliNrq8/s1600-h/IMGP0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185575732322858450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdp3j9ddI/AAAAAAAAAv4/YcVbIliNrq8/s400/IMGP0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checking out his presents from everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdqXj9deI/AAAAAAAAAwA/3FLrEXMgYnk/s1600-h/IMGP0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185575740912793058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdqXj9deI/AAAAAAAAAwA/3FLrEXMgYnk/s400/IMGP0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, I just HAVE to add captions for everything, don't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdpnj9dcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/-YzeOAa9JLI/s1600-h/IMGP0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185575728027891138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdpnj9dcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/-YzeOAa9JLI/s400/IMGP0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLASS 08S07!!! Hoho, haven't properly introduced them to you guys yet. Only 2 guys in my class, and the rest are all girls. Though I'm not very close with them yet, but I know that they are all good people :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdqnj9dfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/9m9UD_bo3K4/s1600-h/IMGP0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185575745207760370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdqnj9dfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/9m9UD_bo3K4/s400/IMGP0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone crowding around the cake after the photo shoot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdq3j9dgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/eRK7KRavEJc/s1600-h/IMGP0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185575749502727682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bdq3j9dgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/eRK7KRavEJc/s400/IMGP0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronald preparing to cut the cake! LOL, look at the girls at the background...YAH RIGHT, try to hide lo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bhsXj9dhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/qfJ18ko2U0Q/s1600-h/IMGP0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185580173319042578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bhsXj9dhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/qfJ18ko2U0Q/s400/IMGP0898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND...he cuts the cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bhs3j9diI/AAAAAAAAAwg/goRxoL3aPNc/s1600-h/IMGP0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185580181908977186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bhs3j9diI/AAAAAAAAAwg/goRxoL3aPNc/s400/IMGP0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOOOOOOooooo! My beautiful cake! (ok, this is getting lamer by the minute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj9Xj9dpI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QKSMr9AwiY4/s1600-h/IMGP0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185582664400074386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj9Xj9dpI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QKSMr9AwiY4/s400/IMGP0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bpH3j9dtI/AAAAAAAAAx4/IoJnhmHVw8I/s1600-h/IMGP0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185588342346839762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bpH3j9dtI/AAAAAAAAAx4/IoJnhmHVw8I/s400/IMGP0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birthday boy giving everyone slices of his cake (like duh. I'm running out of ideas now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Ronald was handing out slices of cake, we busied ourselves by taking alot of photos together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bht3j9dlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/4kXdH45lCMo/s1600-h/IMGP0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185580199088846418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bht3j9dlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/4kXdH45lCMo/s400/IMGP0902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, Alina and Adeline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bpInj9dvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ES9KV6eh-3U/s1600-h/IMGP0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185588355231741682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bpInj9dvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ES9KV6eh-3U/s400/IMGP0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA, Alina and Adeline again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj83j9dnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/u8uXhLfJPto/s1600-h/IMGP0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185582655810139762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj83j9dnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/u8uXhLfJPto/s400/IMGP0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeline and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3pnj9d4I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/49DwQp455xE/s1600-h/IMGP0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185604315330213762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3pnj9d4I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/49DwQp455xE/s400/IMGP0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alina and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3pXj9d3I/AAAAAAAAAzI/pHrWAC7zUvs/s1600-h/IMGP0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185604311035246450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3pXj9d3I/AAAAAAAAAzI/pHrWAC7zUvs/s400/IMGP0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The both of them and me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_btVnj9d0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/7x8C_X_hrMo/s1600-h/IMGP0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185592976616552258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_btVnj9d0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/7x8C_X_hrMo/s400/IMGP0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FION! and me and Adeline! haha, Fion's our vice chairman, and shes a really nice person who initiated the idea of celebrating Ronald's Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3p3j9d5I/AAAAAAAAAzY/oYUpDj41N0s/s1600-h/IMGP0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185604319625181074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3p3j9d5I/AAAAAAAAAzY/oYUpDj41N0s/s400/IMGP0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another one with the old man of our class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, going solo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj9nj9dqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tHbIaa26RAY/s1600-h/IMGP0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185582668695041698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj9nj9dqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tHbIaa26RAY/s400/IMGP0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alina! lol, dun see her like very guai liddat...shes really crappy lo! &gt;w&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_btVXj9dzI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5dNmWIgrxMI/s1600-h/IMGP0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185592972321584946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_btVXj9dzI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5dNmWIgrxMI/s400/IMGP0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeline! wah piang, she go take so many photos with my camera, I even have to choose what to upload! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj8Xj9dmI/AAAAAAAAAxA/71aajqQK2Q8/s1600-h/IMGP0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185582647220205154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_bj8Xj9dmI/AAAAAAAAAxA/71aajqQK2Q8/s400/IMGP0903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY! chio chio Vanice! Aww, should have taken a better photo of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_btUXj9dwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/dCn2pIAn4kY/s1600-h/IMGP0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185592955141715714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_btUXj9dwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/dCn2pIAn4kY/s400/IMGP0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not forgetting the 17 year old! OMG, look at him devouring the last piece of cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3pHj9d2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/-7q0CrazNes/s1600-h/IMGP0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185604306740279138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b3pHj9d2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/-7q0CrazNes/s400/IMGP0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsktsktsk...what is left of the pretty cake. RONALD! HOW COULD YOU!??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YEP, so after all the excitement, everyone wrote something on the whiteboard for Ronald...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185608155030976418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b7JHj9d6I/AAAAAAAAAzg/bGFL0SRJnlg/s400/IMGP0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, my message! cute pig eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185608159325943730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b7JXj9d7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/MrPTw_9pokk/s400/IMGP0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jean working on the board&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b7Jnj9d8I/AAAAAAAAAzw/P9zWMJsFTlk/s1600-h/IMGP0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185608163620911042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b7Jnj9d8I/AAAAAAAAAzw/P9zWMJsFTlk/s400/IMGP0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, another class photo...with our form teacher, mdm Sim! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school, I went back to hyss to collect my O lvl cert and yearbook with Adeline. Then I saw alot of my friends there...people like Andika, Dzul, Huzier, Darrick, Terry, Elmo, Junhao, Sen Rong, Wenjie, Junjie (hope I didn't miss out anybody). Haha, didn't expect anyone to be in school, so was damn surprised when I saw them. Most of them were helping out with the cooking for speech day...man, did I miss them and their crap. Also saw Mrs Wee and Mrs Lee in the kitchen. All I gotta say is that, I still prefer secondary school. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I finally went to see the banner which was said to have my picture in it. Wah piang, its really there lo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b7KHj9d-I/AAAAAAAAA0A/U0xeaB79OjE/s1600-h/IMGP0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185608172210845666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_b7KHj9d-I/AAAAAAAAA0A/U0xeaB79OjE/s400/IMGP0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DAHHHHHHH! SEE? SEE?! hoho, I'm really famous now! Oh yes, I miss Art class terribly too... D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, a few words for the birthday boy: Hmm, wow, 17 le! Known you for so long that I dunno what else that is different to say. haha, like always, may all your wishes come true...hold onto your dreams tightly, and never let go! Hope that you will be content and happy in years to come, and find the goodness in people that people will find in you, no matter what may happen or change. All these, and the other wishes I have hoped for you in you previous birthdays! Live long and prosper man, live long and prosper!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5399333774377918359?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5399333774377918359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5399333774377918359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/04/sighhhhhhh.html' title='Its Ronald&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R_YgWXj9dSI/AAAAAAAAAug/g0NZSGkDY7M/s72-c/IMGP0880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4827522116687224346</id><published>2008-03-30T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:30:38.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg'/><title type='text'>JJC Stomp rebuttal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, I'm on STOMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?commentPageNo=1&amp;amp;id=17135#comment"&gt;http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?commentPageNo=1&amp;amp;id=17135#comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you can spot me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hoho&lt;/span&gt;, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nahkm&lt;/span&gt;888, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stomper&lt;/span&gt; has been complaining the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time about us eh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, let me break the camp down for the public and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nahkm&lt;/span&gt;888's benefit, since I'm a gamer for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the camp is organised for both foreign and local students(yes, JJC organises external camps, and not only orientation camps. For example, we organised a West Zone camp only a few weeks ago.)named the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CDAYL&lt;/span&gt; Camp(Cultural Diplomacy- Asian Young Leaders), and its quite a big event due to the large scale of expected participants (about 400+, 300+ involved in the water games if I'm correct), and also due to it involving international participants from countries like China, Indonesia, Vietnam, etc. This translates into: The water games were not meant for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JJC&lt;/span&gt; students' orientation(its over, and we don't have 5 orientation camps, only 2), but for these International participants. The students seen sitting in the pool are not playing, but setting it up. They are filling it up with hoses, and tying water bombs for the campers. In short, we are not using all the water for our enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Stompers&lt;/span&gt; have asked why can't we play dry games like Treasure Hunt or something during the camp. Just for your information, we had Treasure Hunt outside the school on the first day of the arrival of the campers, and Night Games on the second night. And, we're only talking about games here. They also have activities like Mass dance, and family time(where they play ice breakers or cheer) and some talks in the 3-4 days here. Do you expect them to just play ice breakers and these games in the whole of the camp? Wouldn't it be so boring? Where is the climax of it all? Here is where the water games come in. Its supposed to be the highest point of the games, hence the presence of water. You can't expect yourself to get high in the supposed climax by playing dry games when you've done it for the past 2-3 days. I mean, when you have a water bomb in hand and running around, its much more fun and exciting than just sitting down in a circle playing games like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Handiplast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, we have tried to minimise the water usage. The fire hose was as seen, used in the beginning, originally used to fill the pools that we've built to speed up the process. But the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Stomper&lt;/span&gt; failed to include information like how we stopped using the hose later, as we were told that we were forbidden to use it. Also, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Stomper&lt;/span&gt; didn't notice that we didn't use the hose to spray at the campers during the games, that was used in the previous camps we organised. Oh yes, like what some Stompers pointed out, the field was lush green because its a synthetic grass field. Thats why its 'LUSH GREEN', get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, that day was a really hot day. The students stationed during the games should know this very well, me included. I was going around carrying buckets of water to and fro, and checking that each station was doing fine barefoot. My fellow gamers/warriors also had to go through the pain and suffering. Especially during the telematch, that was the worst. The heat beneath our feet is really unbearable, like they're burning up already. After the telematch, those without slippers were really feeling the pain when walking around. As you can see, the heat was terrible, and water was needed to cool our feets, but most importantly the campers' feet. The water bombs we had prepared earlier were all hot when we tried to use them for cooling the campers' feet, but its better than having them walk on the hot field barefooted. We also used up buckets of water just for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, some people have asked the purpose of the games. All I can say is that when we're planning and executing the games, the foremost thought is to ensure the campers' safety and for them to have fun. We didn't custom make the games to suit a particular leadership trait, but if you really want me to state a certain trait, I would have to say that its teamwork. The telematch requires campers to finish in pairs, and along the way, they have to do things like wheelbarrow around. For kinetic warfare, we try to make all the games competitive, where two teams can play at the same time and to determine a winner. For a team to win, the campers have to work together to complete the task, be it soaking their clothes and squeezing the water out to collect the most water or to pass water bombs to one another without bursting them. And teamwork is quite an important factor to ensure success, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all we want for this camp is for the campers to have fun. I mean, how many camps will have pools and water games for you to play? I've never attended a camp like JJC's before I was enrolled in the school, and I can say that it was the best camp I had. Its something you have to experience. And I hope there will be no more complaints about us wasting water unneccesarily, because water is the fun factor of the games, and without it, the camps organised by JJC will not be as special. I don't be to be rude or anything, but I would like to see that nahkm888 take more objective photos, like the number of campers we have, if they are enjoying the games, and all the hard work the students put in to make it fun for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone will see this post, but if they do, I hope they get the message that we are not delibrately wasting water, and that they can be more understanding of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4827522116687224346?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4827522116687224346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4827522116687224346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/03/jjc-stomp-rebuttal.html' title='JJC Stomp rebuttal'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-547484694894200352</id><published>2008-03-17T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:39:02.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunny will be the weather on CDAYL'/><title type='text'>Recent happenings</title><content type='html'>Oh wow. Such a long time since I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta just came back from the West Zone camp...in which I'm in the Planning Committee(PC)- Games. Yep, so I'm a gamer. Actually wanted to be in SCDC (Songs Cheers Dance Committee?) cos I can get to mass dance. But I figured that since I'm in games, I shouldn't complain too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in charge of Kinetic Warfare, but it &amp;amp;%&amp;amp;$!$!$%^ rained on that day, and I freaked out. Thank goodness for Faizal and Jeremy, my 2 very dependable games in charge who saved my skin by planning and setting up an indoor kinetic warfare in like 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know I didn't do a good job for games. I didn't come up with a back up plan, or think through things properly. hoho, I won't be surprised if I'm dropped from the team or switched to another committee(SCDC please!). But if I really stay in games for CDAYL, I'll try to do better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all gamers who showed me alot of patience, and others in the planning com: Admin(haha, very very nice people who lent me their laptops to do last minute proposal rescue and allowed me to disturb them), Logistics (OMG, don't know what we'll all do without you hardworking, funny and committed people! Especially to JiaCheng, the superman who can carry like 15+ chairs to the 2nd floor...we'll all die in the middle of clean up if you weren't there. LOL, loggers are also the ones with the most stories to share.), and SCDC (thanx for all the lightsticks, decorations and willing to teach me mass dance!). And of course the seniors and teachers for all their guidence. Oh crap, Hafizah is so gonna call me a geek now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the camp, there isn't much going on these days... just studies studies studies. Ugh, I swear taking up science course is pure suicidal...I had this thought in Chemistry lecture today while spacing out: man, I should have taken arts course instead. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a quiz that Hafizah/Kaze (and now adding Fonna-&gt; DAMN HER FOR GETTING A MACBOOK) kindly invited me to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Olivia&lt;br /&gt;2. Yun Xuan/Xuan&lt;br /&gt;3. Ollie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREENAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. S****Ollie (deviantart)&lt;br /&gt;2. XxMystiqu3xX (Maple...I'm so gonna get ks-ed now)&lt;br /&gt;3. Jinxlegend (Gunbound. Abandoned.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hands...I have nice long fingers!&lt;br /&gt;2. Um, a nice smile?&lt;br /&gt;3. Eyes? &lt;- last resort &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: &lt;br /&gt;1. Mouth &lt;br /&gt;2. Legs &lt;br /&gt;3. And everything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE: &lt;br /&gt;1. Chinese &lt;br /&gt;2. Hokkein &lt;br /&gt;3. Is Singaporean allowed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: &lt;br /&gt;1. Cockroaches(both flying or not) &lt;br /&gt;2. Slimy stuff like snails and worms. &lt;br /&gt;3. And a whole lot of stuff actually. I'm a coward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: &lt;br /&gt;1. Clothes &lt;br /&gt;2. Spectacles &lt;br /&gt;3. Water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1. T-shirt &lt;br /&gt;2. Hyss PE shorts &lt;br /&gt;3. Spectacles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS: &lt;br /&gt;1. Anybody who can make good music, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS: &lt;br /&gt;1. I support all good music/songs!!!!!! :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: &lt;br /&gt;1. Humour &lt;br /&gt;2. Some space &lt;br /&gt;3. And lotsa LOOVVVEEE(duh) :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: &lt;br /&gt;1. I have a mole on the fouth finger of my left hand. &lt;br /&gt;2. I love being tall. &lt;br /&gt;3. I can be pretty sadistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU: &lt;br /&gt;1. Nice smile &lt;br /&gt;2. Tall &lt;br /&gt;3. Lean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES: &lt;br /&gt;1. Listening to music &lt;br /&gt;2. Drawing/doodling &lt;br /&gt;3. Reading &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1. Escape to some dreamy beach location and sip orange juice on deckchairs with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;2. Eat some good food. &lt;br /&gt;3. Fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED: &lt;br /&gt;1. Teacher(God, what was I thinking?!) &lt;br /&gt;2. Artist &lt;br /&gt;3. World Traveller! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION: &lt;br /&gt;1. Japan! &lt;br /&gt;2. Spain! &lt;br /&gt;3. Paris! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: &lt;br /&gt;1. Travel around the world(and I mean really going everywhere) and making friends along the way. &lt;br /&gt;2. Help people. &lt;br /&gt;3. -still thinking, but it'll be somewhere along the above lines- (THESE THINGS NEED TIME, OK?! shows that I take these quizzes all too seriously eh?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL: &lt;br /&gt;1. I can scream real high pitched when I'm scared. &lt;br /&gt;2. I dislike my appearance a little. &lt;br /&gt;3. I think that alot of things are cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY: &lt;br /&gt;1. I dislike pink. &lt;br /&gt;2. I have a messy bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;3. I don't love shopping for clothes.(let's just hope that its a phase) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1. Anyone &lt;br /&gt;2. Out &lt;br /&gt;3. There.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-547484694894200352?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/547484694894200352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/547484694894200352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/02/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent happenings'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5191743097946661362</id><published>2008-03-02T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:39:52.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST CAMP EVVERRRR'/><title type='text'>JJC orientation camp</title><content type='html'>HEY, GUESS WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on writing the 4e5 chalet post. Awww, I'm such a quitter. D: Because the task is really getting too boring and 'un-fresh'. Don't cry! Just check out other 4e5 people's blogs or something, I bet you are capable enough to do some blog hopping thing. Lol, be happy that I'm actually blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, time to blog about the JJC orientation camp instead. I have to be there at 6.45 am, lugging a bag filled with like almost 4 days worth of clothes and neccesities. Abit sian at first when assembling in the hall and there wasn't anyone much to talk to, despite our OG (og 15!) spending the past 3-5 days together in the admin period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the 3D2N camp, I really gotta say, ITS THE BEST FREAKING CAMP I'VE ATTENDED!!!!! *screams* lol, the camp was just pure fun. Hmm, lesee...had mass dances(1st and 2nd day) as part of the camp, which are really cool. Partnered James for mass dance...I ALWAYS partner him for the dances cos hes TALLLLL. Kinda feel bad for him to have to limit his pool of dance partners to me only thou. Had lots of fun dancing, and had alot of trouble differentiating left from right...which makes it even more fun! My favourite was McFly's 'Five colours in her hair'! The moves were easy to remember(maybe its because I love that song), then James and I even sang to the song while dancing("everyone asked me, who the hell is she, that weirdo with five colours in her hair~")...and when everyone stomped and knelt down together, I bet it really looks good. Enjoyed 'Pump it', 'Oh My darling' and all the other many many dances we learnt from the OGLs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was the water games(1st day) plus kinetic warfare(2nd day). Before the games begin, all the OGs gathered around and just danced to the music(LOL, Y-M-C-A~!!!). VERY VERY HIGGGHHHH!!! And when the games began, LOTS AND LOTS of soap, water and water bombs being dumped on everyone. We ran to different stations barefoot to play the games and cheered at each one of them. At the end of each day's water games, all of us 'squeeeeezzzeed'(plenty of 'squeezing' in the camp) in the middle of the field and cheered like crazy, with everyone dripping wet and dumped with even more water to cool us down from all the heat(I even got sunburnt lo). The cheers were so powerful that there are even echos, and there was a complaint coming from some auntie at the nearby HDB...also think that there were policemen coming down because of our noise. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the first night, we had a song singing session. Haha, sang 'Ping-pong ball'(classic, man) and alot alot of songs. Then they said alot of sad stuff, about how hard our OGLs worked, etc. And its like alot of us cried lo...yeah, including me, I admit. All because of a dude standing beside me lah, go pat me on the shoulder, then I cry liao. D: All the OGLs also cried, and we all went to hug them(aww, MELISSA!!!). When the tears almost dried, then they still go play 'Hero' and some song with the lyrics 'tears rolled down my cheeks', and its like 'wah piang, make us cry even more'...then we all grabbed each other by the shoulders and sang together. Man, you should have seen it...everyone at each row swaying together to the music and singing as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the night games(1st night too), we played human cludo. Ran up and down to get clues and items. Then theres this giant play board in the middle of the hall made with taped mahjong paper and there was styrofoam painted differently(there was a smiley face, and even a cartoon network sign). Tiring, but fun. OG 13(?) solved the mystery, which added 5000 points to our scoreboard(we're from the same family...YELLOW!= spongebob)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, how can I forget, there was still JJ NIGHT(on the 2nd night). Its like some disco where everyone(ex students, 1st intakers and seniors) came together and have fun. Grooved and clapped to the music, and bounced like crazy. Haha, also made human trains and ran around the hall banging into people. After that, there was mass dance(yeessshhh, have 'Five colours in her hair'), and surprisingly, even the ex students remember the steps! Still got CHICKEN DANCE...wah piang, got 2 seniors in front of me successfully scared me when I turned around. Haha, when theres this interval in the music, we all held random hands and ran everywhere. Damn fun. Then we have a short song singing session, and held one another. After all these, you bet we stink like hell lo...everyone was really dripping sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, the e web(3rd day). Its where, everyone in the OG tell someone something special, and make a web but holding on to a raffia string. Lol, I'm damn weak. A few words from Ryan, and I cry le. =x Then when Yi Xuan passed me the raffia string, I passed it to Zhong Run and blabbered my words out because I was crying like hell at that time. Don't think anyone can understand me when I was talking, and when I think about it now, I just cringe and feel like committing suicide due to the extreme embarrassment. After that, everyone gathered and sang songs(yep, 'Hero' all over again)...thanked our OGLs and heard sad stories(woah, Adam Khoo-ish. Deja Vu.) Awwww, seriously emo. But after all that, we all began to cheer again to end the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what a camp! Took me on a hell of a emotional roller-coaster ride man. Thanks to to all the shadows, OGLs, seniors and teachers for all the effort to make this camp so much fun! Especially to OG15's OGLs: Shuyee, Melissa, Ryan, How Sun, Garrick, Zhong Run, and some other OGLs who took over their duties when they can't be with us. Haha, our OGLs are too apologetic. Ryan and Garrick fell sick in the middle of the camp, and Shuyee, Melissa and How Sun have their responsibilities in the games and mass dance...leaving Zhong Run to care for us. And because of this, they feel so guilty towards us. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it wasn't their fault they got sick or whatsoever...we understand and never blamed them. They were so nice, helping us throw away the plates after eating...making every effort to get us hyped up....even losing their voices, and they never threw their tempers at us when we sometimes don't cooperate. So if any of the OGLs from OG 15 is reading this right now(lol, this was to make up for my incoherent speech at the e web), I really want to thank you guys for everything and all the love you shared. Sorry to make you guys so upset(MELISSA, DON'T CRY!)...thank you all your hard work and effort, I really appreciate it. And I just want to let you guys know, I really enjoyed the camp and it wouldn't be the same without you. OG15 has the best OGLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, JJ'S ORIENTATION CAMP ROCKS LIKE NO OTHER...man, you really have to be there to feel it. Initially when I heard about the camp and how some 1st intakers want to join in, I was thinking, it won't be THAT great. But the camp really proved its reputation...its just FUN FUN FUN, loved the random cheers, the mass dances, e web, water games, and just everything! I won't forget it(I hope). Hoho, I'm inspired to be an OGL myself already. Most probably going to sign up to be one on Monday...sooo much fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, S-U-P-E-R SUPER IS WHAT WE ARE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5191743097946661362?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5191743097946661362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5191743097946661362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/03/jjc-orientation-camp.html' title='JJC orientation camp'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-3361313172533908694</id><published>2008-02-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:07:57.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2e4o5 chalet'/><title type='text'>2e4o5 chalet 26/12/07</title><content type='html'>Haha, guess I put off posting about 2e4o5 chalet for long enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Shuyee, Ronald, Kelvin, KaiChung, Michael, Kwoon Hang, Fulong, Xuran( I think thats all =x) at Jurong East before heading to Pasir Ris. Ate Ice Kacang at White Sands with the guys while waiting for the shuttle bus to take us to Aloha Loyang...and people, SHUYEE IS THE INCURABLE SHOPPING QUEEN!!! lol...shop till forgot the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, boarded the bus on time and rode to our destination...saw some of the others(Darrick, Herman, Elmo, Terry...er, thats all, right?) that were already there on the way. When we alighted, Herman brought us to our chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150855199665002018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDg4GBliI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Jn2GMA4ppwQ/s400/IMGP0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungalow 11! KINGFISHER!!!! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty spacious there...with 4 bedrooms and 1 living room+kitchen. Shuyee and I(ok, mostly me) picked room 1 as our bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDhoGBlkI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2eIVcwnulco/s1600-h/IMGP0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150855212549903938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDhoGBlkI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2eIVcwnulco/s400/IMGP0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The porch/parking space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDhYGBljI/AAAAAAAAAlw/909qn9V4qxg/s1600-h/IMGP0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150855208254936626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDhYGBljI/AAAAAAAAAlw/909qn9V4qxg/s400/IMGP0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of the chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDgYGBlhI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MPZTi0kqPj0/s1600-h/IMGP0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150855191075067410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDgYGBlhI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MPZTi0kqPj0/s400/IMGP0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of the chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFOYGBllI/AAAAAAAAAmA/rNrvFUL757s/s1600-h/IMGP0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150857080860677714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFOYGBllI/AAAAAAAAAmA/rNrvFUL757s/s400/IMGP0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uAvIGBleI/AAAAAAAAAlI/T7_6XyH4uZU/s1600-h/IMGP0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150852145943254498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uAvIGBleI/AAAAAAAAAlI/T7_6XyH4uZU/s400/IMGP0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uAvYGBlfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/d-QO88hxzoY/s1600-h/IMGP0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150852150238221810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uAvYGBlfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/d-QO88hxzoY/s400/IMGP0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats Room1, with Room2 at the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDf4GBlgI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ePZT8HwqMQA/s1600-h/IMGP0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150855182485132802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDf4GBlgI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ePZT8HwqMQA/s400/IMGP0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooms 3 and 4! Haha, and our towels~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFO4GBlmI/AAAAAAAAAmI/x9JEsymCiaM/s1600-h/IMGP0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150857089450612322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFO4GBlmI/AAAAAAAAAmI/x9JEsymCiaM/s400/IMGP0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room1. This room is dead important, you guys will know what happened later. And sorry for the mess, the pics are taken on the 2nd day of the chalet=messy. Teenagers. *mutters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much on the 1st day actually. Found out that the 4D3N chalet somehow turned into a 5D4N one, think there was some booking error lah. Then just sat there reading my 8 days, after that went out with Terry's parents+Terry+Darrick to Changi to buy dinner for everyone. OH YEAH! To the 2 idiots: BUILDINGS IN EARTHQUAKE-RIDDEN COUNTRIES ARE REALLY SHORT OK!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*clears throat*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, at night, Joyce(came in the evening) had this weird idea of wanting the guys to come and sleep in the same room. O.o Right. But dunno when and how, the guys came in, in the end. And to fight off sleeplessness, the guys startes to do push ups on the floor. YALA YALA, MACHO LAH. The worst thing was, everytime when I was slipping into enviable slumber, Kwoon Hang kept saying damn funny things to keep me awake. Laughed until got no voice lo! Then the guys keep bullying Rachel(dunno when she appear oso) by making her sleep on the floor. Real gentlemen, guys. But yeah, finally fell 'alseep'(barely) .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning, and ate breakfast=scrambled egg+bread. Played around with my rubik's cube, played around with my camera, then went back to sleep again. Haha, Ronald's attempts at asking me not to sleep failed miserably. Woke up in the afternoon, and Adeline came with Kassandra! Got Famous Amos Cookies from Adeline as Christmas present(THANK YOU!), then woke up Ronald(yes, he told me not to sleep, then went to doze off himself) to go to the beach. Also nothing much in the afternoon...besides mahjong-ing. I won freaking 5 straight times!!!! But didn't beat Ronald's record of 7 times. The evil person made me lose my supposed 6th win. @!$!%#$#!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uAuYGBlcI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wJ2GN3nBu4I/s1600-h/IMGP0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150852133058352578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uAuYGBlcI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wJ2GN3nBu4I/s400/IMGP0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took Terry's picture when fiddling with my camera... :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFP4GBloI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Fe8tj73FJ1s/s1600-h/IMGP0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150857106630481538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFP4GBloI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Fe8tj73FJ1s/s400/IMGP0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Fulong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to rent our bikes in the evening! LOL, no big lorry for me...I'm riding alone. :D Ronald+Adeline and Shuyee+Kass got the double seated big lorry thing this time~ We got our bikes, then went back to start the BBQ. Adeline wanted to go for a few more rounds, but in the end, she fell and scraped her elbow. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uH5oGBlsI/AAAAAAAAAm4/YltzsDfiJ8k/s1600-h/IMGP0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150860022913275586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uH5oGBlsI/AAAAAAAAAm4/YltzsDfiJ8k/s400/IMGP0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uH6YGBluI/AAAAAAAAAnI/weZaz6w7TJ4/s1600-h/IMGP0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150860035798177506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uH6YGBluI/AAAAAAAAAnI/weZaz6w7TJ4/s400/IMGP0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting the BBQ fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uH6IGBltI/AAAAAAAAAnA/hFHL2XiZ3LU/s1600-h/IMGP0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150860031503210194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uH6IGBltI/AAAAAAAAAnA/hFHL2XiZ3LU/s400/IMGP0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herman and Michael who are helping out with the BBQ! lol, so retarded lo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uOJoGBlvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/W75i4Rmlf3M/s1600-h/IMGP0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150866894860949234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uOJoGBlvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/W75i4Rmlf3M/s400/IMGP0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big rocks you see in the pit are the product of violence from Darrick(he went to smash rocks against wall/the ground). People, beware and steer clear from him. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uOKYGBlxI/AAAAAAAAAng/fY99XRMYucA/s1600-h/IMGP0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150866907745851154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uOKYGBlxI/AAAAAAAAAng/fY99XRMYucA/s400/IMGP0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preparing the food for the BBQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQR4GBl1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/05jE34HkKIo/s1600-h/IMGP0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150869235618125650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQR4GBl1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/05jE34HkKIo/s400/IMGP0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uOLYGBlzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/GRkFvOK1slg/s1600-h/IMGP0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150866924925720370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uOLYGBlzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/GRkFvOK1slg/s400/IMGP0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, everyone helping out at the BBQ. OMG, IS THAT MY RUBIK'S CUBE JOYCE IS HOLDING?!?! I swear, this is the first time spotting it...like after 2 months?! D: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQSYGBl3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HzVr7leeGNc/s1600-h/IMGP0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150869244208060274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQSYGBl3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HzVr7leeGNc/s400/IMGP0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started to drizzle a little, and being the absolutely nice person that I am, I held the umbrella to save the food...see the hand holding the umbrella? (omg, my hands look like a guy's =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQRoGBl0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/C4zrUAbmw14/s1600-h/IMGP0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150869231323158338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQRoGBl0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/C4zrUAbmw14/s400/IMGP0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm, while everyone's helping out, Wilson Tan was sitting here, looking at his phone!!! Caught in the act man. Lol, actually I didn't help much either...just sat there and waited for food to come. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the BBQ, its night cycling time! Think we started too early(around 9 or 10pm?) cos there are still alot of cars on the road leading out of the chalets, so dangerous! Had alot of trouble riding smoothly, thank goodness for Darrick and Elmo at the back to look out for me. Darrick was like encouraging me all the way lo, thanx man! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rode to Changi Village to see transexuals(I didn't really go and look at them lah, the guys are more interested), then to OCH. Ugh, the roads are all heading uphill! Damn tiring lo. - -+ I applaud Shuyee(she's sitting at the front) for the ability to steer the big lorry up...AMAZING! Even I had to give up and walk. Then some bikes started to have problems(don't they all?), KaiChung's bike wheels and especially Kwoon Hang's one...his seat or something came off? And his brakes won't work. The guys have to take turns to ride the faulty bike to keep the group going...haha, true men? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went back after that...think the total distance we took back and forth is about 10km? Not really sure lah, just damn tired. Rode ahead of Darrick and Ronald...then saw Meixi, Joyce, Rachel and Michael stopping. Thought they were waiting for the ones behind...but turned out that they dunno which route to take to get back to the chalet. CHEY! So we waited for them, then returned to the chalet together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bathed, then (almost) everyone gathered at Room1 to listen to ghost stories. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uT_oGBl5I/AAAAAAAAAog/aP53LwZaJSc/s1600-h/IMGP0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150873320132024210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uT_oGBl5I/AAAAAAAAAog/aP53LwZaJSc/s400/IMGP0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEuurgghhh... the blanket-sludge monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQS4GBl4I/AAAAAAAAAoY/MPIh4GaYX78/s1600-h/IMGP0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150869252797994882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uQS4GBl4I/AAAAAAAAAoY/MPIh4GaYX78/s400/IMGP0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Urrghhhhhh...(ah, don't mind me, just that I dunno where I should put these candid shots)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darrick, who was sitting by the toilet door, said something about a ghost knocking on the door of some unfortunate person's home...then he knocked on the toilet door(which was closed). SUDDENLY, the freaking door opened, and everyone freaked out. Its like, Meixi started screaming first, then when we all realised what happened, everyone started shouting and having their own reactions. I was stunned awhile, then shouted as I quickly backed away on the bed from the toilet(was sitting on the edge of the bed, near to the toilet...refer to picture above), almost everyone on the bed backed off lo. Someone shouted not to look at the toilet mirror(pretty visible when the door opened)...Michael(who was sitting beside Darrick) used his leg to shove Darrick towards the #^#$!#%% toilet...Darrick clung onto his dear life at the toilet door frame while hurling swear words at the toilet bowl...Ronald was fighting the gag reflex at the shock...Shuyee was close to crying, and there was a hell lot of cursing and swearing +shouting going on. Pretty chaotic, I'd say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the little scare session, everyone started to laugh and talk about our reactions...TSKTSKTSK, Michael, how can you let Darrick be our sacrifice?!?!? But good choice anyway. :D Man, we couldn't stop talking about it lo, and I guess we are all a little freaked out...but it's damn funny when I think back now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, most of us didn't dare to stay in the room for long, and ended up in the living room-&gt; disturbing Herman. Gossiped around and talked a little on the ghost stuff again(man, we don't know when to quit, eh?). Then I went in the room to sleep, just didn't care about toilet doors opening anymore when I'm tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, and Adeline+Ronald told me that they're leaving in the afternoon. NOOOOOOOooooo *cries* Anyways, rode around the park, then went to the beach with them after returning our bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures Adeline took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFQYGBlpI/AAAAAAAAAmg/FW9N2MYGKVY/s1600-h/IMGP0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150857115220416146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uFQYGBlpI/AAAAAAAAAmg/FW9N2MYGKVY/s400/IMGP0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some vessels and ships in the distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ1YGBmAI/AAAAAAAAApY/SfhTfq34LcM/s1600-h/IMGP0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150879741108131842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ1YGBmAI/AAAAAAAAApY/SfhTfq34LcM/s400/IMGP0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm..the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ14GBmBI/AAAAAAAAApg/gomOcSCjvMc/s1600-h/IMGP0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150879749698066450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ14GBmBI/AAAAAAAAApg/gomOcSCjvMc/s400/IMGP0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err...tilted sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49vE4GBmKI/AAAAAAAAAqo/mg35xpgw_xM/s1600-h/IMGP0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156462227930323106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49vE4GBmKI/AAAAAAAAAqo/mg35xpgw_xM/s400/IMGP0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murky mini waves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49vD4GBmII/AAAAAAAAAqY/Cff1PuRba_0/s1600-h/IMGP0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156462210750453890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49vD4GBmII/AAAAAAAAAqY/Cff1PuRba_0/s400/IMGP0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing white and red stick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ2IGBmCI/AAAAAAAAApo/9qx0NAON8bA/s1600-h/IMGP0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150879753993033762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ2IGBmCI/AAAAAAAAApo/9qx0NAON8bA/s400/IMGP0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Adeline's 100 plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to eat lunch in the room. The talked about the 'incident' last night....and the closed door of the toilet opened again suddenly. YEAH, FREAKY HUH?!?!?! Crap, the Kingfisher doesn't seem normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ0oGBl-I/AAAAAAAAApI/156fcNCPRkk/s1600-h/IMGP0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150879728223229922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uZ0oGBl-I/AAAAAAAAApI/156fcNCPRkk/s400/IMGP0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Ronald's so extra in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, WenJie came after that...bring me chocolates as my birthday present! AWWW, how nice! Then Adeline and Ronald had to go back. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49xC4GBmPI/AAAAAAAAArQ/CCKwXdPHkhI/s1600-h/IMGP0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156464392593840370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49xC4GBmPI/AAAAAAAAArQ/CCKwXdPHkhI/s400/IMGP0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenjie. Yeah, we're so bored that we began watching Taiwanese dramas that were in Hokkien while eating snacks and hitting each other(well, me and Kwoon Hang anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49xCYGBmOI/AAAAAAAAArI/CtlcLzRVoMk/s1600-h/IMGP0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156464384003905762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49xCYGBmOI/AAAAAAAAArI/CtlcLzRVoMk/s400/IMGP0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunburnt Herman. LOL, Herman and Kwoon Hang went to tan themselves, and instead got sunburnt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49xDoGBmRI/AAAAAAAAArg/QwLbTMF-n0A/s1600-h/IMGP0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156464405478742290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R49xDoGBmRI/AAAAAAAAArg/QwLbTMF-n0A/s400/IMGP0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, then rented bicycles(again) and rode to buy our dinner, and returned them. Had water bomb fight at night, and I played mahjong until 6am...and fell asleep while waiting for Roti Prata to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, had my cold roti prata as breakfast, then watched Pokemon before going home. Dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YESSSSSHHH, I FINALLY FINISED THIS !@&amp;amp;!@# POST! As you can see, I'm losing my patience as I write more, so don't expect too much for the 4e5 post! =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-3361313172533908694?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3361313172533908694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3361313172533908694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/01/2e4o5-chalet-261207.html' title='2e4o5 chalet 26/12/07'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R3uDg4GBliI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Jn2GMA4ppwQ/s72-c/IMGP0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6778625309482003664</id><published>2008-02-01T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:42:28.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wish that you are here to see me now.'/><title type='text'>My decision!</title><content type='html'>Right. I've made Jurong JC as my first choice. Science Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know some of you guys must be like, 'WHAATTTT, THAT SCIENCE IDIOT IS TAKING SCIENCE COURSE?!' Yep, thats right, how dare you doubt me. Because I figured that taking on a science course rather than arts one is gonna give me more options IF I even get to university...2 years of damn hard work is not gonna kill me, no way. Plus, Hongjie has told me that he's gonna help me with my Chem if I need help(thanks man), and that I should try out JC especially when I want to get to university. Even if I can't make it thru JC, there's till poly for me(let's just hope that that doesn't ever happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm so aimless. Dunno what I want to be, yet just want to get into university. Jobs that I'm interested in doesn't seem to be 'stable'. What's wrong with adults?! No wonder kids get rebellious. But heck, I'm just gonna do my best there and see what happens. So yeah...JJC, here I come! Just let me get into the subject combinations I want~ *begs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm recently hooked on watching dance movies while rotting at home. Began watching Center Stage just because of a song(ahh, the power of music!), lol! Then followed by Take the Lead. Then now I'm on Step Up(haha, Jason's favourite). Yeah yeah, I know, OLD MOVIES. But they're seriously good! People, go watch them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also made an account in Deviantart. Haha, my username's a secret...until I've established some reputation only then I shall reveal! And don't you dare give it away, Hafizah!!!! If not the bad guys will try to get me. D: Now pondering what to submit as my first work, all my previous drawings doesn't seem to be good enough...too many talented people there with good works and its hard to match their standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww man, re-reading this post is making me cringe. WHERE IS INSPIRATION WHEN YOU NEED IT?! Tsk tsk tsk, I'm getting from bad to worse...all my previous posts seem much better(even a little funny), plus I'm photo blogging like almost everytime(please don't remind me of 2e4 and 4e5 chalet posts that I owe you guys. I know.). I need something good to write about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH, whatever. Think tomorrow, sleep tonight...need to go to the library early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people, someone's thinking of you tonight. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-6778625309482003664?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6778625309482003664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/6778625309482003664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-decision.html' title='My decision!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8625228088233727081</id><published>2008-01-26T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:40:50.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><title type='text'>O LEVEL RESULTS RELEASED!</title><content type='html'>Haha, got my O lvl results yesterday! Was shocked at my results, but pleased all the same because I thought that I would do much worse. It was so nerve-wrecking in the hall lo! Fikri, Hafizah and me were like fidgeting and hyperventilating at the thought of our results...its like, just hoping that we can get our results sooner to end the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end when I finally got my hands on the results slip, I couldn't think properly, and Mr Amran had to help me tear off the strips of paper of the envelope to show me my L1R5 and L1R4. Almost fainted with joy lo! I GET TO CHOOSE! Actually there isn't much to show off, and I didn't think I deserved it as much as other ppl who mugged like crazy, but I'm still happy (Humanities was a flop thou). Very proud of my English(A1, YESH), Amaths(B4, no F9 or E8 this time) and Art(A1, wah seh, didn't finish oso can?!) results! Thank you to all my subject teachers: Mrs Wong, Mdm Keh(haha, art class is power!), Mdm Khaw(I DIDN'T FAIL AMATHS THIS TIME, MDM KHAW!), Mr Lee, Mdm(?) Goh, Mrs Wee, Mr Kuang and Mdm(?) Chin...I hope we did you proud. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and a big CONGRATS to those whose names were on the list this year(plus those who did well-&gt; too many to mention, and I'm not biased - -+)! You guys earned it...haha, not forgetting HongJie, OUR SCHOLAR! Was abit unexpected, nevertheless very happy for you! And of course, our very own Darrick-MOST IMPROVED STUDENT LEI! Wah seh, "play ball" powers can extend to Cambridge sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated witht the 2e4 guys after that at Pizza Hut...was already quite tired at that time...sapped too much energy during results time. Oh yes, did I mention that I was getting an ipod classic 160GB as a reward? MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA~ (just hope that my mum keeps her promise, and damn you ANSON KOH for getting it before me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, now to think about the future...in a freaking five(ok, like four days now) days, wtb. Thinking about tourism or mass communications at Ngee Ann...or perhaps a place in jjc? Maybe even pjc? Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just glad that most of my friends did well(yes, including you, adeline). Haha, happy celebrating! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2e4 and 4e5 chalet posts to be up soon, I swear! Just that this is of course a much more important post, duh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8625228088233727081?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8625228088233727081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8625228088233727081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-level-results-released.html' title='O LEVEL RESULTS RELEASED!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5308646838122613906</id><published>2007-12-21T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:32:38.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another birthday girl'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Encarni</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ENCARNI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! Another December born. May you be happy always, and may all your dreams be realised!! :D (Finally can watch NC16 liao - -+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5308646838122613906?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5308646838122613906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5308646838122613906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-encarni.html' title='Happy Birthday Encarni'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7883406435051877530</id><published>2007-12-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T19:53:44.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='they rock'/><title type='text'>I LOVE JAPANESE DRAMAS</title><content type='html'>Woo-hoo! Went out with Adeline and Ronald to kbox(after being chased out of the house by my mum) just now. LOL, sang like mad! Had alot of fun and now I'm really tired and think I have a sore throat coming, especially being sleepless last night(morning, to be precise). I guess sleeping at 3, 4am in the morning for like 4 days straight does take a toll on you...I wake up at 2, 3pm the next day for goodness' sakes! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the core of my problems and erratic body clock is: GOKUSEN!!!!! Yeah, to all those who doesn't even know it exists, its a Japanese drama about a teacher dealing with problem students...kinda like GTO(go wiki it!). Whats more, there are pretty Japanese guys tooo! :3 HAH, people like Jun Matsumoto and Shun Oguri where in it before acting in Hana Yori Dango...and if you look carefully, you'll spot the dude acting as L as one of the classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R15sbBwdjbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lcAXQnxTWu8/s1600-h/b37590472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142667036087651762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R15sbBwdjbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lcAXQnxTWu8/s400/b37590472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHH~ The main gang from Gokusen (lol, the fat guy is funny) And thats Yukie Nakama as the class' homeroom teacher! Shes amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, I finished the series a few days ago when I suddenly remembered that theres this drama in the middle of the night. Its kinda 'old' but nice anyway...just that I find it irritating that the teacher keeps repeating her same 'slogan' thing in each episode. D: And I also realised that Jay Chou's scene in his movie (the one where he turns around after the female lead tapped his shoulder only to find her finger sticking in his cheek) was already shown in Gokusen. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this, I'm now currently watching GokusenII...MORE CUTE GUYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R15s1RwdjdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/W4lmi_CR8UQ/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142667487059217874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R15s1RwdjdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/W4lmi_CR8UQ/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GokusenII's main gang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...I'm also watching 1 litre of tears. VERY TOUCHING!!! (the L dude was in it too) These dramas are all definately must-watchs!!! After this I think I'm going to catch Trick and maybe perhaps Hana Yori Dango(if I'm too bored).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats it for my Japanese drama addiction post(on crunchyroll)...will update soon! &gt;w&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7883406435051877530?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7883406435051877530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7883406435051877530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-japanese-dramas.html' title='I LOVE JAPANESE DRAMAS'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R15sbBwdjbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lcAXQnxTWu8/s72-c/b37590472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-1237834300304963212</id><published>2007-12-06T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:51:09.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='have a good one'/><title type='text'>IT'S ANNETTE'S BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>ooo...Its the 6th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANNETTE!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...dun say dun have(December babies must stick together!) May all your wishes come true! HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN!!! &gt;w&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-1237834300304963212?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1237834300304963212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/1237834300304963212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-annettes-birthday.html' title='IT&apos;S ANNETTE&apos;S BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5453009018740678235</id><published>2007-12-05T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T02:22:35.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks guys'/><title type='text'>ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! It's my birthday today... :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for all the Birthday wishes and presents. I love them!&lt;br /&gt;Adeline got me a Rubik's(?) cube, a packet of Famous Amos cookies(&lt;3), and a birthday card. She come over to my house yesterday just to deliever the presents! Awww...thats so nice :D So shes technically the first to wish me happy birthday...before my birthday - -+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTVxwdjSI/AAAAAAAAAio/SrmuXd5lifQ/s1600-h/IMGP1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140106183312248098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTVxwdjSI/AAAAAAAAAio/SrmuXd5lifQ/s400/IMGP1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My RUBIK'S(?) CUBE! lol...it wasn't messed up like that originally. I've been figuring out how to solve it...its from Toys 'R' us! And yes, it wasn't cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VathwdjWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/W2qtbZtOmzI/s1600-h/IMGP1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140114287915535714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VathwdjWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/W2qtbZtOmzI/s400/IMGP1886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? The receipt...$10.95 for a toy?! WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VauBwdjXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/QAz8jtE4wkc/s1600-h/IMGP1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140114296505470322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VauBwdjXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/QAz8jtE4wkc/s400/IMGP1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the reciept from Famous Amos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VauhwdjYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6MKuMJndk_w/s1600-h/IMGP1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140114305095404930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VauhwdjYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6MKuMJndk_w/s400/IMGP1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one from popular...where Adeline got the card. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTXBwdjVI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8gCcbPYMd_s/s1600-h/IMGP1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140106204787084626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTXBwdjVI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8gCcbPYMd_s/s400/IMGP1880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! She stapled and left the receipts for me. She spent abt $20...- -+ dun tell me I have to get the same value of stuff for your birthday (OMG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Michael got me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VetRwdjZI/AAAAAAAAAjg/PbjkJNH3jzo/s1600-h/IMGP1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140118681667079570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VetRwdjZI/AAAAAAAAAjg/PbjkJNH3jzo/s400/IMGP1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS. A pink stuffed Patrick toy. Its PINK...but its Patrick too, so I'm having mixed reactions...but I love it anyway. Its actually real big(and heavy)...and its so retarded! I'm hugging it now. :D (Oh and it costs $30+,also from toys 'R' us...woah, so many presents from there this year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTWRwdjTI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ghFBAtSeK9Q/s1600-h/IMGP1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTWRwdjTI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ghFBAtSeK9Q/s1600-h/IMGP1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140106191902182706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTWRwdjTI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ghFBAtSeK9Q/s400/IMGP1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he even did this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VethwdjaI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NdKRp4Q0GdU/s1600-h/358122810_8a6d25b3d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140118685962046882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VethwdjaI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NdKRp4Q0GdU/s400/358122810_8a6d25b3d0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..cos my display picture for msn is currently this picture. (really got put in effort lei!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTWhwdjUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ie2t2Wtz7Vw/s1600-h/IMGP1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140106196197150018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTWhwdjUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ie2t2Wtz7Vw/s400/IMGP1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'm FINALLY 16. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrick and Ronald also promised to get me my present...Thats really nice. I've never received so many birthday wishes/presents(especially such nice and expensive ones) before. Theres a certain disadvantage to being born in December somehow. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanx loads to ADELINE AND MICHAEL for the presents! I LOVE THEM! ^^ And RONALD and DARRICK for my belated one. Lol...lesee...Darrick was the first to wish me happy birthday(on the day itself), then Mike, then Ronald...and the rest just poured in. Thanx to: Kwoon Hang, Rachel, NeoYing, Annette, Hafizah, Yilei, Boon Ping, Encarni, Elmo, Melanie too (Sorry if i missed anyone) for all your birthday greetings! They meant alot to me, cos hardly anyone remembers December babies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so now I'm wishing that everyone will be healthy and happy(cheesy, but I mean it!), and my O level results will be better than I expected, and that I'll always have good friends like you guys. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for everything again, and for the others out there, MY BIRTHDAY IS ON 4TH OF DECEMBER!!!!! DON'T YOU FORGET! *rar* :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5453009018740678235?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5453009018740678235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5453009018740678235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-my-birthday.html' title='ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R1VTVxwdjSI/AAAAAAAAAio/SrmuXd5lifQ/s72-c/IMGP1876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7814869324318590157</id><published>2007-12-02T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:17:17.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember to do the quiz'/><title type='text'>QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>OK, time to clean off all the cobwebs! Should have done this a LOOOOONNGGGG time ago...Sorry Wenjie and Hafizah. These 2 nice ppl made me do the quiz in like what, August!? Sigh, my procrastination is so gonna be my downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ PART1&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;- a decent bicycle&lt;br /&gt;- ipod classic 160GB...but Herman adviced me to get the 80GB one. I'll be happy with either of them, in any case!&lt;br /&gt;- a newer, faster, virus-proof, sleek and capable SUPER COMPUTER :3&lt;br /&gt;- TONS AND TONS OF MONEY...call me money-faced, but I'm just being practical. Money can do loads...and perhaps I'll install solar panels for everyone if I'm in a being-nice mood. And then I'll go Japan, then tour the world.&lt;br /&gt;- All the time in the world&lt;br /&gt;(HEY GUYS, MY BIRTHDAY IS ON THE &lt;strong&gt;4TH OF DECEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;...REMEMBER!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll do this next part 2 times, one for Hafizah, another for Wenjie...punishment for procrastinating)&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions :&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is: Hafizah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with her is:&lt;br /&gt;One of my bestest friends who is very into metal/rock/screamo, etc. She also loves video games, and JAPAN! Oh yes, she also thinks that Dante is like one of the coolest video game characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of her:&lt;br /&gt;Dark, drawing pro, has alot of individuality, LOOKS unapproachable, emo-in-denial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;hmm...I KNOW theres something...just can't remember. D: Sorry, Hafizah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;OMG, OLLIE! you're improving in your drawings!!! kyaaa!!! &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;- -+ I can't imagine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your lover, things she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;er...I guess for her to listen to less death metal? It hurts my ears if I listen to it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. Can't imagine, but I think I'll just shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. Too much emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for her now is:&lt;br /&gt;Buy her Jap Visual Kei merchandise or just any nice JAPAN stuff...see? I told you money can do loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/ her is:&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge her at first glance! Shes a really nice and music loving gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*REPEAT...Wenjie version...&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is: Wenjie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with him is:&lt;br /&gt;LAME, LAME AND MORE LAME. But he's also very reliable, keeps his words(to me, at least)...like a big brother! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of him:&lt;br /&gt;VERY LAME, reliable, comical(just ask Darrick), friendly, quite a gentleman(more or less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;The first guy or perhaps even person to give me a birthday present in secondary 1...I still keep the toy platypus! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words he had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall...Sorry D: (but he mostly tells me lame stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;- -+ I can't imagine it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your lover, things he has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;LESS LAMENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine, but I'll just shuddup too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;Too lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for him now is:&lt;br /&gt;I dunno..buy him a Christmas present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/ her is:&lt;br /&gt;A seriosuly lame person(LOGIC PLS!) But also a really nice guy. He maybe lame, but hes a real gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;I guess they find me an ENIGMA(oh, i love this word), and friendly, and the fact that I won't bite makes me an easy provoking target(so wrong, mike, so wrong)...and they think I'm filled with sacarsm(true...I need to protect myself, don't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristic(s) you love of yourself is /are:&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic, honest(heres where sacarsm comes in), and I'm a drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary. the characteristic (s) you hate of yourself is/ are:&lt;br /&gt;Tactless(too much sacarsm...but I've been keeping it in check!), forgetful, procrastinates, too much of a glutton, too noisy, stubborn, short attention span(especially when it comes to amaths homework)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;A world traveller who is so rich that I can buy and eat anything anywhere I go. And perhaps a superhuman with the power to orb(teleport) so that I can go get stuff that I forgot or left behind(reduces use of fossil fuels too), as a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that like and care for you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;I like and care for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ PART2&lt;br /&gt;List 10 people(in no particular order hor!)&lt;br /&gt;1. Encarni&lt;br /&gt;2. Annette&lt;br /&gt;3. Adeline&lt;br /&gt;4. Ronald&lt;br /&gt;5. Hafizah&lt;br /&gt;6. Fikri&lt;br /&gt;7. Darrick&lt;br /&gt;8. Fonna&lt;br /&gt;9. Kwoon Hang&lt;br /&gt;10. Michael(omg, I'm regretting this now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;(Fikri) lol!!! nobody in particular *whistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 9 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;(Kwoon Hang) MALE LAH! DUH...but he can act like a female if he wants to...- -+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If No. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;(Darrick and mike) LOL! IT WOULD BE HILARIOUS! try lei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 8 and 5?&lt;br /&gt;(Hafizah and Fonna) lol..nah, they're best of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;(Annette) er...nothing? Maybe studying netball (or issit volleyball?) techniques bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;(Adeline) Last night, on msn. But we could talk longer on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does No. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;(Fonna) dunno..but I guess its anything nice in Japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;(Encarni) Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;(Adeline) NO! EWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;(Darrick) HAHAHA! Don't make me laugh...hes like an uncle.*nudges Darrick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(Ronald) TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt;(Hafizah) Jumari? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the name of No. 10?&lt;br /&gt;(Michael) Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of No. 4?&lt;br /&gt;(Ronald) Singing! (go kbox someday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do No.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;(Hafizah and Kwoon Hang) I don't think they know each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is No. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;(Annette) Bukit Batok Secondary school before the end of Os&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk something casually about No. 1?&lt;br /&gt;(Encarni) She's one of my longest friends...since nursery!(with annette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8?&lt;br /&gt;(Fonna) NAH, except for friendship, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does No. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;(Kwoon Hang) Jurong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does No. 4 likes?&lt;br /&gt;(Ronald) Dunno lei...purple? or issit orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are No. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;(Hafizah and Encarni) Nope, don't know each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 7 likes No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;(Darrick and Annette) Nah, don't know each other either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to know No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;(Annette) Since nursery at KANOOKA child care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;(Encarni) nope, not now anyway. Had a terrapin once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;(Darrick) EWWWW, NO!!!! *pukes* (I'm sorry, but if he looks like Daniel Wu, I'll consider)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ PART3&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I believe in karma. (Look what happened to me when I teased others for being short! I'm a beansprout!)&lt;br /&gt;2) I have under-developed vampire teeth.&lt;br /&gt;3) I sometimes end my sentences with 'ok, ignore', because I'm lazy to repeat myself when people don't understand what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;4) I think being an adult is a very sad sad thing. (no swings! WTB?!)&lt;br /&gt;5) I believe in star signs and what they say about you.&lt;br /&gt;6) I like to eat milo powder off the spoon before adding water.&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm paranoid, so I freak out alot.&lt;br /&gt;8) I dislike people repeating themsleves over and over again when its clear that I heard them. It irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;9) I'm very sentimental. I keep alot of stuff...letters, books, special things y'noe. Some of them are like junk, but they may come in handy one day!&lt;br /&gt;10) I prefer to receive mail in the old-fashioned way...through mail boxes. Its much more personal than emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, DONE! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm expected to tag other ppl eh? I'll ask 10 ppl to do the quiz cos the previous parts demanded 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Victoria&lt;br /&gt;2) Annette&lt;br /&gt;3) Yangmeng&lt;br /&gt;4) Clifford&lt;br /&gt;5) Kaisi&lt;br /&gt;6) ****(for ppl with 4-lettered names)&lt;br /&gt;7)*****(for ppl with 5-lettered names)&lt;br /&gt;8)******(for ppl with 6-lettered names)&lt;br /&gt;9)*******(for ppl with 7-lettered names)&lt;br /&gt;10)********+(for ppl with 7 and above-lettered names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANX FOR DOING THE QUIZ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7814869324318590157?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7814869324318590157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7814869324318590157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/12/quiz.html' title='QUIZ!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-5421086488661382417</id><published>2007-11-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:15:54.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boringgggg'/><title type='text'>Holiday Plans</title><content type='html'>Yep, so its HOLIDAYS now, and I'm bored to death. I'm either eating, sleeping or online. Sheesh, I'm just wasting away...So now I've made a list of stuff I wanna do in the looonnngggg holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAY TO DO LIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Find a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Revise my Japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Learn some kind of handicraft or dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Read more books(to make up for all the good books I've missed out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Draw like crazy...and perhaps post something on Deviantart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Watch anime/ read manga online(probably Bleach, Naruto, Samurai 7, etc. Oh yes, I've finished watching Ouran High School Host club le...HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Window shopping, but I think I'll just go visit Kinokuniya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Go to the National Library (Never been to the refurnished and renovated library before...thou I think that tearing down the old brick one was a waste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Go visit some museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Eat good Ramen...I heard theres one good restaurant at Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Buy some nice CDs to listen to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; Buy some nice DVDs to watch...thinking of getting 'Love Me If You Dare' and 'Amelie'. They're French. Pretty good movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; Go donate blood. Anyone wanna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; 3 chalets to attend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Clean my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. &lt;/strong&gt;Research on courses I wanna take if I go poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. &lt;/strong&gt;Play like crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..17 things to do eh? So busy! D: (I feel lazy now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-5421086488661382417?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5421086488661382417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/5421086488661382417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-plans.html' title='Holiday Plans'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4902525709861397307</id><published>2007-11-23T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T02:31:19.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom was a blast'/><title type='text'>Prom Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PROM NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Rachel's house with Fulong and Xuran...and Xuran was carrying a bag(?). Lol, then Rachel attempted to help me straighten my hair...but in the end it was her maid who helped me lah(thou I dont find it really straight lah, cos we're rushing for time. THANX ANYWAY! :D). Then, Rachel's mum drove us to the prom venue. We thought it was on Mount Faber sia!!! Still drive up the hill. Luckily we eventually found our way to MOUNT FABER SAFRA(or issit the other way round? :/).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach there, we don't dare to go in sia...too many ppl looking down, SO INTIMIDATING! Yala, then had to trouble Darrick and Terry to 'escort' us up. Yeah, then we had a short photo-taking session there. And no, I don't think I dressed VERY nicely cos it was all very last minute(clothes, shoes and clutch all bought one day before prom lei! OH YES, thanx to ADELINE who accompanied me to buy my stuff ^^), so I think compliments are kinda like 'biao main hua'. *shrugs*(But, pls note that all comments in this post are genuine and truthful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RADOgq24I/AAAAAAAAAh4/8Eg2WcWKXMY/s1600-h/IMGP1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135299899288116098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RADOgq24I/AAAAAAAAAh4/8Eg2WcWKXMY/s400/IMGP1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULONG! and XURAN in the background...see his bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RAB-gq23I/AAAAAAAAAhw/M-zaZctmuO8/s1600-h/IMGP1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135299877813279602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RAB-gq23I/AAAAAAAAAhw/M-zaZctmuO8/s400/IMGP1726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and CLIFFORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q72egq21I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ighrrQkPrmU/s1600-h/IMGP1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135295282198272850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q72egq21I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ighrrQkPrmU/s400/IMGP1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q__-gq22I/AAAAAAAAAho/naUhCc0Rhu0/s1600-h/IMGP1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAT and WEILIN=THE COUPLE! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q__-gq22I/AAAAAAAAAho/naUhCc0Rhu0/s1600-h/IMGP1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135299843453541218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q__-gq22I/AAAAAAAAAho/naUhCc0Rhu0/s400/IMGP1731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASON and Weilin!=THE 'OTHER' COUPLE (lol! jkjk) very well dressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q71ugq20I/AAAAAAAAAhY/z9c1ZTbWAds/s1600-h/IMGP1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135295269313370946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q71ugq20I/AAAAAAAAAhY/z9c1ZTbWAds/s400/IMGP1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANMENG(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q70egq2yI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PL1qkhiNnFY/s1600-h/IMGP1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135295247838534434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q70egq2yI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PL1qkhiNnFY/s400/IMGP1736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICHI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q7z-gq2xI/AAAAAAAAAhA/MJcF-rKbvtE/s1600-h/IMGP1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135295239248599826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q7z-gq2xI/AAAAAAAAAhA/MJcF-rKbvtE/s400/IMGP1737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YanQing, Yilei, Darrick, me, and Fikri! (gals are very pretty(!), Darrick is a beng, and Fik so purple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q70-gq2zI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HLgd_ObLG1k/s1600-h/IMGP1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135295256428469042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q70-gq2zI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HLgd_ObLG1k/s400/IMGP1734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, FONNA and KAISI! Both very pretty eh? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3fegq2wI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1hpb41lDzhI/s1600-h/IMGP1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135290489014770434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3fegq2wI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1hpb41lDzhI/s400/IMGP1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAFIZAH and me! :3 She has creepers on! omg...*jealous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then after that, we all trotted into the hall. Darrick brought me inside cos he can't find Meixi...(so stop guessing, HONGJIE.) Then inside...the venue was SO MUCH BETTER than last year's. Oops, forgot to take a picture of it...aiyah, just go do some blog-hopping lah. MORE PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3degq2sI/AAAAAAAAAgY/r228C7pDroo/s1600-h/IMGP1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135290454655032002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3degq2sI/AAAAAAAAAgY/r228C7pDroo/s400/IMGP1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAT AND WEILIN(one again)!!!!! OMGOMGOMG...see? I'm the pro *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu5ugq2lI/AAAAAAAAAfg/acvYyqJyxxg/s1600-h/IMGP1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134929200660798034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu5ugq2lI/AAAAAAAAAfg/acvYyqJyxxg/s400/IMGP1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAISI! chio-bu and my seating partner. LOL, that day no sleeves for you to pull! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3d-gq2tI/AAAAAAAAAgg/KO9vXuhiXu4/s1600-h/IMGP1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135290463244966610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3d-gq2tI/AAAAAAAAAgg/KO9vXuhiXu4/s400/IMGP1743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANQING! Your outfit really suits you!!! &gt;w&lt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3eegq2uI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FxsX6QtN6-Q/s1600-h/IMGP1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135290471834901218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Q3eegq2uI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FxsX6QtN6-Q/s400/IMGP1742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonna and Jiayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat together with Clifford, YanMeng, Neoying, Chichi, Nat and Weilin! Watched the graduation clips from each class, 4E3 one is the FUNNIEST!!! Graduating Huayians should know why. Then when I watched the graduation clip of 4E4, I wanted to cry sia! Already got tears liao, think is because of the 'graduation' song in the clip. Then when it comes to our class' clip...not much emotion. - -+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Siow walked in and everyone clapped and cheered like mad...man, should have standing ovation de, cos he deserved it. The Flying Dutchman started off the show...damn funny! The food was ok, not bad. But didn't really pay attention to the food lah, kept on taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lymegq2oI/AAAAAAAAAf4/jgF6nXDN4wA/s1600-h/IMGP1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134933267994827394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lymegq2oI/AAAAAAAAAf4/jgF6nXDN4wA/s400/IMGP1751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Jinn chyau. Jason is smirking - -+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lypegq2rI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Q_kLh_Cjg-U/s1600-h/IMGP1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134933319534434994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lypegq2rI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Q_kLh_Cjg-U/s400/IMGP1746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0LyoOgq2qI/AAAAAAAAAgI/nmfa26BPTqE/s1600-h/IMGP1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134933298059598498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0LyoOgq2qI/AAAAAAAAAgI/nmfa26BPTqE/s400/IMGP1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Huzier! emo kid. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lym-gq2pI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ShmHilJqlV4/s1600-h/IMGP1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134933276584762002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lym-gq2pI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ShmHilJqlV4/s400/IMGP1750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edneth, Anson and Andika! 2e4 dudes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lylegq2nI/AAAAAAAAAfw/k5mueD07ZV8/s1600-h/IMGP1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134933250814958194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lylegq2nI/AAAAAAAAAfw/k5mueD07ZV8/s400/IMGP1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MDM KHAW! The Funniest Maths Teacher I've Ever Had. Haha...she just came over and saw me oso in yellow, then say "Eh! we both yellow lei! take photo!". lol! :3 her hair so cute eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0WOPOgq28I/AAAAAAAAAiY/bMrH0y4n4AU/s1600-h/IMGP1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135667342330223554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0WOPOgq28I/AAAAAAAAAiY/bMrH0y4n4AU/s400/IMGP1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, YanQing, Mdm Khaw and Fik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0WOOugq27I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/35iuoL0sm2w/s1600-h/IMGP1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135667333740288946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0WOOugq27I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/35iuoL0sm2w/s400/IMGP1754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Mdm Khaw, Darrick and Fik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu6Ogq2mI/AAAAAAAAAfo/tLSla0Pt4zs/s1600-h/IMGP1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134929209250732642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu6Ogq2mI/AAAAAAAAAfo/tLSla0Pt4zs/s400/IMGP1757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrick, Jason, YanQing, and Jinn chyau...they were waiting for me to take their photo, but I didn't notice :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu5Ogq2kI/AAAAAAAAAfY/vful1a-SXKA/s1600-h/IMGP1760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134929192070863426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu5Ogq2kI/AAAAAAAAAfY/vful1a-SXKA/s400/IMGP1760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRS WONG and me! The kindest English teacher...keeps getting bullied by us! Sometimes very long winded, yet, a very nice teacher. She also recommends and lends us great books! *bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu4egq2jI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QrjMmZTus38/s1600-h/IMGP1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134929179185961522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu4egq2jI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QrjMmZTus38/s400/IMGP1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Wong and Clifford! (nice outfit, btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu3-gq2iI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ZXIYnkK2bLg/s1600-h/IMGP1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134929170596026914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Lu3-gq2iI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ZXIYnkK2bLg/s400/IMGP1762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NeoYing, me, Madeliene, Mrs Wong, and Clifford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had some more dishes, and games. The games were so fun! Like we are all scrambling for the 6 items, and cheering when students won the games. Then The Flying Dutchman picked some of the best dressed ppl, and we all chose our prom king(REUBEN) and queen(YIQIAN(?)). Then, there was the 'best hat' competition...MR LEE WAS SO HILARIOUS! He did this funny shaking thing with his Mexican hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Ksq-gq2hI/AAAAAAAAAfA/wPjwfTmJDng/s1600-h/IMGP1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134856379490294290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Ksq-gq2hI/AAAAAAAAAfA/wPjwfTmJDng/s400/IMGP1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? The big hat on Mr Lee's head? LOL! (and if you're thinking that I have a sucky camera, the stage was freaking far away D:) Thats The Flying Dutchman on the left, and JiaSheng with his pilot hat on the left. And for the gals...think Caledyne(?) won. LOL, RUOSHAN was so daring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Ksqugq2gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/VhPrqh4Z9dQ/s1600-h/IMGP1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134856375195326978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Ksqugq2gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/VhPrqh4Z9dQ/s400/IMGP1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that hat just cracks me up. Hmm, didn't manage to capture ZhengHang with his party hat... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, some of us went outside of the hall to take pictures! (omg, is this picture-taking business never-ending?!) On the way out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KsqOgq2fI/AAAAAAAAAew/LWbOsE5D-do/s1600-h/IMGP1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134856366605392370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KsqOgq2fI/AAAAAAAAAew/LWbOsE5D-do/s400/IMGP1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANGMENG AND RUOSHAN! XD (to Yangmeng: OMG! EVIL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Ksp-gq2eI/AAAAAAAAAeo/_eccQ7z3BkQ/s1600-h/IMGP1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134856362310425058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Ksp-gq2eI/AAAAAAAAAeo/_eccQ7z3BkQ/s400/IMGP1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhixian(HOR)! Very handsome! and very obliging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Kspegq2dI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zUux0AeNpdg/s1600-h/IMGP1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134856353720490450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Kspegq2dI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zUux0AeNpdg/s400/IMGP1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YangMeng and Huzier! So cute! (dang it, should have attempted to pull Yangmeng's suspenders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkXegq2cI/AAAAAAAAAeY/utjvQzaFSbI/s1600-h/IMGP1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134847248389822914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkXegq2cI/AAAAAAAAAeY/utjvQzaFSbI/s400/IMGP1776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us. :D My mum exclaimed that our class' guys are so tall when she saw this picture - -+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkXOgq2bI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bWinWLG8rz0/s1600-h/IMGP1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134847244094855602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkXOgq2bI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bWinWLG8rz0/s400/IMGP1779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YanQing, Darrick, Mr Niagn(?) and YangMeng! happy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkWegq2aI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4ijqQ_LzxfA/s1600-h/IMGP1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134847231209953698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkWegq2aI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4ijqQ_LzxfA/s400/IMGP1780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Darrick, YanQing, Mr Lee, NeoYing and YangMeng...Mr LEE! Our best Chemistry teacher who likes to joke and tell us stories with 'morals' &gt;w&lt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkV-gq2ZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X6x1nx_Xcdk/s1600-h/IMGP1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134847222620019090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkV-gq2ZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X6x1nx_Xcdk/s400/IMGP1781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUZIER!!!! so cute eh? Very difficult to find some tall emo kids who can look cute at the same time. Actually have a video clip that I took of him that day, but its pretty much messed up and incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkVegq2YI/AAAAAAAAAd4/2GY1F9EZxmA/s1600-h/IMGP1782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134847214030084482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KkVegq2YI/AAAAAAAAAd4/2GY1F9EZxmA/s400/IMGP1782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YangMeng and STEVEN. (I seriously think that either YangMeng tiptoed or Steven had crouched lower to take this pic...I mean, how issit even possible that in a span of 3 mins, YangMeng can shoot up to be the same height as Steven!? And there they are, still go act innocent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KV0-gq2XI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1vNOIWvbSik/s1600-h/IMGP1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134831262521547122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KV0-gq2XI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1vNOIWvbSik/s400/IMGP1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven and me. :D (I can sense fury vibes from some juniors now) Oh yes, to YangMeng again: Don't keep saying my photography skill lousy hor! This picture you take de...so blurry &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KV0egq2WI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_8ybI87TYRY/s1600-h/IMGP1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134831253931612514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KV0egq2WI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_8ybI87TYRY/s400/IMGP1784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGEL! aww man, should've taken a picture together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went back to the hall, but first asking Fikri to help pull some strings in the Student Councillors and reserve 2 balloons for me. THANX FIK AND THE GUYS WHO TOOK CARE OF MY BALLOONS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KVz-gq2VI/AAAAAAAAAdg/EitB01uYYsA/s1600-h/IMGP1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134831245341677906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KVz-gq2VI/AAAAAAAAAdg/EitB01uYYsA/s400/IMGP1785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and MRS WEE! (She just walked to our table!) She's the BEST bio teacher in HYSS lo...very kindly(thou sometimes got mood swings), and always give us things to eat...she dotes on us, and we all love her! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KVzugq2UI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PV-1pn6O67E/s1600-h/IMGP1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134831241046710594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KVzugq2UI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PV-1pn6O67E/s400/IMGP1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all called bio students to gather...BIO CLASS 4E5'07!!! (missing persons: Junhao, Kaichung and JingHui)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had a bio class photo, we gathered that we should have a Art class photo too. So we all went to find Mdm Keh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KVzOgq2TI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5h-6VE-JNXE/s1600-h/IMGP1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134831232456775986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KVzOgq2TI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5h-6VE-JNXE/s400/IMGP1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ART CLASS SEC4 AND 5'07 (missing persons: Hafizah, Fikri, Weifang, Jinghui, Joyce, JunRong...i think.) LOL, look carefully..near Darrick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRlOgq2SI/AAAAAAAAAdI/QVIJKS_96Ls/s1600-h/IMGP1788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134826593892096290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRlOgq2SI/AAAAAAAAAdI/QVIJKS_96Ls/s400/IMGP1788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DAHHH~ EDISON appears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRk-gq2RI/AAAAAAAAAdA/J2mJfSPQQRk/s1600-h/IMGP1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134826589597128978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRk-gq2RI/AAAAAAAAAdA/J2mJfSPQQRk/s400/IMGP1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edison, me and YanQing. LOL! Edison's eyes are liddat cos YanQing suddenly pop out...MAD, DUN KILL ME PLS T.T (this in revenge for Edison for calling me a banana =x WTB?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRi-gq2QI/AAAAAAAAAc4/jfi9nAgkLIc/s1600-h/IMGP1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134826555237390594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRi-gq2QI/AAAAAAAAAc4/jfi9nAgkLIc/s400/IMGP1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and MDM KEH!!! ^^ Our art teacher...dotes on us alot too, even if we always give her alot of trouble. Wasted alot of her inks and paint for art, but she's still very good to us. WE LOVE YOU TOO! Juniors, treat her well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRhegq2OI/AAAAAAAAAco/YtCPLBzv8XU/s1600-h/IMGP1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134826529467586786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KRhegq2OI/AAAAAAAAAco/YtCPLBzv8XU/s400/IMGP1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOYCE, me and Darrick! Joyce was soooo pretty that night!(this pic too blurry le...cant see properly) And Darrick is still the Beng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNYugq2NI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CWmrJkyERiI/s1600-h/IMGP1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134821981097220306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNYugq2NI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CWmrJkyERiI/s400/IMGP1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRY, Darrick, THE FLYING DUTCHMAN(!), me and MICHAEL (see? i spelt your name correctly). A really funny host, and no, he didn't ask "IS THAT YOUR FINAL ANSWER?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNYOgq2MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/AZLL1yTHhTg/s1600-h/IMGP1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134821972507285698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNYOgq2MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/AZLL1yTHhTg/s400/IMGP1795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence AND Zhixian(YEO)!!! and thats George on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the guys had a (stupid)brainwave. They decided to ask the school to do a hua yi wave...SO PAISEH! Only a handful of ppl did it. I swear I'm not involved in any way.SERIOUS! As if that isn't enough, Wenjie still go try ATTEMPT NO. 2. Even worse. Nobody participated and we all ran away first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNXugq2LI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1u6PZoRmIno/s1600-h/IMGP1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134821963917351090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNXugq2LI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1u6PZoRmIno/s400/IMGP1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIFANG and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNXegq2KI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tsKaANT8hMo/s1600-h/IMGP1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134821959622383778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNXegq2KI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tsKaANT8hMo/s400/IMGP1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEIXI, KASSANDRA, RACHEL, me, Darrick and Terry. SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RAJugq26I/AAAAAAAAAiI/IPpmOnelnx8/s1600-h/CIMG1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135300010957265826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RAJugq26I/AAAAAAAAAiI/IPpmOnelnx8/s400/CIMG1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ARIEL! posted this pic(from somone else...forgot who) cos my copy is too blurred and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNWugq2JI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XHxeUcBn3KQ/s1600-h/IMGP1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134821946737481874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KNWugq2JI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XHxeUcBn3KQ/s400/IMGP1798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and TTQ!(Tan Tuan Qi...gettit?) haha...he go act shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RAFegq25I/AAAAAAAAAiA/WbVz4VULaRM/s1600-h/CIMG1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135299937942821778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RAFegq25I/AAAAAAAAAiA/WbVz4VULaRM/s400/CIMG1615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and me. (Got this pic frm him) LOL, i have absolutely no recollection that we took this photo together. ACT CUTE! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KH1-gq2GI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NY6EGdaJ7TA/s1600-h/IMGP1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134815886538627170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KH1-gq2GI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NY6EGdaJ7TA/s400/IMGP1801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilson(WAN). umm..LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KH1egq2FI/AAAAAAAAAbg/VCKw4-OQ4aI/s1600-h/IMGP1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134815877948692562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KH1egq2FI/AAAAAAAAAbg/VCKw4-OQ4aI/s400/IMGP1803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERMAN and me. LOL, the red haired jukebox! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KH0ugq2EI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WtmiXaLnb5Y/s1600-h/IMGP1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134815865063790658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0KH0ugq2EI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WtmiXaLnb5Y/s400/IMGP1804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and RACHEL! relax, ur hair's a very nice colour~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5z-gq2DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/34s7-9_opaw/s1600-h/IMGP1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134589352783566898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5z-gq2DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/34s7-9_opaw/s400/IMGP1806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrick and his supposed partner, Meixi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event, outside the hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5uugq2CI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Y_lHwK_WxbM/s1600-h/IMGP1807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134589262589253666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5uugq2CI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Y_lHwK_WxbM/s400/IMGP1807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Jiayu. (nice hat btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5uegq2BI/AAAAAAAAAbA/X5Ge6FON-rY/s1600-h/IMGP1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134589258294286354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5uegq2BI/AAAAAAAAAbA/X5Ge6FON-rY/s400/IMGP1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fik, Hongjie and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5t-gq2AI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0W0bsVFwRLI/s1600-h/IMGP1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134589249704351746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5t-gq2AI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0W0bsVFwRLI/s400/IMGP1809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Innovation Club! (ah, miss Toh so chio!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5tugq1_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/DbEdMcXXiJE/s1600-h/IMGP1810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134589245409384434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0G5tugq1_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/DbEdMcXXiJE/s400/IMGP1810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ALSON! HYSSCB major. lol, nah, ur head ain't big. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gphegq19I/AAAAAAAAAag/eQVxzSdgV6o/s1600-h/IMGP1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134571442769942482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gphegq19I/AAAAAAAAAag/eQVxzSdgV6o/s400/IMGP1812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrick and nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gphugq1-I/AAAAAAAAAao/oEkIwiSuX8E/s1600-h/IMGP1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134571447064909794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gphugq1-I/AAAAAAAAAao/oEkIwiSuX8E/s400/IMGP1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-hah! My reserved balloons. Someone wrote my name very nicely on them...THANX LOADS!you have nice handwriting~ damn, should have take a better picture of the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gpg-gq18I/AAAAAAAAAaY/fhi-fW5hgr0/s1600-h/IMGP1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134571434180007874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gpg-gq18I/AAAAAAAAAaY/fhi-fW5hgr0/s400/IMGP1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with my balloons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gpgugq17I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/yaAnx2KB6x4/s1600-h/IMGP1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134571429885040562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gpgugq17I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/yaAnx2KB6x4/s400/IMGP1814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KWOON HANG and me...lol, nice expression! Finally can use msn eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gpf-gq16I/AAAAAAAAAaI/r3Iup4G7vZc/s1600-h/IMGP1815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134571417000138658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Gpf-gq16I/AAAAAAAAAaI/r3Iup4G7vZc/s400/IMGP1815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Wilson(TAN)...REALLY VERY HANDSOME THAT NIGHT! abit shocked at first when I saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFcugq15I/AAAAAAAAAaA/CIzm75tOCiM/s1600-h/IMGP1817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134531778746963858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFcugq15I/AAAAAAAAAaA/CIzm75tOCiM/s400/IMGP1817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and MIAOMIAO! fellow last-minute-buy-prom-outfit-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFcegq14I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/nM_U_3Osxr0/s1600-h/IMGP1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134531774451996546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFcegq14I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/nM_U_3Osxr0/s400/IMGP1818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONALD(best partner) and me..in the dark - -+ thought it was a waste not to include in this post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFbugq12I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Np8yoDKtg3g/s1600-h/IMGP1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134531761567094626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFbugq12I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Np8yoDKtg3g/s400/IMGP1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KaiChung(ka zhua!), TTQ, and herman...DUDES OF 2E4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFbOgq11I/AAAAAAAAAZg/CDpZ56iHOwc/s1600-h/IMGP1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134531752977160018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0GFbOgq11I/AAAAAAAAAZg/CDpZ56iHOwc/s400/IMGP1822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Ronald and Herman~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9Gegq10I/AAAAAAAAAZY/5gY52Vpr-Ck/s1600-h/IMGP1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134522600401852226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9Gegq10I/AAAAAAAAAZY/5gY52Vpr-Ck/s400/IMGP1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2E4O5! Don't mess with us! lol, mike go act dao. (missing persons: too many to mention liao! all zao first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9F-gq1zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YA6Kerh9soA/s1600-h/IMGP1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134522591811917618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9F-gq1zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YA6Kerh9soA/s400/IMGP1827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E5! not a very clear picture lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9FOgq1xI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qQId3CrI6sE/s1600-h/IMGP1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134522578927015698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9FOgq1xI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qQId3CrI6sE/s400/IMGP1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Clarence! NEIGHBOURS! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9Eugq1wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eWDg88Dapzs/s1600-h/IMGP1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134522570337081090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9Eugq1wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eWDg88Dapzs/s400/IMGP1830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarence and Darrick :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F9Fegq1yI/AAAAAAAAAZI/gVKtF6Rd8UM/s1600-h/IMGP1828.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F38-gq1vI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0YTzCS5VCa8/s1600-h/IMGP1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134516939634956018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F38-gq1vI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0YTzCS5VCa8/s400/IMGP1831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence and Terry ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F36egq1sI/AAAAAAAAAYY/fsxV1nDly8I/s1600-h/IMGP1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134516896685283010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F36egq1sI/AAAAAAAAAYY/fsxV1nDly8I/s400/IMGP1836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and SHUYEE~ suspenders...like YangMeng &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Fwyugq1qI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wpZkCr_CDWA/s1600-h/olivia+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134509066959902370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Fwyugq1qI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wpZkCr_CDWA/s400/olivia+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us both again! (frm shuyee) she so chio right? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F35ugq1rI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qzhVehjLbl8/s1600-h/IMGP1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134516883800381106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0F35ugq1rI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qzhVehjLbl8/s400/IMGP1838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we all went to Terry's house to play. Called up 4 taxis to bring us there. Terry was so worried that we might not enjoy ourselves there...Aiyah, dun worry man, I had fun winning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Fwx-gq1oI/AAAAAAAAAX4/G7zc3hz5xdU/s1600-h/IMGP1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134509054075000450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Fwx-gq1oI/AAAAAAAAAX4/G7zc3hz5xdU/s400/IMGP1842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNRONG and me...wo yao hui jia~ hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0FwxOgq1mI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Yf0BLbJzDp0/s1600-h/IMGP1844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134509041190098530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0FwxOgq1mI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Yf0BLbJzDp0/s400/IMGP1844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0Fwxugq1nI/AAAAAAAAAXw/oOYbxmicV48/s1600-h/IMGP1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ronald acting funny...and thats seaweed in his mouth - -+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Near 1.30am, Ronald and Darrick escorted shuyee and me to meet her father. We all say that Darrick too beng liao, no one dare come and disturb us. Shuyee's father than gave me a ride home...THANX UNCLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a really fun time at prom...just wished that it wasn't over so fast! Will really miss hua yi and all my friends~ And now I'm sooo bored, staying at home. Will post much frequently now...stay tuned! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4902525709861397307?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4902525709861397307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4902525709861397307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/11/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/R0RADOgq24I/AAAAAAAAAh4/8Eg2WcWKXMY/s72-c/IMGP1725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-8921425050672021975</id><published>2007-11-20T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:14:39.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robots rule. Humans sux.'/><title type='text'>YAY! NEW SKIN!</title><content type='html'>Hi! FINLLY CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very proud of myself now, cos I edited alot of stuff from the original blogskin myself. The original skin has a PINK cursor, bright yellow headers, falling snowflakes(ok, that part i don't really mind that much), etc. Go click to the credits part to have a look. - -+&lt;br /&gt;Updated my links and blogsong too...LOL, so robot-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. So now I've found a bright blogskin with ample space for me to write wordy posts without scaring people off(too much words in a small space make them look claustrophobic), I SHALL POST ABOUT PROM NIGHT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its late. But better late than never! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, thanx to MICHAEL who help me look for skins(but i rejected them all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-8921425050672021975?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8921425050672021975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/8921425050672021975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/11/yay-new-skin.html' title='YAY! NEW SKIN!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-842358110761730750</id><published>2007-11-12T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:02:21.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can i don&apos;t go?'/><title type='text'>Prom blues</title><content type='html'>Ello.&lt;br /&gt;Prom's on Wednesday. And I haven't found a suitable outfit...shit.&lt;br /&gt;I hate shopping for clothes lah. But if you ask me to go look at books, I can stay in the bookshop all day. Nvm, worse come to worse, anyhow rummage through the closet to get something to wear...no choice liao. (THE PEER PRESSURE'S KILLING ME!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only prom wasn't held right after Bio papers! I mean, normally proms are held a good few weeks after the exams mah, now I have to fret over what to wear with just a day away from my last paper. WTB!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, the location seems quite ulu...heard that there is no public transport leading there. Seems like i have to pay for the cab fare. Plus, if you haven't already heard (your social antenna is damn short), The Flying Dutchman will be our host for the night. I have no complaints...except that I wish the school could use the money for his hiring to book a better venue for prom. Now I have a weird vibe that hes gonna ask, "IS THAT YOUR FINAL ANSWER?" after asking if we are having a good time. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, in any way, I'm just gonna have a good time(i hope). And I still need to find a nice outfit. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-842358110761730750?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/842358110761730750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/842358110761730750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/11/prom-blues.html' title='Prom blues'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-518069633864681343</id><published>2007-10-22T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:22:25.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreading it.'/><title type='text'>Amaths=gone (I think)</title><content type='html'>Amaths Paper 1 today...think its quite a gone case liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first question, the equation I got was x(square) + 4x + 36&gt;0. And its like 'SHIT. CANNOT FACTORISE!!!!' I stared at the question again and again, but I still got the banana-ing equation. As if that wasn't an ominous sign, at the vectors question, I can hear Akon's 'Blame it on me' playing in my head. WTB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at question 2(skip question), I stared to visualise the marker- A thinner version of Santa claus with half-moon specs...kinda like Dumbledore without the loooong beard, bending over my paper. And I'm thinking, 'ITS THE SPIRIT OF GIVING...GIMME MORE MARKS'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE? You know that the paper is about gone when you got the first question wrong, hear some pop song in your brain, trying to visualise the marker and begging him to give you more marks through some kind of telephathy, the topics you studied for didn't come out today, and you care more about your hungry stomach than the paper itself after the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now imagins an Olivia corpse laying in some kind of savannah background with vultures flying over me, and a F9 Amaths paper crumpled in my hand(too much Lion King for me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After counting all marks of the questions I've done, I only manage to scrape a pathetic 46 marks. Ah, well, at least I'm quite confident in my answers. Seriously, I'm not a greedy person. Just gime me a pass, JUST A PASS, and I'll be a very, very happy corpse laying in some kind of savannah background vultures flying over me. I mean, me, a F9-er, getting a C...pretty good, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh...*seriously hoping the marker is a kindly Santa-like man who is tech-savvy enough to read this post* No point mulling over the paper now...must revise Binomial, Differentiation Logarithm liao. Dammit..all aren't tested today. Heck..hope Binomial is worth like what...10 marks?(Impossible, but I can dream right?) Cos I practised it like crazy... so I'm a BINOMIAL PRO now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even want to think about Chem and Geo...ESPECIALLY CHEM. D:&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I can't afford to let another Olivia corpse lay in the savannah background again, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-518069633864681343?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/518069633864681343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/518069633864681343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/10/amathsgone-i-think.html' title='Amaths=gone (I think)'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-4790962799167955418</id><published>2007-10-12T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:30:17.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Blake&apos;s Auguries of Innocence'/><title type='text'>Great poem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Auguries of Innocence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a world in a grain of sand,&lt;br /&gt;And a heaven in a wild flower,&lt;br /&gt;Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,&lt;br /&gt;And eternity in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A robin redbreast in a cage&lt;br /&gt;Puts all heaven in a rage.&lt;br /&gt;A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons&lt;br /&gt;Shudders hell thro' all its regions.&lt;br /&gt;A dog starv'd at his master's gate&lt;br /&gt;Predicts the ruin of the state.&lt;br /&gt;A horse misused upon the road&lt;br /&gt;Calls to heaven for human blood.&lt;br /&gt;Each outcry of the hunted hare&lt;br /&gt;A fibre from the brain does tear.&lt;br /&gt;A skylark wounded in the wing,&lt;br /&gt;A cherubim does cease to sing.&lt;br /&gt;The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight&lt;br /&gt;Does the rising sun affright.&lt;br /&gt;Every wolf's and lion's howl&lt;br /&gt;Raises from hell a human soul.&lt;br /&gt;The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps the human soul from care.&lt;br /&gt;The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,&lt;br /&gt;And yet forgives the butcher's knife.&lt;br /&gt;The bat that flits at close of eve&lt;br /&gt;Has left the brain that won't believe.&lt;br /&gt;The owl that calls upon the night&lt;br /&gt;Speaks the unbeliever's fright.&lt;br /&gt;He who shall hurt the little wren&lt;br /&gt;Shall never be belov'd by men.&lt;br /&gt;He who the ox to wrath has mov'd&lt;br /&gt;Shall never be by woman lov'd.&lt;br /&gt;The wanton boy that kills the fly&lt;br /&gt;Shall feel the spider's enmity.&lt;br /&gt;He who torments the chafer's sprite&lt;br /&gt;Weaves a bower in endless night.&lt;br /&gt;The caterpillar on the leaf&lt;br /&gt;Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.&lt;br /&gt;Kill not the moth nor butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;For the last judgement draweth nigh.&lt;br /&gt;He who shall train the horse to war&lt;br /&gt;Shall never pass the polar bar.&lt;br /&gt;The beggar's dog and widow's cat,&lt;br /&gt;Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.&lt;br /&gt;The gnat that sings his summer's song&lt;br /&gt;Poison gets from slander's tongue.&lt;br /&gt;The poison of the snake and newt&lt;br /&gt;Is the sweat of envy's foot.&lt;br /&gt;The poison of the honey bee&lt;br /&gt;Is the artist's jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;The prince's robes and beggar's rags&lt;br /&gt;Are toadstools on the miser's bags.&lt;br /&gt;A truth that's told with bad intent&lt;br /&gt;Beats all the lies you can invent.&lt;br /&gt;It is right it should be so;&lt;br /&gt;Man was made for joy and woe;&lt;br /&gt;And when this we rightly know,&lt;br /&gt;Thro' the world we safely go.&lt;br /&gt;Joy and woe are woven fine,&lt;br /&gt;A clothing for the soul divine.&lt;br /&gt;Under every grief and pine&lt;br /&gt;Runs a joy with silken twine.&lt;br /&gt;The babe is more than swaddling bands,&lt;br /&gt;Throughout all these human lands;&lt;br /&gt;Tools were made and born were hands,&lt;br /&gt;Every farmer understands.&lt;br /&gt;Every tear from every eye&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a babe in eternity;&lt;br /&gt;This is caught by females bright,&lt;br /&gt;And return'd to its own delight.&lt;br /&gt;The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,&lt;br /&gt;Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.&lt;br /&gt;The babe that weeps the rod beneath&lt;br /&gt;Writes revenge in realms of death.&lt;br /&gt;The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,&lt;br /&gt;Does to rags the heavens tear.&lt;br /&gt;The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,&lt;br /&gt;Palsied strikes the summer's sun.&lt;br /&gt;The poor man's farthing is worth more&lt;br /&gt;Than all the gold on Afric's shore.&lt;br /&gt;One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands&lt;br /&gt;Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;&lt;br /&gt;Or, if protected from on high,&lt;br /&gt;Does that whole nation sell and buy.&lt;br /&gt;He who mocks the infant's faith&lt;br /&gt;Shall be mock'd in age and death.&lt;br /&gt;He who shall teach the child to doubt&lt;br /&gt;The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.&lt;br /&gt;He who respects the infant's faith&lt;br /&gt;Triumphs over hell and death.&lt;br /&gt;The child's toys and the old man's reasons&lt;br /&gt;Are the fruits of the two seasons.&lt;br /&gt;The questioner, who sits so sly,&lt;br /&gt;Shall never know how to reply.&lt;br /&gt;He who replies to words of doubt&lt;br /&gt;Doth put the light of knowledge out.&lt;br /&gt;The strongest poison ever known&lt;br /&gt;Came from Caesar's laurel crown.&lt;br /&gt;Nought can deform the human race&lt;br /&gt;Like to the armour's iron brace.&lt;br /&gt;When gold and gems adorn the plow,&lt;br /&gt;To peaceful arts shall envy bow.&lt;br /&gt;A riddle, or the cricket's cry,&lt;br /&gt;Is to doubt a fit reply.&lt;br /&gt;The emmet's inch and eagle's mile&lt;br /&gt;Make lame philosophy to smile.&lt;br /&gt;He who doubts from what he sees&lt;br /&gt;Will ne'er believe, do what you please.&lt;br /&gt;If the sun and moon should doubt,&lt;br /&gt;They'd immediately go out.&lt;br /&gt;To be in a passion you good may do,&lt;br /&gt;But no good if a passion is in you.&lt;br /&gt;The whore and gambler, by the state&lt;br /&gt;Licensed, build that nation's fate.&lt;br /&gt;The harlot's cry from street to street&lt;br /&gt;Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.&lt;br /&gt;The winner's shout, the loser's curse,&lt;br /&gt;Dance before dead England's hearse.&lt;br /&gt;Every night and every morn&lt;br /&gt;Some to misery are born,&lt;br /&gt;Every morn and every night&lt;br /&gt;Some are born to sweet delight.&lt;br /&gt;Some are born to sweet delight,&lt;br /&gt;Some are born to endless night.&lt;br /&gt;We are led to believe a lie&lt;br /&gt;When we see not thro' the eye,&lt;br /&gt;Which was born in a night to perish in a night,&lt;br /&gt;When the soul slept in beams of light.&lt;br /&gt;God appears, and God is light,&lt;br /&gt;To those poor souls who dwell in night;&lt;br /&gt;But does a human form display&lt;br /&gt;To those who dwell in realms of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful poem by William Blake. Speaks alot of truths/omens/warnings of the world, some parts abit karma-ish... And yes, the poem is formatted in this way, so don't complain. Read slowly and let the meanings sink in(abit chim at first glance thou)...I personally liked the first 4 lines and some other random ones in the huge verse best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, erm, ALOT of photos on the way, plus more posts and link updates on the way. For now, I must work hard with wateva time is left to chiong(wish me luck!!!! PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP!!!! &lt;---*puking* Wish me luck anyway)...Omg, come to think of it, I shouldn't blog in the first place. OH WELL, this loooooonnnnnnngggg poem should keep you occupied for some while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Next Time(meaning after Os)! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He who shall teach the child to doubt&lt;br /&gt;The rotting grave shall ne'er get out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-4790962799167955418?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4790962799167955418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/4790962799167955418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-poem.html' title='Great poem!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-370773426531614998</id><published>2007-09-25T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:01:32.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gogogo'/><title type='text'>FINALLY! ANOTHER POST!</title><content type='html'>Hey there people. Still hanging around eh?&lt;br /&gt;Received feedback of our results today...And it would be a compliment to say that it was terrible. Must buck up liao!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND INTRODUCING THE GREATEST IPOD: ipod Classic &lt;--My motivation to do well for my Os (My mum said that she'll get it for me if I did well, but I don't really believe her cos grown-ups lie.) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZymnleI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-h0-hyksEpU/s1600-h/gallery-big-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114115996401505762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZymnleI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-h0-hyksEpU/s400/gallery-big-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DAAAAaaaaaa!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may look like some other ipod, but ipod technicians just made it better: 160 GB. A freakin 160 GB!!!! If this doesn't translate into pure greatness, lemme elaborate. This huge space revamp enables music/video freaks to store approx. 40, 000 songs/25,000 photos/ 200hrs of video, which is ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZCmnlcI/AAAAAAAAAXA/arSjWxK8Jvg/s1600-h/gallery-big-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114115983516603842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZCmnlcI/AAAAAAAAAXA/arSjWxK8Jvg/s400/gallery-big-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZCmnldI/AAAAAAAAAXI/H4UqlnPB9uE/s1600-h/gallery-big-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114115983516603858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZCmnldI/AAAAAAAAAXI/H4UqlnPB9uE/s400/gallery-big-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measurements of the ipod Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOoooo..both the black and silver one is nice...but the ipod is gonna cost me $600. D:&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess its is quite worth it...I also wanna have the portable speakers+new earphones+radio remote(I'm greedy). Yup, and I'm gonna work hard for it!!! RAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, saw this jet trick thing going on at the basketball court today. The plane made a few loops to form a huge heart-shaped figure in the sky. SOOOOOO ROMANTIC! *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, FIGHT ON PEOPLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;(Will update links and change blogsong soon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-370773426531614998?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/370773426531614998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/370773426531614998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-another-post.html' title='FINALLY! ANOTHER POST!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/Rvj9ZymnleI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-h0-hyksEpU/s72-c/gallery-big-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-7277328263897911562</id><published>2007-09-01T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:37:37.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='very tired'/><title type='text'>I'M TIRED!</title><content type='html'>Its been so long since I've blogged!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, nowadays have been busy with art and prelims...aiyoh, my art die liao. And because of it, I didn't study Biology, Amaths, Physics and Chemistry...I'm so gonna flunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to lug my canvas and file around today. Thank goodness I met Shengyang, who was gentlemanly enough to offer his help. Guys, learn from him.&lt;br /&gt;Then at assembly, there was this mass-workout/dance thing done by the counscillors. LOL, damn cute, ppl, damn cute. The guys especially, made me laugh and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for art later in the morning, and finally handed up the photos that were needed to MOE. A big thanks to all who helped! (Edison promised to help, but HE DIDNT. Even wanted me to beg him. FAT HOPE, DUDE. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now...the lack of sleep, stress and untimely shopping has made me very exhausted...just look at all the DNT and art students, deep eyebags and panda eyes everywhere. Was going to blog on something insightful and promise some new pictures of our canvases soon(though I always procrastinate, which doesn't really make a difference anyhow), but heck. Next time, ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough luck? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OH YES. I think Famous Amos cookies contain honey, cos I seem to taste it. KAISI!!!! GO BAKE SOME SOON! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--input{filter:progid:dximagetransform.microsoft.gradient(gradienttype=1,startcolorstr=black,endcolorstr=black); --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-7277328263897911562?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7277328263897911562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/7277328263897911562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;M TIRED!'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-3219793706522590727</id><published>2007-08-09T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:35:06.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Singapore'/><title type='text'>NATIONAL DAY</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 42ND BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrqYFBZaQxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FzKGNLxPUtI/s1600-h/Maple0008edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096553140364919570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrqYFBZaQxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FzKGNLxPUtI/s400/Maple0008edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, its singapore's 42nd birthday today...still going young! This time, the parade will be held in Marina Bay, cos the National Stadium was torn down. Oh, and this year, I think that the National Day song wasn't as memorable as songs in the past years. And not to mention the huge GST increase($$!$*$^@) ...plus the bannning of bubble gum, and the stress...*rants on and on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but despite the partypoopers, theres still alot of plus points for our little red dot. I like how the way the people of different races connect(thru Singlish, no less). I like how safe we are. I like the nice weather here. I like how everything comes easy to us. I like the bustle of the country. I like how we thought of NEWater(giving, our neighbours a slap in the face). I like Singapore!(I was going to go on and on, about pongpong trees by the road sides and orion's belt in the night sky, but I decided it was all too cheesy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, on her 42nd birthday, I hope that Singapore will grow into a better nation(but must remain environmentally friendly lah!)...still remaining clean and green. May Singapore never be known as somewhere ulu in China, and may good food still be available to us. May Singapore remain lucky and may we appreciate what we have! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nMh04ouS5Es" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. A real nice video abt Singapore. I liked the original version by Hossan Leong thou(in Mr Brown Show: talking cock in Parliament). But as we are all visual learners, I guess this version(but same song..even the laughter is the same) will appeal to you ppl more. Check out the original version too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..will be going out to eat steamboat and watch fireworks with 2e4o5 ppl...whoohooo!!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep...hope you guys have a very happy national day too! Enjoys the freaking holidays now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28247727-3219793706522590727?l=chase-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3219793706522590727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28247727/posts/default/3219793706522590727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chase-the-stars.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='NATIONAL DAY'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06117483178710254207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrqYFBZaQxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FzKGNLxPUtI/s72-c/Maple0008edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28247727.post-6568594625661748253</id><published>2007-08-08T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:10:59.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='part I'/><title type='text'>Saturday happenings</title><content type='html'>**WARNING: MASSIVE USE OF PHOTOS...SUPER HEAVYWEIGHT! So your pathetic computer may take a damn long time to load.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school to take bus to NAFA(Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts lahh, dolt) for an art exhibition on Saturday. Its called the Aeptitude exhibition, featuring talented art students' work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZxRZaPuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3APOoUvVoJg/s1600-h/DSCN6317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095569837667270370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZxRZaPuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3APOoUvVoJg/s400/DSCN6317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poster for the exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZxhZaPvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mGSsamMMERQ/s1600-h/DSCN6301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095569841962237682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZxhZaPvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mGSsamMMERQ/s400/DSCN6301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our best teacher: MDM KEH!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZxxZaPwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/43rcrliig5w/s1600-h/IMGP0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095569846257204994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZxxZaPwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/43rcrliig5w/s400/IMGP0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clifford.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached the building, its like so nice...damn artsy with the exhibitions and graffiti outside. The room smells nice too, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccrhZaP0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IXwdM7jO8tg/s1600-h/DSC09768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095573037417905986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccrhZaP0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IXwdM7jO8tg/s400/DSC09768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks quite creepy to me. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZyhZaPyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HI998bGziik/s1600-h/IMGP0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095569859142106914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZyhZaPyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HI998bGziik/s400/IMGP0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favourite pieces...SO CUTE HUH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccrBZaPzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kLri7Qcz8iQ/s1600-h/IMGP0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095573028827971378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccrBZaPzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kLri7Qcz8iQ/s400/IMGP0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bamboo shoots...gettit?!? Bamboo-shoots??!! (If you don't, you are seriously slow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccsRZaP2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/IsREXKXfTu4/s1600-h/IMGP0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095573050302807906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccsRZaP2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/IsREXKXfTu4/s400/IMGP0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instillation art. Pretty abstract huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccsBZaP1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/c8BNtworym4/s1600-h/IMGP0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095573046007840594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccsBZaP1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/c8BNtworym4/s400/IMGP0830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 scrolls of hand-drawn hair. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccsxZaP3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/PygNtM-absA/s1600-h/IMGP0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095573058892742514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrccsxZaP3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/PygNtM-absA/s400/IMGP0833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another instillation art, describing women. I swear I dunno what exactly is that furry structure in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcevhZaP4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ncRSX-glwI4/s1600-h/DSCN6313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095575305160638338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcevhZaP4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ncRSX-glwI4/s400/DSCN6313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The structure behind...a wedding dress made up of stones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZyBZaPxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XuCMr_dHaAg/s1600-h/DSCN6329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095569850552172306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcZyBZaPxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XuCMr_dHaAg/s400/DSCN6329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and clifford. The art is really life-sized...and there are lots of them. Really marvel at the artist's patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcewBZaP5I/AAAAAAAAAP4/EN00fu969z8/s1600-h/IMGP0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095575313750572946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcewBZaP5I/AAAAAAAAAP4/EN00fu969z8/s400/IMGP0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prints on display. Like brushes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577392514744274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgpBZaP9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/O1K2KckMW-k/s400/IMGP0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is nice too..kinda like musical notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgqhZaQAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/LnrDVyr6Jgw/s1600-h/IMGP0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577418284548098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgqhZaQAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/LnrDVyr6Jgw/s400/IMGP0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of a damn long art piece. Liked it because of the butterflies...so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjChZaQCI/AAAAAAAAARA/bM-pyz6fQEY/s1600-h/IMGP0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095580029624664098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjChZaQCI/AAAAAAAAARA/bM-pyz6fQEY/s400/IMGP0849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute! Makes me think of 'Nightmare before Christmas'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577426874482706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgrBZaQBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UCCgDWhcNYw/s400/IMGP0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjEBZaQGI/AAAAAAAAARg/BU7gx_bagD4/s1600-h/IMGP0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095580055394467938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjEBZaQGI/AAAAAAAAARg/BU7gx_bagD4/s400/IMGP0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjCxZaQDI/AAAAAAAAARI/RJwRB6y_v4Q/s1600-h/IMGP0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095580033919631410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjCxZaQDI/AAAAAAAAARI/RJwRB6y_v4Q/s400/IMGP0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjDhZaQFI/AAAAAAAAARY/VifU-4z6DhY/s1600-h/IMGP0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095580046804533330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjDhZaQFI/AAAAAAAAARY/VifU-4z6DhY/s400/IMGP0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjDRZaQEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/IJKnZ7AwzZ0/s1600-h/IMGP0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095580042509566018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcjDRZaQEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/IJKnZ7AwzZ0/s400/IMGP0873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A series of sweet, yet sad and lonely postcards. There are still lots of them, all with beautiful pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcexhZaP8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nBpimN_IPJc/s1600-h/IMGP0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095575339520376770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcexhZaP8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nBpimN_IPJc/s400/IMGP0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcexBZaP7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/24uC6-5Ijes/s1600-h/IMGP0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095575330930442162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcexBZaP7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/24uC6-5Ijes/s400/IMGP0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another favourite. This artwork is like a book, compiled with pictures and meaningful words. Love the usage of words. Chill~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgqBZaP_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/mSOch0kzDjU/s1600-h/IMGP0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577409694613490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgqBZaP_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/mSOch0kzDjU/s400/IMGP0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgphZaP-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/K_MjzA20--c/s1600-h/IMGP0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577401104678882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcgphZaP-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/K_MjzA20--c/s400/IMGP0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. SMILE, PPL! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmThZaQLI/AAAAAAAAASI/FLPaLYT9dww/s1600-h/IMGP0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583620217323698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmThZaQLI/AAAAAAAAASI/FLPaLYT9dww/s400/IMGP0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art using 3 canvas on friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583594447519874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmSBZaQII/AAAAAAAAARw/9DZ-HPl5lHk/s400/IMGP0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmTBZaQKI/AAAAAAAAASA/B192w2pPxls/s1600-h/DSC09764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583611627389090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmTBZaQKI/AAAAAAAAASA/B192w2pPxls/s400/DSC09764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oo, nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmSRZaQJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Gq9861ax0Ys/s1600-h/IMGP0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583598742487186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmSRZaQJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Gq9861ax0Ys/s400/IMGP0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty structure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmRhZaQHI/AAAAAAAAARo/1gj2jg3KfAc/s1600-h/DSC09762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583585857585266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcmRhZaQHI/AAAAAAAAARo/1gj2jg3KfAc/s400/DSC09762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcocBZaQNI/AAAAAAAAASY/7Ealx_HGn-g/s1600-h/IMGP0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095585965269467346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcocBZaQNI/AAAAAAAAASY/7Ealx_HGn-g/s400/IMGP0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the works that really caught all of our eyes. The detail and perspective are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcobxZaQMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/GFtYXDztlcA/s1600-h/IMGP0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095585960974500034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcobxZaQMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/GFtYXDztlcA/s400/IMGP0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up close. See the tree and desks? Superb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcodxZaQQI/AAAAAAAAASw/aEI-eBawz1U/s1600-h/IMGP0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095585995334238466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcodxZaQQI/AAAAAAAAASw/aEI-eBawz1U/s400/IMGP0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The canvas was hung above...the people seem to be falling, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcodRZaQPI/AAAAAAAAASo/3VUEkCFPMiE/s1600-h/IMGP0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095585986744303858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcodRZaQPI/AAAAAAAAASo/3VUEkCFPMiE/s400/IMGP0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion art. Inspired by Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcodBZaQOI/AAAAAAAAASg/T7mAsG3E0PY/s1600-h/IMGP0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095585982449336546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3nVuVtSITi4/RrcodBZaQOI/AAAAAAAAASg/T7mAsG3E0PY/s400/IMGP0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the kimono sleeves? SO COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And officially introducing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;
