<?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-29513351</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:25:30.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the end?!?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1834488622165949040</id><published>2010-03-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:15:18.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;haix so i'm just sitting in studio because i'm too lazy to move.or do work. but then again most of my work's in hall. so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;STARDUST IS TOMORROW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;and i still dont have a song. like, i don't seem to have a song that i feel represents me.kinda sad.cuz of course there are all those high screaming songs and he normal not-so-screaming songs and i've tried so many. but i shall persevere!lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1834488622165949040?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1834488622165949040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1834488622165949040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1834488622165949040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1834488622165949040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2010/03/haix-so-im-just-sitting-in-studio.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5684641077437080071</id><published>2010-03-19T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:55:09.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AKICON'S FINALLY OVER!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. major project where we have to build a span that can hold 6 l of water. span has to be 1.5m long. ours is really awesome! if i could say so myself. i'm proud of it, and proud that my group conquered every single obstacle that came our way. and omg were there a lot of obstacles. so many small things were gg wrong! not like, toal span failure but stupid things like, ourpecestal too weird, cannot hold span up, or, cardboard cut too short so must recut. but we finally did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bday was celebrated with cake being smashed into my face 2 times. tortured, but it was fun. and the leftover cake was edible and very nice.sheryl, sam and hoon bought me a purple dress.gwen bought me a watermelon clip! damn cute. still dunno what to get from my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5684641077437080071?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5684641077437080071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5684641077437080071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5684641077437080071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5684641077437080071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2010/03/akicons-finally-over-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8071443927307697056</id><published>2010-03-09T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T04:47:38.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog was dead for so long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i contemplated reviving it many times but i guess this is the first time i'm actually doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised i have changed alot. maybe become even more like what i am. more focused, more playful, a little more whimsical. i thought i couldnt get any crazier than i already was, but apparently i can:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss everyone from JC! seriously. i didnt realise it until i met up with shena and yy and then sheryl and sam. damn awesome to hang out with them again., given that i've changed so much, i'm so happy to know that we still click and i'm still accepted just like last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work is really getting tough. its been aki, aki, aki, cca, aki, go out, aki, aki, aki. and i think i;m gg to give up soon, as much as i know i shouldnt, and that if i do i'm just going to regret it for the rest of my life. but its tough. the things you would do for an epiphany.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then again, i've been writing more songs. AND NO THEY'RE NOT ABOUT BUILDINGS! lols. will upload on my other blog, when i have the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shouldnt be blogging now. then again, if i didnt start now, i dont think i would have ever started again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet up soon everyone:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8071443927307697056?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8071443927307697056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8071443927307697056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8071443927307697056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8071443927307697056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-blog-was-dead-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1171220136489772922</id><published>2009-08-06T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:45:38.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eusoff hall, here i come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I finally received my confirmation for on-campus accomodation!! i got my first choice some more. so shiok. Eusoff hall is the nearest to School of Design and Environment so... yay!! haha lols. shall go collect keys tomorrow!! hope i got the right room though. should be la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went to celebrate shuhao's and cheryl's bday yesterday!! we went to the Nude Restaurant in Ion Orchard. Sally, Mingching, Pei Ching, ShuHao, Cheryl, Weiying, Seow Peng, Jerry, Chen, Ynni and me and some other ppl i can't remember were there. finally our table became 'seperated' so it was me, ching,shuhao,sally and peiching sitting and laughing our heads off and the other ppl gossipping within themselves. but it was still damn fun because its been so long since i had a good laugh. my apple martini was AWESOME! much nicer than the lychee one. Shuhao ordered this drink called Sex on the Beach which was damn nice!! peach vodka. we were laughing our heads off the whole meal la. there was no end in our conversation from like, one topic to another to another. first time hanging out with peiching but somehow we clicked!! AND GET THIS, one of cheryl's friends from YJ was actually my primary school friend!! so cool la. she also stays in malaysia so we went back tgt. she was kinda tipsy so she called her bro to pick her up from sentral. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1171220136489772922?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1171220136489772922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1171220136489772922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1171220136489772922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1171220136489772922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/08/eusoff-hall-here-i-come.html' title='eusoff hall, here i come!!'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2531901552747534168</id><published>2009-08-03T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:44:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;RED CROSS PERFORMANCE SUCKED!!! lols. no sound check leh. and no sound check also at least have a professional to adjust mic volume, not some guy who cannot even understand when ppl point at their mic and point downwards. haix. but it was still damn fun!! i have to say the guys learned their parts well, especially BJ! damn fast sia. like one week. and we all got some experience now. LESSON TO BE LEARNT: always have soundcheck. i dunno why we weren't provided with one, but hey, too bad la. its over anyway, so i don't really wanna think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;looking forward to next performance!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went for rag today! quite fun la, albeit mundane jobs. we were papier mache-ing the chair that will be used in the float. so we just dump paper into the starch and paste it on the chair. had to leave cuz need to go home. wednesday also gg to leave early. the only real day i'll be there will be friday and sat (since we're staying over!!!) and we'll be moving all the floats and stuff to the location. alot of things will be done in the middle of the night cuz the competition starts early in the morning. its gonna be damn fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;totally missed ISTANA!!! Ahhhhhh. quite sad cuz like, we worked for it so hard and i didnt get to see the final product. stupid fever. but the fever was scary sia. 42.5 degrees!! freaked out the temp taker at woodlands polyclinic. i didnt know ppl can walk if their temp is so high. lols. missing the after party also cuz now have to go collect some unknown package that came for me. should be the NUS timetable and stuff la. haix. must go post office take, and the postoffice is freaking far from my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2531901552747534168?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2531901552747534168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2531901552747534168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2531901552747534168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2531901552747534168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/08/red-cross-performance-sucked-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5448250659857233364</id><published>2009-07-25T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:42:55.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wahh ltnb(long time no blog)!! wahh the more short forms i add the more i'll irritate shena so.... i shall use more short forms!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, today's prac was fun!! me and shena spent time dancing:) lols. we have a new MEMBER!! Benjamin. since colin can't make it on 1 august, yy pulled in this guy from her OG. he's pretty awesome and learns damn fast. goodgood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;camp was damn fun!! really liked my OG and we're damn violent. always playing violent games. hope at least some of us are in the same studio:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;performance on 1 aug!! damn enthu about it now. prac's improving and Benjamin has the potential to learn &lt;strong&gt;damn fast&lt;/strong&gt; so ya, right now, really can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHERYL CHIA HAS PASSED HER DRIVING!! lols. now it's just me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;life is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5448250659857233364?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5448250659857233364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5448250659857233364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5448250659857233364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5448250659857233364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/07/overdue-update.html' title='overdue update'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6023950933492232115</id><published>2009-06-28T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:06:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH!! Ajchoir alumni concert was damn nice!! so worth the money and walking and getting lost that we did before and after the concert. met yy at city hall mrt and we took a cab down to bencoolen hotel then we walked to waterloo street. asked directions from these 2 nice ppl working at a hotel and they were like, "waterloo is 3 km away" and then told us they're joking. concert was AWESOME!!!!! lols pls go to facebook and watch the videos. anw, ACAPELLA PRAC!! colin and chee ang weren't there. we managed to complete the choreo for the whole thing so next prac will be abt running and getting the seal of approval from the guys. then of course they have to learn also la:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh need to sleep alr. tml gg for the preparation for the istana art event at NUS. wonderful:)) sounds like alot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-6023950933492232115?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6023950933492232115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6023950933492232115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6023950933492232115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6023950933492232115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh-ajchoir-alumni-concert-was-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6924793154585107694</id><published>2009-06-23T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T10:05:36.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>songsinmydiary.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second blog i was talking about:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-6924793154585107694?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6924793154585107694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6924793154585107694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6924793154585107694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6924793154585107694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/songsinmdiary.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5102193348882383510</id><published>2009-06-23T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:40:04.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy feet and painful hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm sorry you didn't get in:( but I know you well enough to know that you'll never give up on doing the things you love. So dance, Miss Happy Feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lols. totally normal day. almost done arranging Because Of You. Using my brother's computer becuse he's hogging my Cakewalk Home Studio 2002.Guitar playing finally sounds like a guitar! rockin'. Hand hurts though. got acapella tomorrow!! looking forward to it:) apparently we need to do a fundraising-inspirational song( if we can) so we gotta decide on that song too. can choose to sing that song with backgroud music also la. would be easier:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I spent an IMMENSE amount over the past few months!! seriously man, gotta curb spending. i havent totally deflated that 1K from that project job yet, but it's close. keep on withdrawing money like siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a joke before i go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What did one blonde say to another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"HEY!! do we go to the same hair salon?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5102193348882383510?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5102193348882383510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5102193348882383510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5102193348882383510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5102193348882383510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-feet-and-painful-hands.html' title='happy feet and painful hands'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7154234291513897106</id><published>2009-06-16T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:48:57.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;woohoo. I hope that this time I'll confirm get a hostel spot. I emailed the people and they told me to re-apply as an international student (i think more chance of getting) so that's what I've done. Now everything is in the hands of LOA. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kind of tired with bags under my eyes. supposed to get out today and meet sheryl and sam and go shopping but it was cancelled since sam is broke and the main reason why we planned to go there was to go to a shop she wanted to go( I can't remember which shop to save my life).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AHH i will get a hostel room!!!! i must. Aki is apparently a killer. the senior I was talking to was like,"alot of my wood is out-sourced. we don't really have alot of time to cut it ourselves." Out-sourced means that they buy it from ??? where it comes pre-cut. i think you have to send them your plans and measurements or sth. its gg to be really satisfying at the end:)) i mean, after all that work, when freshies like us go in and say,"omg your proj is so nice!!" you're bound to be proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7154234291513897106?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7154234291513897106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7154234291513897106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7154234291513897106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7154234291513897106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1608494063063691329</id><published>2009-06-16T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:25:10.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>crap la. i think we wasted alot of acapella time laughing at each other's crap. with yy doing weird 'du's while sticking her neck out and chee ang's octave jump that his throat tends to forget to my very-techno-like punches.but we still managed to accomplish stuff. finished the front of OTR and the first 2 pages of I'm Yours. regret my weird beats again, i'm so sorry ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was fun. cant wait to sing at the performance! we're gg to put up a great one. difficult songs and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else did i do? nothing actually. gg for driving  on thursday. hope no one dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1608494063063691329?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1608494063063691329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1608494063063691329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1608494063063691329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1608494063063691329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2873626657664447240</id><published>2009-06-10T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:16:48.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I Plan To Have by 2010</title><content type='html'>haha. i think there's too many things that i plan to have and i keep messing them up.so, list. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.A DSLR of some sort. for fun.thinking of buying a second hand one.&lt;br /&gt;2.My saxophone!! lols.prob an alto or tenor.&lt;br /&gt;3.A new piano:) cant deal with sticky keys anymore.&lt;br /&gt;4.guitar lessons.cuz dad said i can learn on my own, but my playing still sounds like dying chicken.&lt;br /&gt;5.A wall that I can design and paint on my own in my house. already planning that:))&lt;br /&gt;6.Another round trip arnd Malaysia.hopefully with me driving:)))))&lt;br /&gt;7.Overseas trip with my clique ppl!thailand's on the cards:)&lt;br /&gt;8.more choir scores:) trip to esplanade anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. will update once i get those stuff:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2873626657664447240?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2873626657664447240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2873626657664447240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2873626657664447240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2873626657664447240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-that-i-plan-to-have-by-2010.html' title='Things That I Plan To Have by 2010'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2022286460500241097</id><published>2009-06-06T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T05:24:51.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post!! AHHHHH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OoOoO this is my 100th post!!!(i know mingching reached his like, ages ago.) lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nvr get in. so sad:( but hey the experience was super insanely fun!! and YOUYING GOT IN!! so can support her:) met alot of nice ppl, like Iris, Benjamin(CJ) and Maria. Saw Zi and Shah!! Hope they got thru to the next round, they should cuz they are freaking AWESOME!! lols. i know i sound a little too enthu for a person who just like, kena thrashed at the thing she likes to do best, bt honestly, i'm fine. lols. and i'm seriously happy for the others. Iris and Youying got in, CJ should have cuz he has a mad voice and so do Shah and Zi. Was being totally spastic la, but CJ started it with all his,"i'm gg to pimp my crutch(he has _____arthritis (the blank being a word that means early or at a young age.i think it was premature, not very sure la.))" and me gg all ,"ya then you can use it as a new mike stand and like hoble off stage with it, and you'll have sympathy votes...blah blah". Thinking of it, THANK GOD he had a sense of humour sia. anyone else would have been seriously offended and given me the Hazel-stare. and before that, the previous day we were queueing and Iris, yy and I were talking about alot of movies, mainly night at the museum 2 and twilight. lols. lucky she was not some tao person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All in all, it was really a fun experience la. gurmit is crazy la, super alot of energy, getting us to do crazy dances which were not v effective in warming us up but sure put us in the mood for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CJ also writes songs!! so cool right? he was eavesdropping on my and yy's convo on how i'm setting up a new blog to post my own compositions cuz i'm so bored of keeping them at home. HIS MAIN INFLUENCE IS JASON MRAZ!!! omgomgomgomg. jason mraz fan to jason mraz fan. woohoo!! lols. totally forgot to take his contact la. he should get in so yy will get it next time she sees him. SO FREAKING AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OH ya he also had this spastic game where he chose ppl to go down and he will tell the story and those ppl must like make the sound. YY was chosen so i grabbed her cam and started filming. The game was pretty sane( i wasnt laughing much, so ya quite sane) until it reached this guy. gurmit was like, "the boy was bouncing a ball" and that guy totally put his hand near his crotch area and tried to imitate a ball bouncing, but it came out as "dick,dick,dick". Damn funny!!!!I think i was the first one who got it sia. momentary lag and then everyone burst out in laughter. story continued and gurmit started asking for horny animals like, horny cow, horny lion". Then reached that "dick" guy again and gurmit asked for "horny horse". the guy was like,"neigh, snort" and gurmit was like, NO NO. then gurmit said,"wrong, it should be like this. Neigh, snort, dick,dick,dick." TOTALLY WHACKED OUT FUNNY!! coulnt control my laughter anymore( you know that when you're recording you try not to make noise bcuz itll be v clear) so now the vid has a sadako-like background growling that was me then i tried to control my laughter. Oh my God it was so freaking fun I cant believe it. It made all the queueing and 3 hours of sleep worth it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dick,dick,dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2022286460500241097?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2022286460500241097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2022286460500241097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2022286460500241097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2022286460500241097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/ooooo-this-is-my-100th-posti-know.html' title='100th post!! AHHHHH!!'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6822417582680366059</id><published>2009-06-04T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:52:50.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So today I'm staying at my grandmother's house so that tml i can go there with youying early. lols. so kancheong but really no choice. i know ppl who are staying over there okay. lols. should see cheryl, azizi, shah and probably Jae. Wonder how its gg to be. lols. should be super crowded la, if i one person knows about 4 other ppl are joining, there must be alot of ppl joining. lols. must be within the first 500!! or must come back another day. DUN WANT TO. but if have to, dammit, i'm gg to camp there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-6822417582680366059?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6822417582680366059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6822417582680366059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6822417582680366059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6822417582680366059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/singapore-idol.html' title='Singapore Idol'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-719949942395645835</id><published>2009-06-04T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:38:30.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing and escapism</title><content type='html'>I wonder. I miss the times we used to sing about escape and running away just to feel happy. Songs like Great Escape. Kind of miss those times cuz it would be ppl like me, Sheryl and Sam just singing at the top of our voices, and for a moment feel free of AJ's constricted environment, grey aged walls and institutionalised organisation. I wonder if we'll ever have times like that ever again. Secondary school and JC was fun because of all the singing. Super good memories of being on stage, even though the performances were not always awesome. wouldnt change a moment of it. Singing under the umbrellas in AJ, while wondering what debauchery(i got the spelling right on the first try!!) was going on in NEXUS(or shall I say, SEXUS). None of us could really sing Great Escape, cuz of the range, but if there is one thing i really miss is the fact that we could anyhow whack without worrying what we sound like. really miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll write a song&lt;br /&gt;That turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;When both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We'll hope it's for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We The Kings:Secret Valentine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-719949942395645835?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/719949942395645835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=719949942395645835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/719949942395645835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/719949942395645835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/06/singing-and-escapism.html' title='Singing and escapism'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4702700447174000176</id><published>2009-05-30T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:57:08.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cohesion</title><content type='html'>I don't really know where to start cuz it happened alot of times with me, different scenarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I guess when it comes down to being a group everyone always has their own opinions. When these opinions match, they form a sort of cohesion, somewhat like mob theory as mentioned in The Series of Unfortunate Events: The Vile Village (book 7). Sometimes everyone has different opinions and they share it, leading to a development of their cohesion as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sometimes though, our opinions are at opposites ends of a pole. It isn’t wrong, and that’s not what I’m here to prove. Everyone’s opinions and always right and respected because each of us is different in infinite aspects. It comes down to accepting what each other has to say instead of pushing your own point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Not shooting anyone here, because I am like that too. I tend to push my POV to override what other people think. And I am wrong to do that. But so is everyone else who does that. Especially when 2 people who feel the extreme need to feel right, whether it’s for their own belief(not as in religion, more of what they believe is right) or their ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess the solution is to sit down and have a nice long talk. After all, what everyone else has to say is equally important as what I have to say. Or we wouldn't have been created so diverse in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;FYI: Post inspired by recent events, not wholly about recent events (some dating back to sec 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4702700447174000176?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4702700447174000176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4702700447174000176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4702700447174000176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4702700447174000176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/05/cohesion.html' title='Cohesion'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5975067724637052831</id><published>2009-05-22T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:01:48.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW THEME SONG!! for me la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;No Boundaries-Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seconds, hours, so many days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know what you want, but how long can you wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every moment last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When you feel you've lost your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if my chances were already gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I started believing that I could be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you give me one good reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To fight and never walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here I am, still holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With every step, you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every breath, it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I fought to the limit, to stand on the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if today is as good as it gets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't know where the future's heading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But nothing's gonna bring me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've jumped every bridge and I've run every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I risked being safe but I always knew why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I always knew why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So here I am, still holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With every step, you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every breath, it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You can go higher, you can go deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no boundaries above and beneath you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Break every rule 'cause there's nothing between you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With every step, you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every breath, it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah, there are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With every step, you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every breath, it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Currently in LOVE with Kris Allen!!! Lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5975067724637052831?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5975067724637052831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5975067724637052831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5975067724637052831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5975067724637052831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-theme-song-for-me-la.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7530603663977090380</id><published>2009-05-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:47:33.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Totally no idea why i like this song:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta - Touch My Hand &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saw you from a distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saw you from the stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Something about the look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Something about your beautiful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In a sea of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There is only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I never knew what the song was about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But suddenly now I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reach out as far as you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only me, only you, and the band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let this feeling end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Until I touch your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I see the sparkle of a million flashlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A wonderwall of stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But the one that’s shining out so bright is the one right where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reach out as far as you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only me, only you, and the band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let this feeling end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Until I touch your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saw you from the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saw you from the stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Something about the look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Something about your beautiful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let this feeling end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Until I touch your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let this feeling end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can’t let the music stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Until I touch your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause if I do it’ll all be over, I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll never get the chance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reach out as far as you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only me, only you, and the band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7530603663977090380?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7530603663977090380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7530603663977090380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7530603663977090380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7530603663977090380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/05/totally-no-idea-why-i-like-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-963650312779224318</id><published>2009-05-17T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:49:22.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow alot has been up lately. alot of singing with acapella group,hanging out with sheryl and sam with ALOT of xbox playing. driving has been a blast cuz i'm not stalling anymore!! haha.mum got some mayday model partnership award thingy so went for that event.sit until butt pain but it was nice to see my mom take prize.took photos and one scandalous photo in which my mom's colleague looks like she's grabbing another guy's crotch (of course, her hand was like just swinging by). very funny. met shah and zi to sing and finally ended up talking about pokemon. very funny sia. like how old alr.but still it was damn fun:) lols. dont really blog anymore. kinda lost the drive to blog that i used to have. haix. used to blog like evryday and now its like once a month. waitin for the drive to come back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-963650312779224318?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/963650312779224318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=963650312779224318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/963650312779224318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/963650312779224318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-alot-has-been-up-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5398660894792602028</id><published>2009-04-22T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:41:40.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wow. too much has been up. really. from driving to meeting up with shenana to arrange "don't matter" to teaching at Pro-teach to ACTUALLY MEETING HAFIS AND GETTING CRITIQUE to trying to arrange more songs........ the list really goes on. Seems like a little bit but once you throw in late nights arranging songs, sore throats and the flu, its quite alot. not to mention my horrible driving where i keep on stalling... lols. hi-larious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;invested in a beautiful journal with a little red riding hood theme that cost 8 bucks (gasp) since i havent had time to blog. but i know that this year is gg to be AWESOME!! i'm really hoping me and Sheryl end up in the same course!! selection test's on SUNDAY so we've been practicing. our model building has improved tremendously, starting out with a squashed parallelogram and fish shape to two storey buildings with curved roofs and curved second storey walls and pointed roofs. looking at it i think we'll get in. already practiced so hard:) shena applied for real estate so if she gets it too we'll be in the same school!! so awesome:) i hope it happens:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5398660894792602028?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5398660894792602028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5398660894792602028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5398660894792602028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5398660894792602028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3845109569527738399</id><published>2009-04-05T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T06:14:39.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;wahh. pizza making has been postponed because my mom forgot not to cook. utter genius i tell you. anyway, nothing better to do. found this old book on origami architecture so i'm having fun with the stuff. will post pictures:) its like making 3D images of things from paper by cuttin the pattern and then making it stick out. hard to explain so i'll just upload photos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;very bored. facebook is killing me with absolute slowness and therefore i gave up. looking for a job so those with lobang...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing much really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3845109569527738399?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3845109569527738399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3845109569527738399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3845109569527738399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3845109569527738399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/04/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-408110981827435280</id><published>2009-04-02T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:04:21.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;watched detroit metal city!! it was super hilarious sia. i was laughing at odd places which drew questioning glances from shena but in the end we all agreed it was funny. that guy's acting ( let me see...i think his name was kenichi matsuyama or sth like that) was super funny!! cant believe it was the same guy who acted as L in deathnote. which goes to show that he's a really great actor. ate in macs where we talked about alot of stuff. sat at ???( cant rmb the name of the shop) and talked and ate donuts. tried to sing only you, with not much success. after that i went to woodlands. shena lent me her choir scores to photocopy so i went to photocopy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;reach singapore super early so i went to causeway point to sit/sleep until like 1015. brought only you score so i was looking thru it but finally fell asleep again. decided to splurge so i bought 3 tops from bossini (i know, some ppl are thinking, splurge= c&amp;amp;k or heatwave but bossini?!?) for about 60 bucks. had lunch with mum and then went to bugis to sing with sec school ppl. was kinda fun with ching choosing songs like hollaback girl and when i grow up. left arnd 530. luckily got bus sia, unlike that day when i had to wait abt 1.5 hours before a bus came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; yesterday went to wcp to play+ climb all the rope stuff. was very fun!! there was this little malay boy(3 years old?) who was smiling at sheryl non-stop and we were saying that he was probably wishing he can marry her in the future. i find it amusing how small kids proclaim their love for each other at such a young age. very funny!! somehow when we grow up we lose the confidence and tend to second-guess ourselves before even thinking of doing such stuff. kinda funny in a sad way.Anyway here are some pics(most of them are in sams i phone so...):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4jJyiOuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qvBTRj8FcD8/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320009605150030562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4jJyiOuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qvBTRj8FcD8/s320/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sheryl being her spastic self. not obvious in the pic, but she was kind of hopping around in front of the camera hoping to be in the photo. very lols. we were totally being retarded even before reaching the climbing stuff la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4joYodnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BJk23f6YKXA/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320009613362886258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4joYodnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BJk23f6YKXA/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gorgeous bougainvillea!! they were so beautiful but the richness of the colour wasnt really captured in the photo. gg to buy a noob professional cam once i got the money cuz i wanna learn how to take nice photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4jEIdcaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sdl9r0iUf-I/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320009603631378850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4jEIdcaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sdl9r0iUf-I/s320/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sheryl posing. no idea what this pose is, but you surely not going to find it on a runway anytime soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4juC_tZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BS2pqgKUw4o/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320009614882747794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4juC_tZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BS2pqgKUw4o/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;very funny tree!! cant really see from the photo but one half of its leaves are red and the other half is green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4j7EEkJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pV7coO6LJCs/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320009618376921234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4j7EEkJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pV7coO6LJCs/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;random ship we saw when we were sitting at this look out area along the coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR7FLSVbOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bRhOMCGdAQg/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320012388690652386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR7FLSVbOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bRhOMCGdAQg/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;some stick sticking out if the ocean. took it for utter randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;totally wore ourselves out so we all headed back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/29513351-408110981827435280?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/408110981827435280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=408110981827435280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/408110981827435280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/408110981827435280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-watched-detroit-metal-city-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SdR4jJyiOuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qvBTRj8FcD8/s72-c/DSC00162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4017331457473298232</id><published>2009-03-27T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:37:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ahh!! rebonded my hair. I think its nice la but my bro says itll be nicer with a long fringe.i  like it though.slight ammonia smell:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;havent blogged for ages! went for Virtuoso to watch yy perform and she was really good!! was fun watching her:) really proud of my sop SL!! although she din get in, she had awesome fun on stage and in the end that's what really matters:) got to go onstage to sing song during the games session. Actually all 3 of us (ching, shena and me) went on stage to sing. was really fun!! we should spend our coupon guys.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went bowling and movie-ing with sally alot. watched marley &amp;amp; me and push. Push storyline is nice, so ppl who like to think should go watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wanted to go escape with sam, sheryl and bro but we realised it was CLOSED. so we went ecp to cycle and my bro taught me how to cycle!! or course i had that petrified look on my face and all, but i finally can cycle so future no need to take tandem bike. not very good yet la, but at least can move without falling. almost broke the BK glass wall by ramming the bike into it. tried to skip pebbles but failed. ran across the place where the drain exits into the sea (where the water is suprisingly clean). almost killed a child by hitting her bike. luckily she wasnt on it:)) found a live clam, saw a girl stripping on the beach so that her bf can put sun block. weird day, as usual. but it was awesome fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;talked alot and laughed alot. i swear i havent laughed like that in a long time. love my clique:)) hoon din come cuz she's working:( but it was okay. she better come next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Gg to watch detroit metal city tml!! should be very funny. the advert looked damn funny la so i cant wait to watch it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;still trying to find scores for accapella!! can only find those classical songs which is a bit weird, esp if your grp is just starting out. so... still searching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;loving my hair, and hazel LETS HAVE A SLEEPOVER!! will have to check with my parents but i'll ask:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope i wont take so long to blog again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4017331457473298232?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4017331457473298232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4017331457473298232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4017331457473298232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4017331457473298232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahh-rebonded-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2473851543843843269</id><published>2009-03-05T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:27:50.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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 align="left"&gt;Ok, I've resurrected my blog. I know its been dead but ive been busy with work and other stuff. but work in general has been pretty fun. we did alot of spastic things, squealed everytime we found out a whole block was occupied with offices and all that jazz. I'm glad its over and now i'm just going to wait for my $$$ to come. Brother's in Taiwan so i currently dont have someone to disturb at home. Quite sad cuz even my dog loses interest in me after a while. Anyway, here are sone photos me and Sheryl took on our last day in Lim Chu Kang (which, by the way, is nothing like Yio Chu Kang. Super ulu sia. and alot of lorries.) We walked like crap just to get from one shop to another and we got a lift from a helpful delivery guy.(I know, no lifts from strangers, but we didnt really have a choice. We had been walking continuously for about 2 hours.)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_3dRjKhOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2hFRCi3qHP4/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_44grsT4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Q_ulwRqv9z4/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309736135422660482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_44grsT4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Q_ulwRqv9z4/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_442EcERI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MSLHa0f4mpI/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309736141163598098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_442EcERI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MSLHa0f4mpI/s320/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Generally just us being spastic on Lim Chu Kang Lane ???.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_45PNxyEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CUgWIIGglcE/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309736147913656386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_45PNxyEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CUgWIIGglcE/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very mouldy signboard at the bus stop. The road was so covered with sand, everytime a lorry passed by, we had to bury our heads in something so that our eyes don't tear up and we don't sneeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_45AyqOfI/AAAAAAAAAII/JFCsg4SOHqg/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309736144041818610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_45AyqOfI/AAAAAAAAAII/JFCsg4SOHqg/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_45WKSIXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JYonhKWwzOk/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309736149778047346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_45WKSIXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JYonhKWwzOk/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mingching's pictures at Parkway something-or-another. From extreme left its Dante and the other is Dali. We got shooed of cuz its a sensitive building with alot of Ambassador Offices. He nvr upload so i upload. Lols.&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/29513351-2473851543843843269?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2473851543843843269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2473851543843843269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2473851543843843269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2473851543843843269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-ive-resurrected-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/Sa_44grsT4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Q_ulwRqv9z4/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1832221572692145809</id><published>2009-02-14T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:23:32.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines' Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Hey ppl!! Happie valentines' day!! lols. Mine is spent at home, cooking lamb chop, facebooking, playing solitaire and doing chores. but hey, it was a nice day for relaxing. I quit at archives so now i'm free. until tuesday. ask me if you dunno why cuz there's many reasons why i can't type it here. anyway, my mom bought me a rose! so sweeet of her. and sheryl gave me some lantern- like ornament which is really cool. kinda sad that valentines' day is spent at home but its not that bad to be single! only problem is, when your friends are attached, you have to be a lightbulb. but i guess that's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1eWecMOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/shIcTa34qZA/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302625144309297378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1eWecMOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/shIcTa34qZA/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the rose my mom bought!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, since i'm uploading photos, might as well upload a few more right? so here they are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302625150500151298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1etidIAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YcmYecFhV3Y/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1evbiPhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0pd8yzEozJk/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302625151007997458" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1evbiPhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0pd8yzEozJk/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bubble and Fifi. Youying's dogs. They're just totally adorable la. love them to bits!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1etjct0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/IejRk4cymgc/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302625150504318786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SZa1etjct0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/IejRk4cymgc/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Me and sheryl took this photo on the way to archives. I think its actually very nice cuz if you look carefully you can see Sheryl and I in the background. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Apparently our A results are coming out on 9 march. not totally confirmed yet but that's what most ppl are saying so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dun really have much to say today. quite bored with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29513351-1832221572692145809?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1832221572692145809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2433431471471312923</id><published>2009-02-10T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:14:48.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bye Bye- Mariah Carey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is for my people's who just lost somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Put your hand way up high, we will never say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is for my people's who lost their grandmothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's something more than saying, "I miss you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But when we talked too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;All them grown full things separation brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You never let me know it, you never let it show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Because you loved me and obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There's so much more left to sayI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;f you were with me today face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish I could talk to you for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish I could find a way try not to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And soon as you reached a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Still I'll give the whole world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I'm bragging next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;With the teddy bear you gave me that I held so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I thought you were so strong that you can make it through whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish I could talk to you for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish I could find a way try not to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And soon as you reached a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Still I'll give the world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I'm bragging next to youIt feels like you gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Great people leave footprints in your heart, no matter how faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Goodbye Jacqueline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2433431471471312923?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2433431471471312923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2433431471471312923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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So exciting. But so scary also la. The QFs are on thursday AND I HAVEN'T PICKED A SONG YET!!! very holy cow. confir need to take leave oin wed to go prac le. throat's still acting up but hey, i did auditions with a funky throat didn't i? I'll just pull that magic again. today was bored to death in archives again except from the occasional humor i got from watching my colleague alvin fall asleep (i worried first ok? then i loled). Anw, grats girls!! We'll go all the way!! Need to sincerely and seriously thank mingching, colin and kangting for helping all 3 of us!! Its been great fun too! i actually had loads of fun preparing for auditions. Let's have fun all the way to finals girls!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7530919511398937168?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7530919511398937168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7530919511398937168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7530919511398937168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7530919511398937168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-all-got-through-to-quarterfinals-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5217908441799332965</id><published>2009-02-07T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:35:52.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yo ppl!! hahax. i finally have time to blog at home since my office computer has NO INTERNET CONNECTION. haix. yesterday i was told to search their photo database for photos related to cold war. my in-charge, kevin, gave me a list of keywords to search for so i was just busy printing. Anyway, yesterday we went for Virtuoso 2009 auditions. all of our auditions seemed to havve gone well so we're just crossing our fingers. Hope we all get in so that we can continue meeting up to practice. Those days were really enjoyable so i wish we can continue that. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Life is currently at a standstill. It feels very weird not to be learning anything. Sinve i forgot to sign up for FTT after passing BTT, I'm like not doing anything now. Feels like a waste of time but i guess soon we'll all be studying again in uni. I WANT TO DO WELL AND GO INTO A GOOD COURSE!! dun wan to have wasted 2 years( although you cant really say it was a waste since i met so many great ppl.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anw, High School Never Ends by Bowling For Soup is one of the songs i've been listening alot to vuz it seems it really is true. All the gossip and backstabbing, check. Crazy in-charge you wanna keep running away from? Check. The funny ppl that you just seem to be able to talk to? Check. The weird ppl that make you just stare at them? Check. Everything's there la. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lols ok i gtg. Hope to see everyone soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5217908441799332965?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5217908441799332965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5217908441799332965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5217908441799332965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5217908441799332965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo-ppl-hahax.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4575844947547669153</id><published>2009-02-02T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T06:26:16.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wahh. today's my first day at National Archives. It's really dead down there man. I cant believe sheryl has lasted there for so long without going crazy. Remember the cold room i talked about in the last post? well, if the Colr Room was silent, National Archives is what Earth will sound like once there are no more living things on it. Seriously, it's that bad. I almost cracked myself up but have to control cuz i'm sure that even if i laugh softly it'll be heard from the boss' office. my boss (called Praying Mantis in future reference) really looks like a praying mantis. Which is scary. And she's those naggy kind. Kind of got on my nerves but i managed to pretend and smile and say "ya,ya,ya" to everything. Damn i deserve an oscar!! i felt like slapping her listening to the way she talked to another employee. No doubt the employee is below her in rank but she talked to him like he's stoopid la. Anyway, that employee guy is nice so i'm under him and it's not that bad. Can't stand that praying mantis. And there's another woman( henceforth called Nagger) who spent like 20 mins telling us to do things when she could have used like 1 min. She just keep umm, oh... etc etc. very pro la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You know what's the best thing? they use floppy disks to transfer info. Please la. The computer I'm typing this on has no floppy disk slot cuz floppy disk is so outdated it's ancient.  But my job not that bad la. Just database updating. Quite ok la. but that room is also damn cold. Haix.Jacket time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok i gg to sleep already. tired. seeya ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4575844947547669153?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4575844947547669153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4575844947547669153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4575844947547669153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4575844947547669153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/02/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5525833872745011062</id><published>2009-01-28T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:41:12.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hi. just super bored at work cuz, again, they have nothing for us to do. so i'm just sitting here and surfing the Net. gets really boring after a while. can't wait to meet shena yy mingching ND Kngting to practice for the competition later. at least i can get out of this dreaded place. I'm seriously going to fall asleep here if i dont do something interesting now. so i'm downloading a trial HP game to play. i think it's called burger shop. lols. well, anything beas sitting here with nothing to do. you'd think i would be happy not having any work to do but the truth is, when there's nothing to do in this place, it's just too boring a place to do anything else. can't even go facebook which is pretty sad but at least i can blog-hop. just so.utterly.bored.now.... and its freezing as usual. so not only is the environment boring, its also hostile. hostile not in the war way but in the cold way. haix. 88% downloaded.... HURRY UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5525833872745011062?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5525833872745011062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5525833872745011062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5525833872745011062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5525833872745011062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1389816795309470522</id><published>2009-01-28T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:17:55.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just changed my blogskin, as is very obvious. The fun thing about it is i got paid to do it. Cuz noone has any work for a sad little temp like me. The other temp is busy slacking too i guess. Cant really see what's going on behind my cublicle like place. Can't wait for tomorrow!!!! lols. and i realised that i like how the colour blue looks on my blog. so there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1389816795309470522?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1389816795309470522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1389816795309470522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1389816795309470522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1389816795309470522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-changed-my-blogskin-as-is-very.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5082889177161752359</id><published>2009-01-27T23:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:19:06.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ahh i havent blogged like forever!! ok. Gg for the auditions for SMU Virtuoso 09 on sat with youying and shena. Hope we all get in. I'm not sure what they're singing but I'm singing I'mYours by Jason Mraz. Lols. really miss being on stage alone. Still remember fucking up auditions for AJ Idol 07 but this time it's not gg to be the same. For once, I'm gg to take care of my throat!! ( except for the Tom Yam Ban Mian I had for lunch...) anyway I'm hoping all three of us will get to the next round!! Pray pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway us+ Colin+ Kangting went to yy's house to practice that day. It was such awesome fun man!! really laughed too much. Should stop laughing so much cuz after that we all couldnt really sing anymore. Totally loved yy's dogs!! They are soooooooo adorable!! And her parents are great too. I hope this Thursday's practice will be good too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well today Serene ( another temp at my office) and me completed arranging the files in the makeshift storeroom. Man that took alot of effort. I cant believe we al actually managed to enter all the information fromte files as well as arrange them in numerical order and STILL have 2 more days in here. But hey, girl power!! We pasted stamps fo envelopes today too. Did about 900+ envelopes. After that we were told that some had the wrong stamps ( too expensive ones) and we had to soak the envelopes to remove them. That's basically how our whole morning went. Now we're just slacking (and getting paid to slack) while we wait for more things to do. Read through my Basic Theory since my test is on Friday. So many people already passed so I better pass!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, really wanna meet up with people like Mingching ( who I get to see tomorrow!!!!:D) and Jocelyn and LeiNuo and Audrey and the other million people I promised to keep in touch with after O levels. Of course there are some people I DON'T want to see but that can be dealt with in due course. Really miss (almost) everyone like WeiShan and Melissa and ShuTing and ShiHui and more of the people I miss sooooo much!! Also wanna meet up with my bimbo clique cuz everyone's just been so busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My clique (with Sheryl as leader) is planning this Sandcastling Outing for some Red Cross exco and that has gotten us on the phone for like hours since there always seems to be problems with it. Finally going to present it at a meeting but Chia and Hoon won't be there so Sam and me have to like handle all their questions. I better bring a stress ball!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Another thing. Lols. Me and Hoon and Chia + Shena and Shona went for some trial classes at StudioWu and MovingArts. Really loved street jazz at StudioWu but i think if i joined I'll be that techer's one and only failure. Yes I was that bad. But it was awesome fun cuz theteacher was good and his choreo was way hotter than Moving Arts. MovingArts wasn't that bad but StudioWu simply trumped it la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm gg to be working at the National Archives of Singapore next week onwards. Chia doesn't seem to like it there but I don't have the details. I hope it isn't that bad cuz I'm looking for good experiences int he working world. Hard to find but ya... I wish that all this experience will help in the future and therefore I wanted to work in NAS (abovementioned archives). Cuz the scope there seems to be different from regular office jobs, with summarising and research etc. etc. Hopefully it'll be beneficial for me once I get into Architecture at NUS or some other local university ( I really hope i get it!!!) The pay there is also better though it comes down to around the same when i work out travelling time plus the number of hours I'll be able to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Currently seated in The Cold Room where noone plays music or talks interesting stuff. Wrapped up in a scarf cuz, apart from its fiurative meaning, this room is literally colder than normal rooms. Hence, scarf. Really bored cuz I don't have anything to do (and hence, this very long post too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In this office there's apparently a cool guy who's quitting his job to become a full time musician. So utterly awesome man. He's like, living my dream. One day, I shall be like him too. So cool la. I totally wish I could live this part of his life for him. I have no idea what he looks like though. I only know he's malay andhis name is Jamil or Jameil or Jamiel...you get the picture. He knows my mom and that's how i got all the info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, my dad bought an electronic drum set!! So cool right!! He bought it cuz my bro wanted it but there's no way he can stop me from using it!! Lols. I'm telling my bro to master it so that me and him and my dad and mum can form a band. That'll be like, so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Currently trying to find places to sing. Like a club or a wedding of just something. Really miss that feeling of owning the stage. You do get that feeling when you're in a choir, of course, but it's not as personal as you want it to be. Damn i am such an attention seeker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Guess I should either stop blogging or start a new post. I afraid this computer will hang on me. It's like, ancient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5082889177161752359?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5082889177161752359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5082889177161752359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5082889177161752359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5082889177161752359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahh-i-havent-blogged-like-forever-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-9007250653408072562</id><published>2008-11-05T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:48:51.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i KNOW. i know i shouldnt be blogging in the middle of As but my blog kind of looks pathetic. havent updated for more than a month. just been pretty occupied with As and all. Papers so far (GP, math p1, chem p3 and phy p3) were not overly hard i guess. Quite do-able except for the freaking complicatred questions for GP p1. other than that its not that bad la. cant wait for this to be over. im like, looking forward to exams just because i know that after that i dont have to care about them anymore. Got some major planning to do after As. So much time and nothing to do... hope my parents let me get somewhere to work. still have no idea where though. ok i guess that i better go study. math p2 tomorrow... god knows i need to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-9007250653408072562?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/9007250653408072562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=9007250653408072562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/9007250653408072562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/9007250653408072562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7425203468717593100</id><published>2008-09-04T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:10:02.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haven't blogged for very long. Well. Went to study with Mingching, Lei Nuo and Hao Yu (hope i got his name right) yesterday. Yj's math prelim paper was educational. Really feel like an idiot cuz there were alot of questions I couldn't do. Don't even think I would have passed. Lols. Prelim's coming soon so most of the time I've been at home studying (or trying to) or online. Sometimes I'm not really in the mood to study. Where is all that drive I had for O levels? Well. Hope the rest of my friends are studying and not lazing around like me. Tried to do chem but got infinitely bored. I've got to pass chem this time!! Already failed it at mid years.. my econs too. Have to pass both. Hope I do. Our teachers did really drill certain topics for econs so I'm banking on these topics being tested. Chem... sigh. A little hopeless at chem. Always have been. Hope I do well this time. Everyone else seems to be working hard. It is time to be working hard I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well teachers' day was jsut over on the first of september. The GP teachers + mr toh performed a whacked-out version of Duffy's Mercy. very lols. Mr toh and miss quek both took the caring teacher award. Hehe. Now mr toh can't bully people anymore. Ms siao also took a national award for something related to being caring. Really love her!! I don't know her that well but the concern she had for us when we came back from obs was really heartwarming. Many bands performed, especially one with all choir ppl except for the drummer who was from band. They performed "She's the one" by I-dunno-who. Cheryl also sang Sway. And one more song if i'm right. Can't really remember. I just know that teachers' day was quite fun cuz siew hoon came even though she said she wasn't going to and we were laughing our heads off for most of the time. Lols. Gave ms ewe, ms quek, mr bell, mr ng and mr chew photos with messages attached. messaged mr lim and mr zheng with a teacher's day message cuz both of them taught us, especially mr zheng. Miss him lots!! He was so hilarious. didnt have mr aw's number so didn't get to message him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so that's all that's happened in my life so far.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;70 days to As!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7425203468717593100?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7425203468717593100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7425203468717593100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7425203468717593100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7425203468717593100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/09/havent-blogged-for-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5283435122319501082</id><published>2008-08-24T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T23:27:34.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.What disappoints you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get something so hard but not getting it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;2.Where would you go if someone sponsors u a air ticket?&lt;br /&gt;Riva Del Garda, Italy. Lots of good memories.....&lt;br /&gt;3.Whats your favorite things to do?&lt;br /&gt;Singing, reading, listening to music and daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you think money can buy you happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. My friends and family can’t be bought, can they?&lt;br /&gt;5.If you had one dream to come true,what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Tour the world with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;7.What are u afraid to lose?&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends and my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;8.If you win one million,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Go with my family and friends to Riva Del Garda. They have GOT to see the place. Then save the rest.&lt;br /&gt;9.What do you dream of doing in future?&lt;br /&gt;Architecture or business. Not very sure now.&lt;br /&gt;10.What do you want most right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you believe in fate?Yup. But I also believe you make youre own fate and destiny. Hypocrite in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;12.What do you think it is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;friends, family, happiness and fulfilment.&lt;br /&gt;13.Who are the ones that can make you very happy when you're super upset no matter when?&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl, Sam, Hoonie. Mingching cuz he’s just super entertaining. My bro cuz he tends to give the “I understand” look. And he likes to give hugs.&lt;br /&gt;14.If you have a chance to choose, would you like to come back in time?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so. The only reason I ever wanted that was so that there wouldn’t be so much history to learn. But i got through that so...&lt;br /&gt;15.What is the thing you'd want to do before dying?&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone i know how important they have been in making me what Ive become today. Everyone wants to be appreciated and they do deserve appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;16.What is the stupidest thing you have done?&lt;br /&gt;Loads. I cant remember anything offhand. But one would be trusting the wrong person. No names being mentioned though.&lt;br /&gt;17.How do you feel when someone important ignores you?&lt;br /&gt;Very sad. Would try to find out what happened. But if i cant find out i guess the person would come and tell me about it when they’re ready.&lt;br /&gt;18.What you like most about earth?&lt;br /&gt;The earth has so much and it is willing to offer so much to mankind if only we were willing to extend our reach  just a little further and promise never to use it to harm other beings.&lt;br /&gt;19.Have you ever liked a person until you are willing to die for him or her?Er no. Maybe family or close friends. I’m sure of some people i would NOT die for though.&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you believe that who you fall for is a reflection of who you are?&lt;br /&gt; I guess so. I mean, you fall for a person you can relate to, right? So it probably means that you like a person who is somewhat like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:Remove 1 question from above and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions then tag 8 people to do this in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them through their tagbox. Mingching, Amanda( yes you, the butt smacker),Youying, Hazel , Shena, Shona, Zongyi, Xiaoping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5283435122319501082?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5283435122319501082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5283435122319501082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5283435122319501082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5283435122319501082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4489327796412154357</id><published>2008-07-27T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T02:05:23.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Its been a month since i last blogged and im really busy so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Summary of updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kena owned by exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went out to study with kartik and lun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Class wanted to play paintball but nothing's confirmed yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bought mini tiaras for the J2 Sops and sweets for J1 Sops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Choir farewell yesterday(BBQ at Pasir Ris Park). Had to leave even before the ceremony thing started though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saw Hoonie's boyfriend while studyin with lun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saw Zhi Hao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Apparently Kangting got owned by Nanyang Physics Concept test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazel came for Choir farewell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wasted 3 hours in the polyclinic for my blood test results only to find out that they're normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Its chronologically messed up but that's my life in general. Mingching's study leave is coming up so I guess we'll be studying day in day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Around 100 days to A levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4489327796412154357?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4489327796412154357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4489327796412154357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4489327796412154357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4489327796412154357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-month-since-i-last-blogged-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2157880658554159404</id><published>2008-06-23T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:48:55.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lols ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Er...ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#1 If your friend betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really, REALLY do not like betrayers. Barely talk to them even if they were once a close friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#2 If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To be happy come what may&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#3 What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will take what my other half says into consideration but probably simple with all my close friends and family ( which is quite a lot considering i consider AJChoir my family too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#4 Will you rather have a loving girl/boyfriend and little friends, or no girl/guy to love you yet many friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Currently stuck at the latter. But personally i think that both extremes have their pros and cons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#5 What if one day you realised that the person you love turns out to be different from whom you think he/she is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 sitches:&lt;br /&gt;1. He's better: I'll be glad i fell in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;2. He's worse: Depends on how bad it is. If its something minor I'll just deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#6 Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Both are equally blessed. But being loved is more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#7 Subway cookies or Famous Amos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Subway cookies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#8 Longest relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With my family or friends? 6 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt; of friendship with Mingching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#9 Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The fact that how well I score in exams is proportional to how much I study.( Which is not a lot.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#10 What do you want 1st most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My friends and family to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#11 Do you like being tagged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yup. Reminds me that there are people there willing to click on my link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#12 How do you see yourself in ten years' time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hotel manager. Hopefully. Married? Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#13 Who are the most important people in your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Clique-Sheryl,Samantha,Siew Hoon. Family. Mingching. Other good friends like Weilun, Xiankai and Kartik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#14 What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shuhao is a SCAMMER!! Cuz she made everyone who reads her blog do this thing. Lols jkjk. She's a really sweet person who is a good friend. Enriched my Band life. I have really good memories of that time and she is part of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#15 Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Married but poor. But should have basic necessities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#16 What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wonder why the hell i have to wake up at 3.30am to go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#17 Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If the other does the same.Depends on the kind of relationship too though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#18 Who would you consider your best friends in your current occupation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Occupation of being a lazy slacker in a school of high expectations. Clique and Mingching I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#19 What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;People who can make me laugh for hours without even knowing that they are lighting up my life. I'm lucky in this respect I guess because most of my friends meet this criteria of sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#20 How many questions have you changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2.Questions 1 and 13. Oh and i added an "s" to friend in Question 18. Cuz I dont really have just one best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#21 If you were stuck in a room with your enemy, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Depends on why that person became my enemy. If it was over some small petty argument I'll probably make friends, considering a room can get very boring after a while. As Erlinna always says," Make love not hate." But if that person betrayed me in some way, he/she can just rot in his/her own corner while I call my clique-sters and talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Now I'm tagging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My Bro. And anyone who reads this blog other than like Mingching( cuz you probably read Shuhao's blog and therefore have to do it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just had Math. Killer.Wonder if i'll do well cuz i really have to get out of this rut of Cs, Ds and Es. Econs tomorrow. Die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2157880658554159404?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2157880658554159404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2157880658554159404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2157880658554159404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2157880658554159404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/people-who-have-been-tagged-must-write.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6804343018430166156</id><published>2008-06-15T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T09:28:30.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Famine Camp!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Just came back from Famine Camp!! I have to say it was....fun. I can't say it's awesome because I was the only one in the group who didn't have anyone to talk to. There was one guy who ddn't have any friends in the group but he had Han Wei ( Hazel's friend) to talk to so he wasn't really alone. I guess I just don't look friendly enough or something. Lols. Anyway, we played this game called " Age of Civilisation" which was quite fun. Whether it was a real representation of what people feel in poor countries I don't know, but it was quite fun. I did find the whole Basic Task part ( the part representing the daily routines in your country such as water, healthcare, economic opportunities, food etc to ensure the survival of our country) a little non-realistic but I guess that was the closest we could get without really going to a poor country. For example, in the Food station for Basic Task we were given pictures of vegetables and fruits such as corn and we had to arrange beans on the picture to represent agriculture activities such as sowing seeds. It was a little boring. Me and Sam (who was also at that station) we discussing what the facilitators would do if we walk up to them with the containers of beans and start eating the beans. Very Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That was yesterday. Today we went out to Tampines or newspaper collection. Quite enjoyable because I finally talked to some people in my group. We collected quite alot of newspaper and old clothes so I was quite happy with our progress. Then we went back to ACS(Barker) and slacked. Then my group (Ghana, Africa) started playing lame games ( ask me and I'll show you because I have no idea how to explain other than using step-by-step diagrams) and it was quite entertaining. Forfeit a little non-drama because it was just drinking bottles of water. But it was still loads of fun and I laughed alot. I'm back to normal I guess. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A lady by the name of Srey Mom came down to talk to us. She had HIV which she had contracted while working at a brothel. I think her life was quite sadbecause she really had a tough life. She was the only girl in her family. At 10 years old, her mother abandoned her in her village and took all her brothers with her to Phnom Penh to meet up with her father. She lived on the streets until a woman told her that she knows how to find her mother. Srey Mom followed her to Phnom Penh but the woman abandoned her at Phnom Penh. So she lived on the streets until she met a lady selling fruits. The lady gave her a job and food to eat. However, a common customer to the shop ( a WOMAN) told Srey Mom that she could offer a higher salary if Srey Mom worked for her. Srey Mom agreed but the woman sold her to a brothel. Srey Mom suffered there for 2 years, forced to have sex with 3-10 men on weekdays and up to 20 men on weekends. When she was sick, the brothel owners brought her to a doctor and she found out that she was HIV positive. The next time she visited the hospital, Srey Mom managed to escape. However, since she had no money, she began to work as a prostitute again. One day when she was at the hospital, she had no money to pay for the medication and therefore was not given any medication. WHile she was exiting from that hopsital, she fainted and fortunately for her a World Vision International staff was nearby. The staff helped her with the medication and also linked her with World Vision International. Now Srey Mom is working with World Vision and gets her medication regularly for free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its these kind of stories which make us wonder how different our lives are. Even though it's not her fault to be born into a poor family, she still has to endure all the pain and suffering that comes with it. She managed to escape from the nrothel when she was FIFTEEN. At fifteen, what were we doing? Complaining about our allowance? Living a happy and care-free life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So many people are suffering in this world and it's really sad when people like Srey Mom, who had no choice, have to suffer from HIV and AIDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I guess this camp really taught me about how sheltered a life we lead in Singapore. For most of us, we cannot even imagine what it will be like to go without food. We just went without food for 30 hours and many people were complaining about being hungry. People in Africa, Thailand and other poor countries go without food or months. Imagine if we had tried that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I guess people nowadays do not really appreciate what we have because we are too used to having these luxuries. We seem to want more and more without thinking about what others are feeling. But our youth IS changing. Although the general public says that youth these days are becoming increasingly apathetic, I beg to differ after seeing this famine camp and all other projects being run by youths. It's truly awe-inspiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I really like this song and I think it's something that we should be thinking about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Carrie Underwood - Praying For Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These are the days of the open hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They will not be the lastLook around now&lt;br /&gt;These are the days of the beggars and the choosers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is the year of the hungry man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whose place is in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The rich declare themselves poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And most of us are not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If we have too much but we’ll take our chances‘Cause God stopped keeping score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess somewhere along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He must have let us all out to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And turned his back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And all God’s children crept out the back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And its hard to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Theres so much to hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hanging onto hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When there is no hope to speak of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the wounded skies above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Say its much too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh maybe we should all be praying for time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is the year of the empty hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh you hold onto what you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And charity is a coat you wear twice a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These are the days of the guilty man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The television takes a stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And you find that what was over there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is over here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So you scream from behind your door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Say whats mine is mine and not yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I may have too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I’ll take my chances cause God stopped keeping score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And you’ll cling to the things they sold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Did you cover your eyes when they told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That he cant come back 'cause he has no children to come back for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And its hard to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when theres so much to hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And hanging onto hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When there is no hope to speak of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the wounded skies above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Say its much, much too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mm, well maybe we should all be praying for time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Btw, By Definition and EIC performed for us today!!! Really damn nice to watch By Def performing because the energy is really contagious. Well, maybe it wasn't so for my whole group. All I did was cheer and they gave the "WTF?!!" look. I guess they're just not used to my high-ness. Lols. Sad part was that Ash kept on getting off stage and shaking people's hand on THE OTHER FREAKING SIDE so I was left sitting there, deflated that I wouldn't get to shake hands with a band member of the winners of Live The Dream.A bit sad la, but it's life. Lols. See I learnt to accept everything now. EIC performed really well too, and I kind of recognise the songs but I have no idea where I have heard them before. Lols. Feels really weird when you know the lyrics but you don't know why. They were really good though. Will buy their cd to support the Singapore music scene. I am a Singaporean musician also what. Only its choral. Lols. Won't mind having a band though. It would be really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SFVA8NN5m-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/vrXyjH_7qKs/s1600-h/n8750323516_3087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212143546835508194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SFVA8NN5m-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/vrXyjH_7qKs/s320/n8750323516_3087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; By Definition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SFVA7uMghjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3G4EBDh0m98/s1600-h/m_4af8bce714cea95872ce39bbf6721d44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212143538508170802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SFVA7uMghjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3G4EBDh0m98/s320/m_4af8bce714cea95872ce39bbf6721d44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; EIC&lt;/span&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/29513351-6804343018430166156?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6804343018430166156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6804343018430166156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6804343018430166156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6804343018430166156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/famine-camp.html' title='Famine Camp!!'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SFVA8NN5m-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/vrXyjH_7qKs/s72-c/n8750323516_3087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2974990061249816876</id><published>2008-06-10T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T02:37:19.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9 june....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Mugging at home. I think I'm really dead for mid years cuz I can't even do the simple questions!! AHH!! Hope I don't die at the exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6HiGqJ0rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0QaU29QTxv8/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250838886961842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6HiGqJ0rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0QaU29QTxv8/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6GkUCgLmI/AAAAAAAAABc/wZa-nw7vy-Y/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210249777326861922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6GkUCgLmI/AAAAAAAAABc/wZa-nw7vy-Y/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;My bro trying to look intelligent. Lols. Ok la he's actually quite intelligent. Don't wanna use only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210249786060958050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6Gk0k36WI/AAAAAAAAABk/V2Hd61RM_ZM/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The state of my math revision. Bleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;10 june...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went to Sheryl's house for lunch and to do stupid stuff. Got my " I'm With Stupid" Shirt that her mum bought for our clique from Thailand. Sheryl's mum is such a nice person, with all her support during our PW times. Sheryl's dad too. Wonderful people. Received Sheryl's long-awaited postcard today!! So sweet of her. lols. Although i just saw her that morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210541517269562130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-P50BG8xI/AAAAAAAAACU/BhtR10a1oP8/s320/SP_A0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-P5E-UhSI/AAAAAAAAACM/i7g7a4nbHMI/s1600-h/SP_A0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210541504641402146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-P5E-UhSI/AAAAAAAAACM/i7g7a4nbHMI/s320/SP_A0550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The postcard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-P4nYyg1I/AAAAAAAAACE/36oCKxTT30I/s1600-h/SP_A0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210541496699355986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-P4nYyg1I/AAAAAAAAACE/36oCKxTT30I/s320/SP_A0549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The " I'm with stupid" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I watched....Kungfu Panda!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6GleVA6lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DNFIFa4NscA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210249797268728402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6GleVA6lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DNFIFa4NscA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lols. Damn funny!! It's really worth the money. Very entertaining. Me and Mingching were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-Z5IbESzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5Wregxlrg-8/s1600-h/SP_A0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kind of pigging out on the food we bought from the bakery at B1 Causeway Point. Kungfu Panda was so hilarious we couldn't stop laughing. As the Tortoise master says," Nothing happens by accident..." Lols. Nice movie to watch if you wanna get away from the stress for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Managed to raid my old phone ( the one that fell into the toilet bowl) for pictures today!! Some of the pictures brought back memories I don't wanna remember but... overall it was fun. Here are some pictures I really remembered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9aouyRI/AAAAAAAAADU/cA1eWsyQpHE/s1600-h/SP_A0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210547076734044434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9aouyRI/AAAAAAAAADU/cA1eWsyQpHE/s320/SP_A0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-WcWx7eGI/AAAAAAAAADs/jImM8Ns6asA/s1600-h/SP_A0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210548707786455138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-WcWx7eGI/AAAAAAAAADs/jImM8Ns6asA/s320/SP_A0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My Class tee!! Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-SpcPNv9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PVTbXSq3iyI/s1600-h/SP_A0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210544534543253458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="204" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-SpcPNv9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PVTbXSq3iyI/s320/SP_A0357.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Baba's cake when she was leaving for Brunei for the Debating thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haix.. memories best left forgotten..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210544544113059714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-Sp_41Z4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/tj18zYqv78E/s320/SP_A0400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9BnHtvI/AAAAAAAAADE/RD0r0Xi53F8/s1600-h/SP_A0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210547070016403186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9BnHtvI/AAAAAAAAADE/RD0r0Xi53F8/s320/SP_A0402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-Wcmx-UeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/w2hdvABvos4/s1600-h/SP_A0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210548712081609186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-Wcmx-UeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/w2hdvABvos4/s320/SP_A0396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;he stupid stuff me and Sheryl do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-SpQiwJJI/AAAAAAAAACs/lzKEhf36Ljc/s1600-h/SP_A0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210544531403973778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-SpQiwJJI/AAAAAAAAACs/lzKEhf36Ljc/s320/SP_A0316.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me and my mum!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9XF3QUI/AAAAAAAAADM/EJAtaBZodYM/s1600-h/SP_A0543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210547075782492482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9XF3QUI/AAAAAAAAADM/EJAtaBZodYM/s320/SP_A0543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-Z48oS0wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IeqjLWHtPkY/s1600-h/SP_A0272+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210552497517810434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-Z48oS0wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IeqjLWHtPkY/s320/SP_A0272+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My Dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9tFHddI/AAAAAAAAADc/STcd2YHFcPU/s1600-h/SP_A0314+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210547081684940242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE-U9tFHddI/AAAAAAAAADc/STcd2YHFcPU/s320/SP_A0314+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The pear that looks like a pig.Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;K i guess that's it. Gotta go like mug again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6GleVA6lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DNFIFa4NscA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2974990061249816876?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2974990061249816876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2974990061249816876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2974990061249816876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2974990061249816876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/9-june.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LDXZEx3-6Ng/SE6HiGqJ0rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0QaU29QTxv8/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4456389141271831558</id><published>2008-06-06T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T03:49:24.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Managed to study today. Lols. Just watched AJChoir's VoyAJe 2008 and it was so memorable!! Miss choir. Anyway, school is starting in just 2 weeks!! I guess some people will be groaning but I'm really happy. Cuz I've been stuck home doing chores and studying which is excruciatingly boring. Can't wait for school to start. Wonder whether we'll all be in mugger mode after school restarts. Last time Mingching was there to mug with me. Lols. But now I guess I just have to set my priorities right and study in school once school restarts. Have to return the CD to Colin so I kinda need to confirm with him when I'll be in school. Planning to go tomorrow but I have no idea if school will be open!! So need to confirm with someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;98.7 FM has been getting more and more boring because they keep on playing the same songs over and over again which kind of makes me wanna shut my ears and sing nursery rhymes. It's worse that I listen to it when I'm studying which really makes me pissed. Haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nothing else to say la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4456389141271831558?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4456389141271831558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4456389141271831558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4456389141271831558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4456389141271831558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/managed-to-study-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8967058435899329084</id><published>2008-06-03T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T05:40:22.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Lol!! Today was entertaining, with all the lightning and my dog bouncing at my house gate trying to twist the doorknob so that she can get in. really funny!! Lols. I know I sound like i torture her but no la. She really needs to learn how to be outside when there's lightning. What if noone's home to let her in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Was watching Ellen and she put together a dance crew from her production crew to take part in Randy Jackson's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;America's Best Dance Crew.&lt;/span&gt; They really have talent and its quite fun to watch them dance. They're really good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mb1UBD4MwoE&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Managed to do some studying today. Could have done more but.... I'm a slacker. Currently lagging behind my plan by one day. Haix i really have to catch up!!!! And here I am blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nothing much to say actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/29513351-8967058435899329084?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8967058435899329084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8967058435899329084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8967058435899329084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8967058435899329084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/lol-today-was-entertaining-with-all.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5337288090058090334</id><published>2008-06-02T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:55:15.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kk i realised that some part of my previous post was a little harsh. (Those who are involved might have noticed.) I don't believe in deleting posts but i think that you're not stubborn, its just that you've too many things on your mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I might not be stable but I'll manage. I dunno who to turn to and nobody will try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jut wanna say that FRIENDS will always be there for you. As long as we're still friends we'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPIER THINGS!!!! I think Sheryl's mum came back from Thailand le cuz Sheryl has seen the t-shirts her mom bought for us. She's so nice!!! Sometimes I wonder if i deserve it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nice treatment from friend's parents are always nice, lols. Currently tryin to make my own blog skin!! Dying!! Cuz it's like so irritating especially today when my computer keep refusing to open any of the websites. At least it didnt spazz anynore after i restarted it. Really hoping that it'll be successful. Decided to use a base template from some skin on blogskins cuz its complicating. And I dun have so much time. A'S!!! Die. Need to seriously mug so that can do well.&lt;/span&gt; Mugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5337288090058090334?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5337288090058090334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5337288090058090334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5337288090058090334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5337288090058090334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/kk-i-realised-that-some-part-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-806147994434876090</id><published>2008-06-02T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:27:05.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Learning more about other people has really made me feel that life dealt me all the easy stuff. Of course not everyone tells me everything, but, i dont expect it to be that way. But i still think that I've gotten life easy. All I have to do is wake up early and come to school. To me, other people have so many things to worry about that I dont seem to have. And that's a good thing for me. I guess I'm not that stressed about everything. Cuz other than studies I dont really have things to worry about. I guess it makes me feel a little insecure cuz, i keep on thinking that sooner or later, I'm just going to get whacked in the face with all life's problems. I still remember a certain time not very long ago when Mingching and me and Quanhui we going out regularly. I always got it easy until one time when i was ABOUT to hit rough waters ( to kindle your memory for mingching: my brother). But i still managed to put my life in order, avoiding all the hurdles, potholes and speed bumps. Luckily. I cant imagine if i hadnt. Still thinking to those times when we had so much to worry about. It was so freaky but i guess it IS part of our destiny and part of who we are.( although we havent changed much in that sense but there are less problems: well i have less anyway) Life's not meant to be fully understood. Sorry for the extreme blurness of what I'm saying for those who don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm exhausted from handling other ppl's problems. Frankly, I'm glad ppl come to me for advice but i really cant help when the person insists on putting themselves thru living hell over and over again!! I need someone to talk to who's not related to lun,sher and sam but where the heck am I gonna find someone like that? The sopranos are alr too closely related to my life and the fact that shena and my clique alr have links; I'm not a risk-taker. Not close to any altos tenors or basses, and it's not like anyone is gonna step up and help me deal with it. Hurts alot but what can I say? Some ppl are stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-806147994434876090?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/806147994434876090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=806147994434876090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/806147994434876090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/806147994434876090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/06/learning-more-about-other-people-has.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5630183515593865055</id><published>2008-05-26T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T05:40:42.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Heyhey!!! Holidays are finally here. Well, not really holiday for people who are going &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh-my-god-a-level-is-less-than-half-a-year-away-panic-mug-panic&lt;/span&gt; (eg. me) but you get the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Concert was really a blast!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I really miss how we were all rushing back stage trying to make the concert good for the audience. How Crystal was in such a rush she forgot to wear her white tee while changing from king and i to surrey. That was hilarious, although we didnt think it was at that time. I really miss practicing for the concert too. And all the rehearsing at the Esplanade before our concert. Really really miss the time when all the soloists went on stange to practice their solos and when Zhenkai sang his solo from " No Importa La Distancia" everyone out there started singing. Really a magical moment i will not give up for anything in the world. I'll really miss this VoyAJe 2008 : Notes On The Road considering that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THERE WILL NOT BE ANY VOYAJE NEXT YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt; School's idea since its the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;25th anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. Going to have some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;big celebration will all aesthetics and therefore no aesthetics group is allowed to have a concert.&lt;/span&gt; Haix. I was really looking forward to next year's VoyAJe as both Jenna and Cindy are really good at choreo and the J1s are as willing to do choreo as us. Was awaiting a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; spectacular concert&lt;/span&gt; even bigger than this one. And now all we have is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;annivesary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Onto funnier things, we depleted the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Opportunity Fund&lt;/span&gt; for this year!!! Lols. I didn't know there was depletion to speak of. Lols. But I think that, if not for the school or other CCAs that wanted to apply for the Opp Fund, the trip really benefitted all of us who went. Great experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The J1s are going to China next year!! Or is it this year? Not entirely sure. But I'm glad that their going &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;SOMEWHERE!!&lt;/span&gt; At least they dont have to just sit and moan that they have no VoyAJe. Really sad for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Closure for the J2s was delivered in the form of a speech by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Mr Toh.&lt;/span&gt; He cried!! and so did a lot of people. I'm really glad that I chose to join choir. SO many conditions were against my decision : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;late nights, long hours, heavy commitment. &lt;/span&gt;But lucky for me, I had the support of my parents. At the beginning anyway. It wavered but its standing strong again. And you know what's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happiest thing?&lt;/span&gt; That the same journey (not the same as in place, time or condition, but same in the form of effort, love and hopefully results) will be shared by the current batch of J1s and more juniors to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All of us are part of the AJChoir legacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5630183515593865055?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5630183515593865055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5630183515593865055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5630183515593865055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5630183515593865055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyhey-holidays-are-finally-here.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4046666058696701744</id><published>2008-05-04T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T04:51:45.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haix. Exams are coming!!! Now we're having all our skill As for Chem and Physics. Just done Physics. I guess it was ok unless I made any huge conceptual error. In that case I'm fried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Concert's coming up!! I'm so excited. Everyone especially the choreo com has put a lot of work into the songs for the second half. It's going to be great!! Can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went for band concert Spiritanto recently. It was quite nice. They sounded better than last year and they did more antics on than in the previous concert. We didn't yell much, but we did have one for alvin. We went " It's Alvin!!" and Mingching went "No Bitch!!" which kind of freaked us out. The next day Ms Leong was like " there were many roudy ppl yelling at the concert" and me, Sher and Sam were looking down and sniggering. Quite confirm that she heard it because the rest of 0707 was sitting in front of her and they heard it. Oh welll....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Got another morning announcement tomorrow. My lines are not as spastic as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kk. Going to watch Funny Games USA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope it's scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4046666058696701744?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4046666058696701744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4046666058696701744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4046666058696701744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4046666058696701744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/05/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-654564614577020800</id><published>2008-04-11T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:47:15.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Finally blogging again. Havent Blogged for like, a really long time. We got back our PW results. I got a freaking B. Haix. For the effort my group put in, we deserve more than that. But too bad. I guess we're just so bad at what we do that even hard work couldn't save us. My class had 5 As and the rest all got Bs. Everyone else I know (who's not in my class) seems to have gotten an A. Man we really suck at this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Italy was a blast.It was really fun. Learnt alot, laughed alot, got scolded alot. Enough said. Just did a page-reflection and not in the mood to do another one. Nothing to blog about currently. Practicing for our concert on 18 May at the Esplanade. Ticket sales are starting next week. Dunno if I have any sort of role as of yet. Was asked but I dunno cuz that song just became a J1 chorus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Why is everything in turmoil? I guess it's settling down but for some reason I feel that it's never going to be the same for us. Everyone who's involved are sick and tired of it and personally I am too. I'm just hoping it ends but someone keeps digging up the problem for no apparent reason at all.Even if we want to drop it we're not being allowed to. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;ELearning really sucks. It tends to lag and now it's finally broken down. Well done. Lols. Just wanted to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Currently missing the good life in secondary school. Of course I wasn't as dedicated to my CCA, wasn't close to some of my friends, but on the bright side there weren't as many fights due to external parties, no people hurt due to lack of understanding of misinformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Guess there's nothing I can do cuz life's moved on and all that's happened has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As James Blunt put it..."its more than just words, its just tears and rain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn I'm sappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-654564614577020800?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/654564614577020800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=654564614577020800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/654564614577020800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/654564614577020800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5350394150772527537</id><published>2008-02-02T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:23:58.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Haix. I seriously have no idea what to do now for the fundraising thing. Our carwash was rejected because both ms yiak and mrs yim think it's too &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTIVE.&lt;/span&gt; Damn it we're doing a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;carwash not rockclimbing&lt;/span&gt;!! Anyway, now we have to think of new ideas for it. Still thinking. I wonder if we had just done the first idea we thought of it might have at least come to fruition. Looks like that is probably what we're going to be doing now too. Cuz Mr Toh told me that we should &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;find sponsors&lt;/span&gt; so sponsor stuff like food or jewellery of something and he told me to contact Jasmine to find out how to go about doing it. Jas however said that we should just sell things like &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;DIY stuff&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which was the first idea that we though it was rejected cuz AJE is also selling things.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SO I FREAKING DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I wonder why i got myself into this in the first place. Then I remember who it's for. That is why I'm still using the Net trying to find ways to raise funds. And the worst thing is, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;someone replied to the ad&lt;/span&gt; that i put up for &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;external performances&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Today&lt;/span&gt;. After we ditched the idea. But i'm not telling him anything yet until we confirm that we're doing something else to raise funds. AHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;On a better note, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Valentines' Day&lt;/span&gt; is coming! Time to send roses to people and make wild expressions of love across AJSquare!!! Lol. Must &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;save $$&lt;/span&gt; now. Damn sian in school now. Have to continue mugging since there are so many tests coming. Going to DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lol gtg now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5350394150772527537?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5350394150772527537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5350394150772527537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5350394150772527537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5350394150772527537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/02/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4616552039545080747</id><published>2008-01-20T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T06:25:05.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh! finally get to post. Lol. Full of choir and all that this year. Wen tto steamboat with Alfred and Mingching!! Had loads of fun with that super hot steamboat. But it was great and we had a lot of laughter. He got a book from Chris and we were laughing about Mingching being a shopaholic. School's been going fine and the new juniors are great! At least they put in some effort to learn the songs (though they could put in more). Learning Water Night and Iddemdem Mallida for the competition in ITALY!!! Can't wait to go but currently too busy to daydreram on what to do there. SL is coming up and we're planning some fund-raising for the trip since not everyone can afford to go. Hope it works cuz some of us have been thinking long and hard about it (me, Shena, Angela, Kangting and Xiaoping). Going to plan more tomorrow. Really hope it works:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4616552039545080747?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4616552039545080747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4616552039545080747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4616552039545080747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4616552039545080747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhh-finally-get-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5947728096412963193</id><published>2007-12-21T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:35:49.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went KBoxing today. As in, singing at kbox not really kickboxing. With Youying, Mingching and Chun Meng. It was really fun and we sang a lot of songs. Me and Mingching purposely mucked up a song and Youying came back telling us that she and Chn Meng heard weird screaming when they were near the toilet but didn't realise it was us until they came nearby. Loled alot especially when Stickwitu went " Nobody gonna treat me better, I'm A STICK WITH YOU forever." Wanted to sing First Noel but didn't have the time. Total price came to a whopping $94.16. So YY owes money.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to AJ-CJ combined band concert AND I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I DID!!! And I also can't believe that I started it. It all started with us yelling "Sam!!". We realised it was a bit dull so after the interval we yelled " Samantha Sharmala Selva Dorai!!" ( Lawson and Mingching had to read her name of the pamphlet cuz it was too hard to memorise). Then we decided that Alvin needed something. And I remembered what Sheryl told me a few days ago from the movie Alvin and The Chipmunks about Theodore yelling down the vacuum cleaner (which Alvin had been sucked into) calling out to Alvin. So when Alvin( the conductor, not the chipmunk) came out for the encore, we yelled (In a questioning voice)"Alvin? Alvin? AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" ( which are Theodore's exact words as he too gets sucked into the vacuum cleaner.)I can tell you, for a group of 4 people, we were really loud. As in, the whole Cultural Center turned to look at us. If the Cultural Center itself had eyes I'm sure it would have looked at us. And what's worse, Alvin turned and LOOKED DIRECTLY AT US. Damn freaky. I think only a small percentage laughed because they recognised it from the movie. I think most of them laughed cuz we did it in such a authentic, high- pitched way that was certainly hair-raising. After that we went to find Sam to confirm that she heard it. We did it one more time and suddenly Alvin came through the back stage door ( I have this funny feeling that he heard us doing the imitation and wanted to see who it was.) When he saw us, he was like " Alot of friends you have" to Sam. Like Yoda from Star Wars. Damn awkward moment. But he was smiling so I seriously think he knows it was us. Well, I hope he does to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks. The weirdest thing was, when I looked directly at him ( you tend to do that when you just finished doing a stunning impression) and I actually saw a nice guy. I don't know why. ( don't kill me, Sam and Mingching). I really don't know why, but it's almost like he doesn't want to be nice not because he isn't nice, but because he doesn't want people to take advantage of his kind nature and slack in band or whatever. I think that maybe he thinks that being too nice is a sign of failure or weakness.I don't know cuz I don't really have a problem being nice or not nice. But what I'm sure of is that there's more to him than meets the eye. And in a good way. Don't get me wrong, I'm not falling in love of anything. Just think that niceness is not really something you should hide. On another note, Tengcheong is not pimply anymore!! And he looked way much better than last time. The CCHY saxophonists Christine, Joyce and Chijie were also there sitting in front of us beside 2 people who were obviously becoming extremely irritated with the screaming going on behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I do think that today was worth the $33 I spent in KBox and Sam's concert. It's not everyday you can find friends who will really yell " Alvin? Alvin? AHHHHHHH!!!" when you tell them to and actually do it like they meant it. I have to say, I am surrounded by a great bunch of people and I do hope that I'll be as lucky as I am now in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say? I'm surrounded by angels. And I would give anything to relive that united screaming moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5947728096412963193?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5947728096412963193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5947728096412963193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5947728096412963193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5947728096412963193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-kboxing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6281272504774382661</id><published>2007-12-06T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:17:58.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Finally get free time when my brother's not hogging the computer.Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saw my friend from primary school on Wednesday. And the worse thing was, I couldn't remember his name. Still can't. And that's what's bothering me, because I've always been trying to forget everything that happened in primary school. I wasn't exactly a nice person and I don't like thinking that I could've been such an utter bitch. But now that I'm wishing so much that I could remember everything from primary school, I can't. It isn't painful, but I just can't seem to remember anything important that happened in those six years. It's irritating because not all of it was bad. In fact, from my point of view it was actually quite fine. Until I looked at it from another point of view and realised that I wasn't exactly being a kind of person I wanted to be. Still, not all of it was bad. AND I SERIOUSLY FORGOT HIS NAME. So I could just smile and pray he doesn't ask me if I remember him. He was one of my good friends in primary school, together with the other people I used to hang out with. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On another note, I just watched Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix and HSM2. I know the movies came out like eons ago but hey, at least I watched it. Both movies are great though. especially HP. Tom Felton's looking better and I SOOOOO love Luna Lovegood. Originally I didn't think she would actually live up to the looniness I expected from Luna but she really did very well. She is officially my fav character. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Met up with Mingching and did maths. I think I'm seriously going to die at A levels. There's this one question that's so FON( full of nonsense, otherwise known as the 3 most electronegative elements on this planet). I do need to buck up. ALOT.  Mingching did this weird magic trick thing that's so lame I broke a leg (that's a joke). Ask me and I'll show you. My father actually topped it's lameness by applauding. Looks like it runs in my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I want to go out. Currently have no reason to but I'm rotting at home. And I'm so bored I'm doing maths. Can't take it I think I'm going to scream. *AFKs for a moment. Sound of breaking glass from opposite room.* That felt better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anyway here's something funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEST (ACTUAL) HEADLINES OF 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1. Crack found on governor's daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2. Something went wrong in jet crash, expert says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3. Police begin campaign to run down jaywalkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4. Is there a ring of debris around Uranus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5.Panda mating fails; veterinarian takes over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6. Miners refuse to work after death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7. Juvenile court to try shooting defendant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8.War dims hope for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;9.If strike isn't settled quickly, it may last a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;10.Cold wave linked to temperatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;11. Enfield couple slain; police suspect homicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;12. New study of obesity looks for larger test group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;13. Astronaut takes blame for gas in spacecraft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;14. Kids make nutritious snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;15. Local High school dropouts cut in half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;16. Hospitals sued by 7-foot doctors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;17.( and this's the best one) Typhoon rips through cemetry;hundreds dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-6281272504774382661?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6281272504774382661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6281272504774382661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6281272504774382661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6281272504774382661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-get-free-time-when-my-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4658800452085837639</id><published>2007-11-29T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:31:40.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had choir yesterday. It was super fun cuz we started to learn Kucinta. It was difficult but we managed to finish learning the difficult parts in the song. It's almost like Zachariah Goh closed his eyes and scribbled the manuscript and then opened his eyes and did minor corrections. Almost every note was accompanied with an accidental. But we survived through the parts. It's a good song to remind us of the equal importance of all four parts of a choir cuz sometimes we tend to forget it when we're singing the melody all the time. Well, I tend to forget anyway, not faulting the rest of them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the memorial concert for Samuel Ting, Mr Kwei's conductor when he was a choir boy on 28 nov. Really inspirational to see how one teacher can affect a single student so much that he remembers you for the rest of his life. I bet that's how all teachers want to feel. Now I feel kind of guilty for forgetting some of my teachers, especially from my primary school even though they've played such an important role in nurturing me as a student and a person. On to lighter things, I saw Justin from Tock Seng at the concert. Actually, I was sitting beside him! Me, Kangting, Shona, Shena,Hazel, Youying and Zong Yi ran all the way from Cartel cuz we were going to be late. Went into VCH and there were seats at the front. Had to squeeze past 2 guys to get to the seats and when I looked at one of them I was so sure that was Justin. But he looked at me and showed no glint of recognition. So the whole of the first half I spent contemplating whether it was him. Of course, I paid attention to the music too. VJ( Mr Kwei's oldest choir) started the concert and boy, they were good. Then there was a solo by this guy who even "Ah" ed on pitch, sending Zong Yi into a fit of giggles. Then the Herald Choir Society started singing. They were all Chinese songs but it was quite nice. After the last song I turned to Kangting and told her how it was killing me that the guy I was sitting beside looks so familiar when Justin went," Thi, is that you?"(cue to laugh). Serious punchline material. Turns out his TPJC friend invited him to the concert and that's why he was here. Lol. Came back for second half and he and his friend were gone. Angela had come late so now she sat with us. TPJC( his second oldest choir) opened the second half and after that there was a solo by a power sop from the Herald Choir Society. She got super vibrato until we couldn't understand what she was singing. Moreover, a well-timed sneeze from the audience just as she paused to take a breath sent us into giggles. After that they had a combined choir of all the performers and they sang a few songs. Overall the concert was quite nice and, in the smplest sense, sweet. It's nice when students take their time off to honour their teachers. We had a camwhoring session until I started rushing cuz I wanted to reach home that day itself, which meant before 11:59:59 pm. I reached home at 12:10 tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4658800452085837639?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4658800452085837639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4658800452085837639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4658800452085837639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4658800452085837639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/11/had-choir-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8100526738351731124</id><published>2007-11-24T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:13:14.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Day 2:Kayak 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;After morning PT and breakfast we went for our next lesson in kayaking. Today we were going to learn more about the boats we're going to use for the expedition : the Amaruks and Crosswinds( which are orange). Our group had to take two Penguins (single kayaks) so my pairing changed to me and Chun Meng. Again we got stuck at a pontoon and had to be saved cuz we were drifting quite far and according to Iskandar we were drifting into a tanker ( i think this pontoon and having to be saved thing must be my fault). Today we learnt how to save ourselves during mass capsize, how to tow each other, how to clip onto the anchor boey and channel crossing. Damn tired after that. Legs couldn't function. And we were still last boat for raft-up (where all the boats line up in water). Then we had a CX (sea expedition) briefing. We have to kayak DAMN FAR. Like today we only kayaked 6 km. But no choice have to chiong on day 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUNNY THINGS TAHT HAPPENED ON SECOND DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun Meng's damn random. During kayaking she suddenly said ," wah the chair wet for so long our butts are going to become wrinkly." Super random la I was just stunned for a while. But it wasn't true.Lol. We played Indian Poker again. Eugene had to do forfeit so we forced Vera's bra on him. Filmed and took pics too. Lol. Hope he wasn't emotionally scarred. It was hilarious on our part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8100526738351731124?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8100526738351731124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8100526738351731124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8100526738351731124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8100526738351731124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-2kayak-3-after-morning-pt-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6959604063893990219</id><published>2007-11-24T01:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:34:01.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AHHHHHH!!! Finally back at home from OBS 9-day course. Super tired still cuz we never had enough sleep over the days. Time to update....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;DAY ONE- Intro and Kayak 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;We met our watches today. I'm in Tock Seng (named after Tan tock Seng) and Sheryl's in Elizabeth (named after Elizabeth Choy, war hero). First thing we did was trust fall. A bit afraid but trust is one thing a geoup must have from the beginning to succeed. Got to know the bunch- Vera, Anuja( from MJ OG), Chen Yan( Sheryl's friend), Amanda, Raihanna, Brenda (from AJ OG), Chun Meng ( the Econs genius), Priscilla, Justin, Eugene, Dong Xing, Jenson, Edward, Yi Feng and Gerald. I was partnering Yi Feng for kayaking . We kept on getting stuck near the pontoon!!! Damn irritating, but we finally managed to save ourselves from there. We practiced capsize drill which was quite fun except for the fact that when the sea water goes into your nose, all the mucus comes out...yuck. After that we bathed, ate and then went for Dimensions of Leadership Profile course. It's supposed to teach us more about what kind of leader I am and I'm supposedly a leader who focuses on character and interaction which means I'm more concerned with ensuring that my members are commited, like to interact and make sure they learn something from their experience. It was quite interesting and I did learn more about what kind of situations require leaders like me and what are my failing points that I have to watch out for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUNNY THINGS THAT HAPPENED ON FIRST DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jenson went into the girl's toilet!!! Anuja saw Jenson enter the toilet and automatically walked past it to enter the next toilet. Vera stopped her and pointed out that the toilet Jenson entered Was the girl's toilet. They both rushed in to see Jenson almost closing the cubicle door. He quickly rushed out. Later he mantioned that he was wondering why the toilet had no urinals. Genius. And we played a few rounds of idiot-proof Indian poker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now, will update on the other days next time.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-6959604063893990219?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6959604063893990219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6959604063893990219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6959604063893990219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6959604063893990219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhhhhh-finally-back-at-home-from-obs-9.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1384448937031617125</id><published>2007-11-13T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:57:50.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;AHHHH! Tomorrow got OBS. For NINE days. But I kind of brought it upon myself. I think it's going to be real fun with all the CIP in Batam and the high elements and not to forget, the kayaking to Batam!! Really can't wait for the kayaking. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today went to Chua Chu Kang Neighbourhood Police Center(CCKNPC) to do CIP with Sheryl. We spent the morning arranging the Case Exhibit Room. Everything inside is confidential but everything was such a mess. Worse than my table. Even worse than my hair. Oh the horror. But it was actually quite fun arranging the stuff and they have tons and tons of paper. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Went lunch with the Police guys and both of us were treated to Sakae Sushi. By the boss of CCK NPC himself. We both ate Tempura Udon. Then Kenny, the guy we liaised with to come for CIP, bought this whole sushi plate like thing that's or 8 ppl. Then he and the boss ate that plate. Left like 6 pieces. And the boss paid, the nice man. Lol. Then when we went back we told Kenny that we didn't pay for our food. Then he was like," I also didn't pay for the food."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then about 2.30 we started doing their survey. As in, doing their survey for them. They gave us a list of names and they told us to randomly answewr the survey for them. Damn funny. Since Sheryl was the one filling up the form, some of the police ppl have apparently become interested in taking up dancing as a sport. Hilarious man. We finished in 5 minutes so then we just left. An hour early.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Overall it was a satisfying CIP day with all the cleaning up. Now, to divert that energy to cleaning up my table....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1384448937031617125?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1384448937031617125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1384448937031617125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1384448937031617125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1384448937031617125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhhh-tomorrow-got-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4370339331448440158</id><published>2007-11-04T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:14:02.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okokok finally I HAVE TIME TO UPDATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Weiteng: I know I don't know you that well but it still pains me to see a classmate go. will miss you cuz your " DoTA-is-my-life" clique is incomplete without you. Wish you good luck in whatever you do and i hope you keep it touch with this class that you've spent one year with. Keep on choinging ok? All the best in your future!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Guowei: What can I say? I'll surely miss him and his everything. He's one of the first choir peeople to remember my name ( and the one who can't remember Angela's name!! Tsktsk:)) anw, I"LL MISS YOU!!!! he's just a great guy with a lot of comments to make and says 'hi thilaiga' in his super-low voice. does really really really good art. always has creative ideas and is great with all kinds if arty stuff. I'oll seriously miss that bimbo-ish guy who simply lurves gossiping ND Mkes choir all the more fun. Good luck in whatever you do ok and follow your heart. Love ya!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, life is all about following your heart. The only way to live is to learn and the only way to learn is to live. It's as simple as that, learn from your mistakes and move on. Haiz, I'm seriously going to miss those people but, we all know we worked hard this year, whatever the path we are given to follow. Everyone has a part to play, and it doesn't mean that only people who go a certain path can be considered successful. Even a poor man is successful. He learnt how to enjoy life with simple pleasures, he learnt that not everything can be bought by money, and that there are some things that you can only learn when you have no  money. So everyone learns what they have been given to learn, and those who resist their path are given another path. That's how life goes i guess, simple yet complex at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry for crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4370339331448440158?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4370339331448440158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4370339331448440158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4370339331448440158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4370339331448440158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/11/okokok-finally-i-have-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2698769552137221786</id><published>2007-10-27T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:25:44.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I guess that over one year, you never know what can affect you. As Shuhao once blogged(i think so) you only feel what's missing after it's gone. And now three ppl are missing: Shirley, Weiteng and Guowei. I am really going to miss all the time I spent with this ppl. Minimal time I guess, but time all the same. So here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shirley: Darling I'm going to miss you. You're almost like a mother to all of us and it really hurts to see you go. Miss all those times during Econs when we'd suan Hueman together. Still remember the" No, its not monopoly. Yes that's the answer! monopoly!" or something to that effect. And all the lame jokes that you manage to tell without laughing which makes it a whole lot funnier. Also remember making the donut with you during CDP and going to find seashells when we found that handphone!! And ty for helping us with our PW at Vir's house! Much appreciated..But we're sure that you'll rock SP Psychology course!!! And the way it's going, you'll have a lot of clients next time. Mostly from AJ 0707! We'll really miss you dreamie the monster. But wherever you go, all the best and I hope that you'll be happy in SP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Crap I gotta go now. Will finish this dedication soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2698769552137221786?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2698769552137221786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2698769552137221786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2698769552137221786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2698769552137221786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-guess-that-over-one-year-you-never.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2756524401552884848</id><published>2007-10-19T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T05:29:47.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So WR has finally been handed up! So darn happy that our last draft showed distinct improvement cuz we were on the verge of getting demoralised when Draft 3 didn't work out. So happy la. But now there's still OP and I&amp;amp;R. Today we had OP remedial( I guess we can call it remedial) and Shaun( the coach) was saying stuff like," On 17 August construction work in Singapore stopeed as all the Bangladeshis went to see Muhammad Yunus." Damn funny la. He also gave us constuctive criticism and told us what else we can put in our slides to make it better. He was really nice and treated us like equals instead of kids. Ms Daljit Kaur was damn weird la. She was like," We're treating you like adults, kids." So we were confused with regards to the purpose of that sentence. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Choir is starting up again. I really hope that I can go for all the carolling sessions this year cuz I'm not very sure if I'm going to Italy. Since Dad was like," What did you eat that make you so stupid?". Lol. So my trip is like still not confirmed. I passed everything and, as sad as this may sound, I actually think its ok cuz I PASSED ECONS. Which really made my day cuz I really wrote and wrote and wrote until the last minute. To me, my results are ok but to my high-flier dad its trash. Haix. Anyway I'm going to enjoy my time in choir and make the most of the time I have. You can't buy lost time. So.... ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gotta go now. Will update about my sorry life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2756524401552884848?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2756524401552884848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2756524401552884848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2756524401552884848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2756524401552884848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-wr-has-finally-been-handed-up-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8208862138412984937</id><published>2007-10-11T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T04:17:35.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yesterday morning did PW at Vir's house. Quite ok we got a lot done. Vir couldn't do her slides yet cuz afl wants to talk to our group about the limitations. So we did me, Sher's and Sam's slides. Couldn't finish. So have to do today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CDP was fun yesterday. We just kept building and building and building until we completed it la and it was damn fun to see the whole class working together for once. AHSHIBA WASN'T HERE. That girl ar.. she missed out on the fun la. We built a class tee as our centre hub cuz it represents our class. I think it really represents our class cuz we're not like always bonded so for one day we worked damn hard to create our masterpiece. Although Garrett spoilt our class tee by standing on it. Damn sad la. But nevermind. I got a B for tamil. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today gotta do emailing and all the rest for PW. Been working damn hard so IT BETTER PAY OFF. Anyway. Rereading Fearless. Sally's books. Still need to return them to her. Oh well. Choir's been fun but I keep coming late.So sad. Can't wait for open house though. But I didn't tell any choristers from CCHY. Mainly 'cause I wasn't in choir and ths do not have their contacts and also bcuz Weishan has lost all their contacts too and basically I don't have Yijun's contacts. So no CCHY choristers. LAWSON SUCCESSFULLY DSAED TO AJBAND! Not bad ar my junior. Lol. But why he chose Aj is beyond my thinking capabilities.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm hoping some CCHY ppl will come tomorrow. Maybe I'll see some familiar faces. I hope but I doubt. Lol. From outside Aj looks like a nice school but actually it's quite tough and you have to mg really hard. But if you strive hard can make it. Lose hair only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OK gotta go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8208862138412984937?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8208862138412984937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8208862138412984937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8208862138412984937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8208862138412984937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/10/yesterday-morning-did-pw-at-virs-house.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3188666318202138989</id><published>2007-09-28T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:46:09.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today I learnt a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How blind am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Physics and other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No wonder she never wants to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A LOT OF STUFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I need strength to deal with what I've learnt. Where can I FIND IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hope that she's happy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She should be happier than she would've been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Really miss my cousins. Mainly Nisha and Aravind. Nish is overseas now still studying her A levels. According to her, in Perth, you only have to study one year for As. But she didn't do well the first year so she went back to study another year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is that the real reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Wishing she'll come back end of this year. And hoping that just me, my bro and Nish and aravind can go somewhere and spend the day doing nonsense. Miss both of them alot. The last time they came down was very long ago.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Feels like an eternity ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Went to their new house like once or twice so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Their place is nice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But the feel isn't right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Miss my aunt I guess. Seven years since she's been gone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She could have lived longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My cousins almost don't feel like my cousins anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But we still have a blood relation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My aunt was really sick at that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She might not have lived very long.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But it's not their right. She survived the heart attack she had.SHE COULD HAVE LIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;On another note though, I really think I'm going to fail physics. I did two past year papers but failed both of them. Trying to work hard so I don't fail it cos I cant confirm a pass in Maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;aybe Mingching's help will help. Haven't confirmed yet but I think I'm meeting him on Monday to do Maths. Chem's ok. Chem is officially the easiest H2. But it's not very easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUST GET PROMOTED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3188666318202138989?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3188666318202138989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3188666318202138989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3188666318202138989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3188666318202138989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-i-learnt-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3833959821864164102</id><published>2007-09-26T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:25:09.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today was an ok day I guess. Mugging all the way. Maths can be a real pain in the ass you know. Especially Application of Integration and Differential Equations. But I finally figured out Differential Equations with help of Zirui and Benson. They're full of shit. Spent one whole maths lesson making super difficult integration problems up and solving them. And they could solve it!!! We were here thinking they were going to take like 10 years but nope, barely 10 minutes. Sam and I spent our time bitching about Dipsy. And doing maths of course. Just more of the bitching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just realised that someone I know is probably in a lot of pain. Hit me that everything I'm going through is nothing compared to the world of pain people are going through in their own lives. And yet I cry everytime I face a mundane, low-level problem. I think, am I that weak that I can't find an easy solution to any problem I face? When there are so many people out there going through unsolvable problems and imcomprehensible pain, I can't even bear problems from something as simple as replacing my times with other friends because a group member can't make it for PW? I'm ashamed of myself. Not because I cry. You should never be ashamed of crying. But I think underneath it all, it shows my weakness of not being able to cope with small problems. And it really scares me. Cuz I realise that there's nothing I can do to help that person and I have to watch by the sidelines while that person puts up a front everyday while inside that person's crumbling inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3833959821864164102?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3833959821864164102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3833959821864164102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3833959821864164102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3833959821864164102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-ok-day-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7447601541639115553</id><published>2007-09-24T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T02:24:08.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;AHHHH!!!!! How could this happen?!?!? How the hell can I be so careless?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It all started after PE. After some fun at PE due to our wacky couple dance, Ahshiba, Sheryl and I went to change to our ugly &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;elephant-skin school uniform&lt;/span&gt;. I put my phone and my wallet on my elephant-skin shirt and started changing. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Pulled at my shirt.&lt;/span&gt; Wallet fell on the floor. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Not bad enough&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HANDPHONE FALLS INTO THE TOILET BOWL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thank god the toilet wasn't like, used. Quickly extricated and washed my phone. That's when it started to go haywire. First, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;visual goes&lt;/span&gt; (although blank white screen appears after some &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;repeated banging of the phone on the auditorium tables during Econs lecture by Weilun and Sheryl&lt;/span&gt;). Suddenly&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; vibrates&lt;/span&gt;. Great. Received message when my phone is giving me divine white light instead of my regular wallpaper. Borrow Sheryl's phone, answer to message and &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tell mom my phone's fried.&lt;/span&gt; Return Sheryl her phone. Continue banging phone and trying to switch it on throughout remaining lecture. Goes on during PW lecture. Only &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;hit jackpot&lt;/span&gt; at end of the day when the images appear on my phone screen &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;during Physics remedial&lt;/span&gt;. Whoops with joy. Then it &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;runs out of battery&lt;/span&gt; due to the repeated on-ing and off-ing. Darn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Almost opened my big fat mouth about my secrets again. Lucky Sher was still talking so i just shut up.Cant rmb wat the topic was about that made me almost say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At least it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7447601541639115553?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7447601541639115553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7447601541639115553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7447601541639115553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7447601541639115553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhhh-how-could-this-happen-how-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2930472137523486901</id><published>2007-09-19T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T02:20:00.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Finally got time to blog!!! I am officially panicking, what with PW and promos and all the random stuff. Hope I do well and at least get promoted or I'm going to be real sad. Banking on passing Math, Chem and Phy.Econs........ dunno la. Try my best I guess. Wish I was clever like Mingching but sadly I am of lower intelligence. So sad. But I must work harder and not blog. No idea how people find time to blog. Scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;PW is in a mess. Interviewed Mr Toh about our project and his best advice is to scrap the idea. Die la. But ST sas we have to " defend our grounds." &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And Ms-Intelligent-ST&lt;/span&gt; just told us that the words in diagrams are counted. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NOW ONLY SHE TELL US. WE"VE BEEN SCAMMED FOR THE PAST SIX MONTHS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Die.&lt;/span&gt; We'll overshoot like shit. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Die. Die. Die.&lt;/span&gt; Then Er's group also used a lot of diagrams and they already overshot by 1.5K words. But theirs is damn good la. All ME with one being a high ME. My group is probably all AE la. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Die.&lt;/span&gt; And on top of that we overshot words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Why is everything crashing down as I speak? Am I gonna fail promos. Probably.I'm just so happ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;y all the time that I never stop to feel pain. I guess its crashin down on me now when I'm vulnerable with all the PW shit. At least my primary school past is not coming back to haunt me. then I'd just die and go to hell. Dont see the incentive of living sometime cuz when I die, Im probably just going to hell. Im afraid to reveal some of the secrets that will make my friends run. Only some ppl like Mingching know so its ok. But for someone who doesnt like keeping secrets, i sure have a lot. I almost told some ppl but caught myself. Ppl probably think im spastic the way i start talking and then stop and shake my head and catch myself mid-sentence. I guess its better that way. Or i'll just be a loner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2930472137523486901?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2930472137523486901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2930472137523486901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2930472137523486901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2930472137523486901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-got-time-to-blog-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7725964287267838776</id><published>2007-09-03T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T05:57:52.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Did since Mingching wanted it done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:1. (the person who tagged you is) - Mingching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is) – 5 years of friendship:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) – Extremely clever. Radical. Great secret keeper. Funny. Cuckoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you) – Whole bunch of thingsJ I can’t choose one. Has to be meeting up with me in all his free time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you) – Thi, if you do that one more time I’m going to poke you.&lt;br /&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will) – Scream and run in the opposite direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be) – Not happening in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will) – Cry. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be) – I probably pissed him off so bad he screamed at me and I’m refusing to admit I am wrong even though I know jolly well I am. Yes he’s that nice.&lt;br /&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is) – Help him find his soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is) – He’s a wacky guy who some people just can’t stand. He takes a bit of getting used to but when you know him for 5 years…&lt;br /&gt;12. (how you think people around you will feel about you) – Irritating person who laughs extra loud at all the wrong times which makes her look as if she’s attracting attention.&lt;br /&gt;13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is) – Cuckoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;14. (the characteristic you hate about yourself is) – Sometimes I can’t stop being cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;15. (the most ideal person you want to be is) – Myself (since some crazy people would like to be me, for a reason that is past my reasoning)&lt;br /&gt;16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them) – I love you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;1. Sanjeven&lt;br /&gt;2. Samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;3. Shena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4. Shona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;5. Sheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;6. Shankar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;7. Sweehao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;8. Ahshiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;9. Weilun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;10. Mingching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(who is no.6 having a relationship with?) – No idea:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Is no.9 a male or female?) Male.&lt;br /&gt;(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?) – Nope. Two guys with very different characters. Swee won’t be able to tahan Mingching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(What is no.2 studying?) – Geog and how to produce non-dustbin sound from her trombone.&lt;br /&gt;(When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?) – This morning between paper one and two of GP.  Discussing aforementioned like-shit paper.&lt;br /&gt;(What kind of music does no.8 like?) – Tamil songs and beautiful Girls by Shaun Kingston.&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.1 has any siblings?) – A gorgeous sister.(Me, for those who couldn’t guess from my ego-inflating words.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Will you woo no.3?) – No. Girls and both straight and have an eye for cute guys (like th e ticket guy at AMK Hub)&lt;br /&gt;(How about no.7?) – Don’t think so. If he can’t stand Mingching, he sure as hell can’t stand me.(Is no.4 single?) – Should be. She might be dating a tree:)&lt;br /&gt;(What’s the surname of no.5?) – Chia.(see, I know my friends.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(What’s the hobby of no.4?) – Sing and make random sound like “Ee” and “Ah”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Do no.5 and 9 get along well?) – Yup although she gets pissed off with him once in a while.(Where is no.3 studying at?) – Aj.(Say something casual about no.1) – He’s really nice.&lt;br /&gt;(Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?) – I AM NOT A LESBIAN.&lt;br /&gt; (Where does no.9 live?) - Sembawang.(Funny, same as Mingching’s answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(What colour does no.4 like?) – Purple I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Are no.5 and 1 best friends?) – no. never met.&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.7 like no.2?) – OMFG!! Guess who has at no.2 before I changed it? HAZEL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(How did you get to know no.2?) – Class Clique!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Does no.1 have any pets?) - Kangeroo dog. As said by Mingching snice me and my bro have the same pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?) – Er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7725964287267838776?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7725964287267838776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7725964287267838776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7725964287267838776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7725964287267838776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/did-since-mingching-wanted-it-done.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8794858670261820445</id><published>2007-09-03T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T05:06:42.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Promos is so damn close!&lt;em&gt; I can almost smell it...&lt;/em&gt; ok actually I can't but WHO CARES?!?!? The schooldays-pretending-to-be-holidays have officially started. GP test was a killer today.I kept o falling asleep and stoning. Hope I don't get like-shit marks. Crap gotta go now though. Hope I have tijme to blog again real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8794858670261820445?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8794858670261820445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8794858670261820445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8794858670261820445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8794858670261820445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/promos-is-so-damn-close-i-can-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-874094423590651700</id><published>2007-09-01T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T02:05:49.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I need to blog more. So here is a post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;10 things that piss me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;1. People degrading themselves when it's so FUCKING obvious that they're better that what they are making to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. People who go out of the way to show they hate others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;3. People who prefer revenge to forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. People who refuse to cooperate but complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5.People who stand around wasting time not doing anything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6.People who think the only way to make everything better is by removing themselves from the equation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7.Project work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;8. The fact that some teachers try so hard but noone appreciates them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9. People not handing in Physics homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10. People going," you didn't give me the worksheet!" instead of "I forgot to take the worksheet from you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As you can see, this week has been crappy. From scotchtape to Weilun being an arse to project work to project work (two incidents). Ms Ang wants our WR by Monday. She's trying so hard that I take everything I've said about her. I'm really trying but my group ca't seem to find a time to meet up and do it. So now I'm like doing the changes that Ms Ang wanted. A bit sad but , hey, I can make any change I want! It's a plus. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Usual school days pretending to be holidays are coming up next week. Have to go to school on everyday except Friday. It's not that bad I guess. I get to see everyone in school. But I can't stay at home and provide my dog with the "undivided attention"(quote Mr Ng) that I promised her. She looks so forlorn with her please-play-with-me-and-my-ball-that-does-not-look-like-a-ball-due-to-all-the-times-I-chewed-it look. It's so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Screw JC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-874094423590651700?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/874094423590651700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=874094423590651700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/874094423590651700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/874094423590651700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-to-blog-more.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3532839846847730528</id><published>2007-08-19T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:05:47.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS PEOPLE?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ok maybe I can understand if the people eating dogs we stranded on an island with no food at all and in dire need for it. Why would people eat man's best friend? I got shocked at the pic I saw when I googled images of dogs. It hurts me to see people carving and removing the insides of an animal that is the same species of the animal that I play with every day I get home. People in the Phillipines believe in killing and eating dogs when someone is faced with bad luck or if a death is witnessed. And I'm like ok, maybe its religious so it's accepted within the country. THEN, i read about dogs being an appetiser along with an alchoholic beverage. On top of that, within the Phillipines, dog meat is cheaper than other meat and therefore it is popular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The dogs die painful deaths, either by starvation and dehydration during travelling or by being hit on the head several times at the slaughterhouses. Their blood is also collected and sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And here we're trying to protect them bysending to the SPCA and other homes. So we wonder, what is wrong with this people? They eat dog just so their alcohol will taste better. And on top of  that, the authority are easily bribed into letting them through during checks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;More is said in the below article. Beware of gory pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gan.ca/images/Philippines%20dogs/dogs%2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;http://www.gan.ca/images/Philippines%20dogs/dogs%2014.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3532839846847730528?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3532839846847730528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3532839846847730528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3532839846847730528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3532839846847730528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-fuck-is-wrong-with-this-people-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1444816048737709050</id><published>2007-08-18T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:35:49.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My keyboard feel foreign under my hands today. Oh well , I did fall asleep on it yesterday. Have to do tons of PW today. Kinda tired but hey, when have I ever been fully awake in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway I did a lot of thinking and I finally decided that I haven't been contributing enough for PW. I mean, I can fall asleep on my keyboard. So I'm going to chiong it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I got something to say about branding today. You know when people call you something mean and the name sticks? Yup that's branding. A form of stereotyping. And not everyone can take i. So ppl out there, just because I can take people calling me fat, doesn't mean the whole world can. So hold your tongue when necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And this brings us to racist jokes. I'm damn tolerant but some people in my class can't really control their mouths and Im afraid that they're going to get killed in some foreign country by some people. To me, it's just a joke and I take it that way but there are many people who can't take these jokes and these guys in my class are going to get whacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chatting with my primary good friend now. Miss him a lot. In fact I miss everyone from that time cuz it was the one time I wasn't studying at all. I know I always say that I miss them but... that's the truth. Lost contact with those who are studying in Malaysia now.. nevermind I should shut up now or my blog is going to just sound sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gotta go now. But i think I'm going to blog one more time today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1444816048737709050?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1444816048737709050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1444816048737709050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1444816048737709050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1444816048737709050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-keyboard-feel-foreign-under-my-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1985852760652991</id><published>2007-08-11T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:56:12.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Took this from Youying's blog &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(So i've no originality. I know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Immature Test.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have eaten fish food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You have eaten dog food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You have eaten cat food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have run into a glass door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have eaten an ant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have eaten grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You have licked a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You have polka dotted underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have pink underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You had contests with your friendsto see who can create the nastiestburp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have screamed a random word inpublic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You wave at people you don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] You have flushed the toilet becauseyou were bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You have slapped yourself out ofboredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ]You sing the "FUN" song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;]You hold conversations with apillow,blanket, stuffed animal etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;(toilet lightbulb actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You dream of llamas coming out ofpeoples' butts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You think people who eat brains arecool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x]You have/sing karaoke even thoughyou know you're horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x]You know how to spell"supercallifragalisticespialadosious"by heart. &lt;-- this is spelt wrong!! [ ] You make up your own words and usethem with people who have no clue whatthey mean.[x] You have striped socks and you havewore them so people can see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x] You have hugged a random person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x] You have ran up and down the stairscuz u were bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ] You have created a puppet show withyour socks out of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ]You have imagined people saying"bla" and blowing up.(does it count if you dreamt it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[ ]You are addicted to the Anamaniacstheme song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x]You are addicted to "The Pinky andthe Brain" theme song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x]You have stared at your ceiling forover 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x] You have talked to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;[x] You have conversations with yourimaginary friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So I'm 60% immature (weird, I always thought it'll be like 95%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Going to watch tv now. Just watched Disturbia and the ending was good though the beginning was a bit boring ( Shia LeBeouf made up for it though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I HAVEN"T WATCHED HAPPY POTTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Life sucks. And then promos come and it sucks even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1985852760652991?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1985852760652991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1985852760652991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1985852760652991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1985852760652991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/08/took-this-from-youyings-blog-so-ive-no.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1835530467869527933</id><published>2007-08-06T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:41:52.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;On the school library com ( and obviously at school) waiting for my GP remedial to start. Out of all people who could have GP remedial it's me. Damn. Anyway, Shena and Cicillia are joining me and Kangting today. More people to talk to. Hehe. Have to miss part of choir though. Sad. I think we're going to learn more about our end-year carolling. Can't wait it's going to be great! Hope we sing nice songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Top Ten embarassing Situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Five years old: I was bouncing on my bed when I bounced off it and landed on the floor. Unglam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Seven years old: My skirt fell off in the school bus. (YIKES!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Ten years old: Caught copying spelling form my friend. ( Embarassing cuz, I've never been caught before &lt;wink,&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Twelve years old: Made to stand at the flagpole ( and thereafter becoming a permanet fixture there) for not doing any of my June Holiday homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Thirteen years old: Was extremely late for my first day and therefore subjected to 41 stares form the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Forteen years old: Went on stage to sing a Chinese song with 2 of my other friends ( you DONT wanana know how that went)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Fifteen years old: Fell down at camp (ok, i was desperate for something this year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; Sixteen years old: Forgot a quarter of the lyrics for "Superstar" by Jamelia. ( But my group still won so...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Sixteen years old:Was the first to cry onstage when making my Thank-You speech for Band Farewell '06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; Seventeen years old: Too many to count.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ok. So I'm not the most embarrassed person on Earth. Sad eh? But I got enough Happy times and that is what really matters:):):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Painted my toenails two different shades of pink. Not that obvious though. Bought new shoes cuz my old one could join Debate and Oratorical Society.( as in, it could talk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gotta go do Integration. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And my WR never got printed. Waited for HALF an hour for it to print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1835530467869527933?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1835530467869527933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1835530467869527933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1835530467869527933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1835530467869527933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-school-library-com-and-obviously-at.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7993773904252891023</id><published>2007-08-05T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T10:00:13.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's like....12 53 am and I'm doing PW WR. This really sucks man. I'm so damn tired. Sadly , i only received the thing around 10 so I missed Ugly Betty and Lost:3 to do this crap. And my conclusion really is crap... Welll.. Waiting for my printer to print the 20 pages of work. My computer is not co-operating and that thing hasn't even started printing yet. So tired. And it still hasn't started. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gotta restart my com and try again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7993773904252891023?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7993773904252891023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7993773904252891023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7993773904252891023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7993773904252891023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4757679403588197502</id><published>2007-08-03T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T06:47:22.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AHH!!! Audition is not working!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pardon me. Just been weird lately. Been mugging and my lame jokes are becoming lamer. Don't know what the hell is wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I think I'm going to cut my hair short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This has nothing to do with being weird. It's way easier to manage. But when I told my bro, he gave me the I-dont-want-a-sister-that-looks-like-a-boy look. So its tentative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Funny how rumours pass in choir. Gets changed easily. Doesn't really matter though:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IM BEING MEGADRAINED. I think it's partially because of the studying and partially because I keep on hanging out with clever people like Amanda. Damn scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mr Ng asked why I was so quiet during PTM. He thought I wa pretending to be an angel. My foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIX EXTREMELY WEIRD THINGS ABOUT ME &lt;/strong&gt;(minus the usual weirdness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. I cry easily. Not weird for the average person but not for the I'm-always-laughing-my-head-off person. And when I start I don't stop. And my right eye always tears first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2.When my mother gave birth to me I came out smiling. Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. I used to be so skinny everytime I fall sick I almost die .(this was when i was 2. and now... you get the picture.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. I used to dream about my parents dying and wake up in the middle of the night crying. When I was 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. The first time I learnt how to walk was a super-anticlimax. I just stood and walked. -_-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6. I lose a lot of hair everyday. Not like chemo but quite a lot. And thus the yearning for short hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(I actually wrote until 7 when I realised i only wanted to write six...oh well.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WERE GOING TO ITALY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Land of food, drinks and hot guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I LUV CHOIR!! and i hope that we work mega hard and do supercallifragelisticexpriallydociously at Italy. Saving money now but I don't know if it'll be enough. Life's a witch and then you fly. Oh that was random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ahshiba Sultana Raisins wants me to delete the msg in cbox by mingching. Can I do it? I'm not sure. Do I want to do it? Ummm...well...no. Hehe. THE PRINCESS ROCKS BY THE WAY. and so does my class clique. Make me happy enough to entertain them everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Got to smell the band room today. Put my bag there temporarily to go do make-up PE with Sam. TEN ROUNDS OF SHEER TORTURE. Sam runs damn fast okie?(w.r.t to my speed). The band room smells nice. Damn I miss band. Miss my saxophone. Must go back CCHY. Hope Chijie has been taking good care of my baritone saxophone which I'm currently missing. It's 19.2 kg ok so it's like a light human being. I MISS MY LIGHT HUMAN BEING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Saw Mr Aidil today. He taught me English in Sec 2, took me for TAF in MJ and I see him again here. And he was like "OH so you're here now?" like i'm some sort of elusive thief he's trying to capture. Which I probably am cuz I owe him one makeup.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gotta go mug now. At least my existence is not futile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4757679403588197502?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4757679403588197502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4757679403588197502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4757679403588197502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4757679403588197502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahh-audition-is-not-working-pardon-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-2432806289687742627</id><published>2007-07-29T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:30:09.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So now I'm in PW class. So difficult to blog what with the nonsense Sheryl is doing. Still waiting for the idiot flower to come here so that we can talk to her about our project. Everyone's blogging now so I decided to blog too. Today has been okie. Saw Shona and Youying in the morning and my class people are just so bubbly that it helps. Vir is blogging too!! yayness. AFL is talking to Ahshiba's group now. They've been talking for quite long. Stress sia. Last Friday Sheryl cried in front of AFL. . Can't you see she's stressed because of you? She went one round with our group's events and now we're back to the event that we first proposed her in our first GPP.Flower man!! Anw, me and Sheryl met up on Sat in her house and we went through the whole event again. Hopefully for the last time. erlinna rocks!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Thilaiga says... WHATEVER!!) Hmmm... anw, we watched Mulan on Disney Channel at her house and she was saying the dialogue one second before they screened it so it was damn funny. Then we continued the project&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;until about 2 when she had to go for NDP. She got this really cool fan that says "happy birthday Singapore " blah blah blah. AFL is still talking to that group. Haiz. Don't think she'll meet us today.Mingching change blog so gotta go read. Okie I'm done here. Still havent' blogged about Pattaya third day but oh well... just read Meirong' s blog to find out. She's done a good job of it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BB!!!:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-2432806289687742627?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/2432806289687742627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=2432806289687742627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2432806289687742627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/2432806289687742627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-now-im-in-pw-class.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3368766155132461404</id><published>2007-07-21T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:16:52.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i have to blog before i forget everything that happened:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;day2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had breakfast.Yup. Then we went to watch the opening ceremony. MR Kwei and his average-ly long speech.There was this choir that had this really cool choir costume (which was essentially a shirt and black pants.) Their shirt had really interesting patterns in front and a hand-drawn picture of a drum at the back. And they sang some song with the year 1940 and bicycles involved. LOL. We went to Meirong and Selene's room where we waited for the late ppl like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Shena Shona Hazel and Youying.&lt;/span&gt; Selene&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; prank called&lt;/span&gt; their rooms and said" &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sawadika. Thai massage..."&lt;/span&gt; and a lot more before yelling at them to come faster to 91005. Hahax. Then we did a remake of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Natsu&lt;/span&gt;. Damn cool although it was kind of a failed attempt.But it was fun watching them do the funny stuff.:)&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. did we go back and watch more? I'm not sure. but the highlight of the day was watching &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;NUS choir and MJ choir&lt;/span&gt; perform at our impromptu exchange. So cool la. We sang and it was not bad although the sops did make a few mistakes. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ'S YORU WAS DAMN NICE LA&lt;/span&gt;.That Ko Matsushita(hope i got it right) song. It was wonderful. MJ was really good( and this is not my first-three-month biased opinion. They really are good.:) The ppl in MJ choir are really nice. Which set me thinking. If I did not miss the choir auditions for MJ choir and I had gotten in, I probably would have stayed there. Take into consideration that at that time I didn't know AJ choir. BUT now that I'm here nothing could make me wanna leave:). Anw, NUS choir was also really good. Can't really remember the songs they sang but they were really nice to listen to and all. Maybe I'll join that choir . &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;IF I CAN EVER GO NUS THAT IS.&lt;/span&gt; Oh I'm crapping alot. ANW, we got some good advice( like the advice that Mr Toh had been telling us since day 1) and we really tried to work on it. Some judge stopped to listen to NUS. So cool la. People stop to listen to them leh. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;NUS choir IS SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;COOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That's about what happened on day 2 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;minus the random sop screaming and crapping&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Gotta go do something else le my vision is blurring:( Will blog about the other days some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3368766155132461404?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3368766155132461404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3368766155132461404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3368766155132461404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3368766155132461404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-to-blog-before-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3386252412049528773</id><published>2007-07-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:34:39.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh I like finally have some time to blog. Pattaya was super cool. The hotel was nice for one, and the rooms were quite close by. Me Shena Shona Hazel and Youying were so near by we just ran over from time to time:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Day1: We got on the plane TG 404. It was Cicillia's first plane ride so I was quite happy for her. I was stting beside Karen but she switched places with Ryan so that she could sit beside Nambi. So Ryan sat beside me, and Kangting and Cicillia sat on my left. It was really fun. Ryan Cicillia and Kangting are so full of crap. I never knew that they were so lame. We did maths curve sketching tutorial. Cicillia underwent some discomfort with her ear during turbulence and she was tearing but overal the flight was quite smooth. We spent about 90% of the time laughing. After we landded we claimed our baggage. Huixia's baggage lock was broken so I think they were claiming a new one or something. We boarded a bus and then took a 2 hour ride to Pattaya. We stopped along the way at Jet petrol station to buy some water and stuff. We bought this drink called Mogu Mogu lychee juice which was quite nice. I also bought Choco banana flavoured Pocky. I've never seen it in Singapore. It was really nice. We continued to Ambassador City Hotel. I SAW ALLIE AND QUIQI!! So cool to see them here(duh they're in MJ choir). Anw, the food was quite nice in the hotel too. Especially the dessert. We kind of formed a eating group comprising of me, Angela, Cicillia, Kangting, Ryan, Nambi, Karen, Lynette and Zongyi( i hope i din miss out anyone:P). We were always the first to reach the dessert table but the last to finish eating. So cool la. We didn't camwhore much though. There were some shops set up near the hotel where we could buy souvenirs and the like. There also was a minimart called minimart.:) So that was what happened on the first day. Bleh I'm out of time. I'll blog about the rest of the days some other time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3386252412049528773?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3386252412049528773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3386252412049528773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3386252412049528773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3386252412049528773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-i-like-finally-have-some-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8465528713786126956</id><published>2007-07-08T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T06:44:19.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So today is like, the day after 07/07/07. Didn't really go out yesterday other than choir. Was actually planning to go out with my class but noone managed to seriously plan anything. Supposed to be damn special for me cuz my index number is also 7 but...Choir was.. fruitful. Learnt a lot of things, most of them within the 5 minutes that me, Shena, Youying Shona and Angela were walking out of school. Shena managed to teach me how to get resonance and a bright voice. Hope I'll be able to replicate what I was doing. She also taught YY how to sing the higher notes. Shena's really great at teaching and she seems like she really knows what she's doing. Wow. So want to be like her. Anw, choir was fun although we didn't really do that well at combined. Kena interrogated by Zhengkai. Kind of brought it on myself by opening my mouth when he asked for feedback on sectionals. Hehe muz learn to shut up. Kane kind of told us about what Mr Kwei told him. So sad. But we'll improve more. And at least we know that we're trying the best. At least the Sopranos are. We're really more bonded la. We're also improving together and at least we're talking to each other. We really come earlier and we're taking this damn seriously. No more slacking( not to say that we were slacking before ). We've got a do-it-or-die-trying kind of attitude now. Yeah!! Hehe. Must jiayou now cause it's really the last stretch now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Anw gotta go now. Can't wait for Pattaya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8465528713786126956?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8465528713786126956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8465528713786126956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8465528713786126956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8465528713786126956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-today-is-like-day-after-070707.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8505584814373823071</id><published>2007-07-01T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:03:53.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY YOUTH DAY EVERYBODY!!! Haha. I'm happy for another reason though. Pattaaya is only 12 days away! That's less than 2 weeks! really can't wait. Yesterday's prac was ok i guess. Mr Kwei's coming down on Monday so we'll finally know if we improved or not. Hope he says we did. Anyway the exams are over and I officially need to start doing my homework. Shucks. Anyway life has improved. Yeah. Much happier now that exams are over. And now we have some free time before mugging  fever overtakes us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Something that Mingching did is really causing me doubts now though. I know that it isn't him who is saying it but it still makes sense but leaves me completely clueless at the same time. Haix. Hope everyone else are having doubt-free lives out there!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8505584814373823071?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8505584814373823071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8505584814373823071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8505584814373823071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8505584814373823071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-youth-day-everybody-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4902644186128365431</id><published>2007-06-26T06:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:08:49.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was physics and it was.... let's just say... when they asked for upthrust i wrote "Upthrust =" and stopped there. So you get my point. I hope all the exams finish faster so that we can get back to our regular schedules again. Really miss everyone at choir esp. the girls. And I just found out that my A level oral is on this friday.. So I'm like dead la.. Econs was also very weird. As in the question requires more than just Econs stuff it also requires like common sense and social studies. Not at all like history when you can just regurgitate all the facts and score level 3. Anw gotta go study le. Can't wait to see you guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4902644186128365431?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4902644186128365431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4902644186128365431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4902644186128365431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4902644186128365431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-was-physics-and-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1059506797501516778</id><published>2007-06-24T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T05:22:12.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Okay yesterday I went mad with the quizs so today I tried to be more normal... it sure felt weird. Today tried to chiong chem and maths...emphasis on the word "try". Can't wait for tomorrow tho, I'll finally see all my classmates again. This holiday din really feel like a holiday, what with choir and lectures and going out. But it was fun I guess. Time to start chionging at AJ again. Chionging gives you a nice feeling after the chionging is over. Like exercise. You can proudly say ," I finished all my five year series" and have everyone around you stare in awe. Hahax. Anw really can't wait for tml cuz a lot of things are going to happen tml ( not mentioning Econs and GP). Re-writing Chap One was such a hassle and it actually ended up being worse that the original so... Hehe. So miss laughing. These past few days have been damn serious la. So weird. And my bro is being a good bro and getting insulted by me. Feel so bad. But he insult me also la so it's like equal. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;How do you describe your thoughts when words are not the medium to what you're feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This is how.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;We're bonded by the only thing we believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tho its hard to explain I know that you all feel it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;All in this together, each and evry one of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;how did we get wrapped up in this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It's just so weird, you think you know someone so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;then it hits you so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bleh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You all feel the same right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hope you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*Disclaimer: This is not a song, neither is it a poem. Thus it does not rhyme or sound lyrical. This is just mad rambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So many things can happen in one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1059506797501516778?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1059506797501516778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1059506797501516778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1059506797501516778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1059506797501516778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-yesterday-i-went-mad-with-quizs-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8325804700464499793</id><published>2007-06-23T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T04:10:32.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg went crazy at the links in Hazels blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Beagle Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/beagle-puppy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful, energetic, and happy go lucky.&lt;br /&gt;And you're sense of smell is absolutely amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Breed of Puppy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Pet is a Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealpetquiz/cat.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're both aloof, introverted, and moody.&lt;br /&gt;And your friends secretly wish that you were declawed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealpetquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Pet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ENFP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is enthusiastic, giving, cautious, and loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 8% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 6% of all men&lt;br /&gt;You are Extroverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Poet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/poet.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a way with words... and a talent for drawing the pure emotions out of experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Your poetry has the potential to make people laugh and cry at the same time. You just need to write it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Pretty Good Liar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodliarquiz/liar-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lies are somewhat believable, but sometimes you get caught.&lt;br /&gt;Work on keeping your body language and emotions calm. And you'll be a better liar in no time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodliarquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Liar?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who Should Paint You: Pablo Picasso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/pablo-picasso.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your an expressive soul who shows many emotions, with many subtleties&lt;br /&gt;Only a master painter could represent your glorious contradictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/"&gt;What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Expressive and Tenacious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/enfj.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to learn about new cultures, ideas, and theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthropology&lt;br /&gt;Counseling&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;Ethnic Studies&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Languages and Literature&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Literature&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Eastern Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Paint Your Room Yellow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/yellow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and bold, yellow is truly the color of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;Your yellow room will drive you to think clearly, develop new ideas, and be organized.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow is also energizing and very powerful. So don't expect to rest in there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/"&gt;What Color Should You Paint Your Room?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Famous Last Words Will Be:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/death1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you're a cannibal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/"&gt;What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tommy Lee Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/tommy-lee.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.462765453&amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See his whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;Which Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: March 15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take life as it is, and you find happiness in a variety of things.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be close to family and friends. But it's hard to get into your inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;Making the little things wonderful is important to you, and you probably have an inviting home.&lt;br /&gt;You seek harmony with others, but occasionally you have a very stubborn streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your intense optimism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You shy away from exploring your talents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Me by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is very intense and a little difficult to express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weirdo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaweirdoquiz/weirdo-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little weird, but you'd be even weirder if you didn't have a few quirks.&lt;br /&gt;You are just strange enough to know it, but nobody else seems to notice your weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;That's because, deep down, everyone is a little freaky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaweirdoquiz/"&gt;Are You A Weirdo?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Avril Lavigne!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/avril.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit hardcore on the outside...&lt;br /&gt;But sweet and sensitive on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;"It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out this life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 1996 Theme Song Is: California Love by Tupac and Dre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyour1996themesongquiz/california-love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me serenade the streets of L.A.&lt;br /&gt;From Oakland to Sacktown&lt;br /&gt;The Bay Area and back down&lt;br /&gt;Cali is where they put they mack down&lt;br /&gt;Give me love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour1996themesongquiz/"&gt;What's Your 1996 Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Element is Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerelementquiz/earth.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy: balancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your season: changing of seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated and responsible, you are a rock to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are skilled at working out even the most difficult problems.&lt;br /&gt;Low key and calm, you are happiest when you are around loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious and goal oriented, you have long term plans to be successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerelementquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Blue Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/power-blue.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships and feelings are the most important things to you.&lt;br /&gt;You are empathetic and accepting - and good at avoiding conflict.&lt;br /&gt;If someone close to you is in pain, it makes you hurt as well.&lt;br /&gt;You try to heal the ones you love with your kind and open heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Brownie Cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/cheesecake-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little chunky and a little gooey, you pretty much run on sugar!&lt;br /&gt;You take hedonism to the extreme.. And people love you for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cheesecake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An Attention Seeker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanattentionwhorequiz/attention-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only human, so you can't help but want a little attention every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;You love the spotlight, but only when it's well deserved. You'd hate to be known for the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;And you also don't mind sharing the spotlight. You can easily give someone else credit or a complement.&lt;br /&gt;You know there's enough attention to go around, and it makes you happy when your friends shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come across as: Friendly and interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may wrongly think you're: A little more modest than you actually are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanattentionwhorequiz/"&gt;Are You An Attention Whore?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Nail Polish Color is Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/black.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you're unique: There's nothing about you that isn't unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your style rocks: You are a total indie chick... and you can pull it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this color says about you: "I'm a trendsetter and don't care what anyone else is doing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Nail Polish Best Fits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 80% Pisces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpiscesareyouquiz/pisces.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpiscesareyouquiz/"&gt;How Pisces Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Birth Month Is January&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruebirthmonthquiz/january.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Social&lt;br /&gt;Logical&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Loves children&lt;br /&gt;Rather reserved&lt;br /&gt;Highly attentive&lt;br /&gt;Likes to criticize&lt;br /&gt;Needs close friends&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious and serious&lt;br /&gt;Smart, neat and organized&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking and productive&lt;br /&gt;Loves to teach and be taught&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make others happy&lt;br /&gt;Searches for the greatest romance&lt;br /&gt;Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds&lt;br /&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love&lt;br /&gt;Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruebirthmonthquiz/"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8325804700464499793?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8491009837183191846</id><published>2007-06-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:27:04.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt; Wednesday's steamboat was cancelled. So sad. But I still went studying and hanging out with Sally and Ming Ching. Quite fun we discovered a lot of things. Suddenly everything we've been doing the past few weeks doesn't seem like a game anymore. It finally feels real, especially after we met Ambika. It's going to be a wild ride but I think with our strength we'll ride this storm out. For those who have no idea about what I'm saying... erm.... ignore it I guess. For those who know, good for you. Anw, something really shocked me recently. Someone told me something ( or more like I found out) and I can't say I'm happy. It's like a revelation. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COULD I HAVE BEEN SO STUPID TO NOT SEE WTF WAS GOING ON?!?&lt;/span&gt; But I guess If Mingching can think Bk means block and not Burger King, this is ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Wait a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OK?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What am I thinking?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Haiz. I wish I could tell the world so that the world could tell me what to do or say. I mean it IS his choice and I shouldn't meddle. Considering it's not because of me that he... forget it. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Monday's econs and GP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hope they'll be okie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I also hope confusion is not a contagious disease that can spread from one topic to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Or I'm dead for any paper after maths. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If only I could say what's on my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But if everyone knew everything about me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;There'll be noone left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; Farewell party was just over a few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;They were happy times, spending so much time talking about ghosts in Thailand. And it finally let us attend to something v impt... bonding. We really bonded and I hope it'll stay like that. Yup. I want one big happy family. As possible as having one episode of Happy Tree Friends with no violence at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Took a lot of photos and spent a lot of time singing. Boon Teck went around asking someone to keep his fighting fish that the Tenors gave him. Youying took up the offer. Food was not bad, what with the yellow-dyed rice ( Hwei ting I'll miss you!!!) and all. Sang No Importa La Distancia and Was not bad I guess. Hazel was bawling her eyes out. She was super sad. Nope she's okie now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just read a ton of good books and I'm finally ready to mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8491009837183191846?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8491009837183191846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8491009837183191846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8491009837183191846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8491009837183191846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-508825180766449009</id><published>2007-06-18T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T06:19:59.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My internet finally works again.. Yay! It was kind of spoiled for the past few days so now I'm so happy that it works!! Anyway, I was thinking of uploading Chapter one of Curse of the Ji but it was just so lame that I'm thinking of re-writing it. Choir was fun today though, although I was too tired to enjoy it. We didn't really perform our best though. Mr Toh said we'll get a Bronze probably. Haiz. But I'm going to work harder and hope I'll improve:) was kind of sad the whole day, although I've no reason to be. Emoing I guess. So weird, I never used to do this before. Going for steamboat on Wed with the saxophonists. Can't wait I miss them so much. All the saxophonists who went to JC became JC saxophonists. Everyone, that is, except me. They don't really mind tho, cuz we still hang out with each other. Thailand competition is only about three weeks away. So weird to refer to this as Thailand com after referring to the Annual Symphonic Band Competition as Thailand com for the past four years. Oh well, if everything else can change there's no reason that this can't too. Everything feels so different now. I still feel as if JC is something I'm going to get out of in the near future. Near future as in few months from  now. I guess it hasn't hit me yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Someone get a sledgehammer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-508825180766449009?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/508825180766449009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=508825180766449009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/508825180766449009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/508825180766449009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-internet-finally-works-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3918872404054846019</id><published>2007-06-10T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T05:20:01.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: black; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solidcolor:black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350" align="center" border="0" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MISSING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thilaiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr height="15"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was last seen trying to make a molotov cocktail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr height="15"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000" height="5"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_178.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'What will you last be seen doing?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Clicked on the link on Youying's blog...&lt;br /&gt;Man this is hilarious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3918872404054846019?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3918872404054846019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3918872404054846019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3918872404054846019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3918872404054846019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/missing-thilaiga-was-last-seen-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1450371414768355384</id><published>2007-06-08T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T07:28:26.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Choir was...... ok I guess. It just felt different now, compared to the past few weeks. Ya, just different. Not in a good way or a bad way. Just..........different. The people who had gone to China came back today and bought souvenirs for us... so nice of them:). They also sounded as if they had the 'flu, with love from China. Today was such a weird day. Not just choir but the whole day. And I was super tired.Haix. We were just hanging when shona started to crawl like the Lady in Ju-On. So I was giving sound effects and then kept talking about it. So funny. Mr Toh wasn't here today so we just practiced ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sop Ones still seem to mispitch the "ji". Feel so sad for them, must be real tough but they're trying their best. Anyway, this inspired me to do something stupid. Introducing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE CURSE OF THE "JI".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Curse Of The "JI".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(i'd love to call it chapter one but it's kinda short :P so...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sopranos of AjChoir took their places, eager to sing "Kasar Mie La Gaji". With anticipation, the conductor waves his hand, signaling the beginning of the song. The sopranos listened with apprehension as the tenors and basses started singing their low, low notes. Two bars after the altos came in, the sopranos came in with their haunting (maybe not yet, but in the near future) melody. Steadying themselves, they sang the part with as much support and technique as they can( tho the word "can" is subjective) and fought the curse of the "Ji".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  They went on with fervour and fear, the Lamentoso crawling closer and closer like a clockwork Ju-On. The part they feared was not Lamentoso, however. It was one bar before it, where the curse normally came into play. The bar was getting nearer with every wave of the conductor's hand. The sopranos marched on forth gallantly, singing every "Kasar Mie La Gaji" as if their life depended on it. The air was thick with anticipation as they approached the bar. Then they reached it. "Kasar Mie La Gaji!!" they sang in unison, hoping that the curse will stay away. But it was too late. They were already one semitone sharp. The curse of the "Ji" was activated, making the Sop Ones out of tune. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the altos could fend for themselves by memorising their next note, the sopranos swore that one day, they will overcome the curse of the "Ji"......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;omg this is so drama...more next time ( when i have time and actually put in effort to crap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1450371414768355384?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1450371414768355384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1450371414768355384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1450371414768355384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1450371414768355384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/choir-was.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-5558726046009105326</id><published>2007-06-01T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:21:03.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OoOoO... So I had my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Teenage Icon auditions&lt;/span&gt; today. Guess it went okay. I was kinda of nervous and I kind of started on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wrong key&lt;/span&gt; but thank god it was still &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-able&lt;/span&gt;. Saw a lot of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CCHY&lt;/span&gt; people there. Saw the two girls who won third for our school talentime that year me and Zhiyu sang &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;. We were all in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt; of sorts and suddenly &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cinderella (Tata Young's version)&lt;/span&gt; started playing. And both of them were staring at me. In a nice way. They're really nice people. Also saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christina&lt;/span&gt; ( the alto section ex-SL) taking part. And also saw the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Groom my Room girl&lt;/span&gt; who had that all-pink room. I'd give an arm to have my room refurnished. At the moment, it's furnished with..... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;assessment books&lt;/span&gt;. Yup. That's about it. Anyway, before going into the Audition Room, one of the dancing girls yelled my name and Mingching followed up with a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whoop&lt;/span&gt;. Damn weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went for &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;choir&lt;/span&gt; today and it was quite fun. Mr Toh wasn't in such a great mood today but it went okay, although he almost lost his patience with us. Practice was quite productive I guess because we managed to learn much of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kasar Mie La Gaji&lt;/span&gt; except for one part. Mingching was being &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nutty&lt;/span&gt; again today, as usual. He was saying he wants to come along to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mister Twitchy&lt;/span&gt;. No idea over why he's obsessing over him. So weird. Thank god he didn't come though it would have been weird. He was going to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Midsummer Night's Dream&lt;/span&gt; put up by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;. Must have been nice. Anyway, choir room's kinda filled with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ants&lt;/span&gt;, especially near the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Soprano's&lt;/span&gt; side. So &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt; has to do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Two days ago on 31 May was TPJC's choir concert for which we were guest choir. Must return the favor. The concert was not bad I think. We didn't really get to watch but I like the way they sing so it should have been nice. Would have been worth watching but well... if I'm right we went a little out of tune and off-key for Natsu but it was damn fun. It was the first time I really enjoyed singing Natsu. And Water Night was nice! I mean I liked it la. Dunno if it was okay technically. It was really fun being backstage. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THAT GUEST PIANIST WAS STILL THERE.&lt;/span&gt; But I don't think he recognised me so... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;phew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It was fun talking rubbish. Shona left her business thingy early today to come perform. And she unceremoniously fell down in front of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SMU&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe. I just had to mention that. And I realised my choir gown had a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hole&lt;/span&gt;. But it's not abvious. Shena helped me put makeup and went all out with mascara. My eyelashes turned out to look like an &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;extra one centimeter&lt;/span&gt; long. Damn nice! and she helped me put Shona's eyeshadow. Kind of a nice &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;. I'll probably buy that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-5558726046009105326?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/5558726046009105326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=5558726046009105326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5558726046009105326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/5558726046009105326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/06/ooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-9181381906790920349</id><published>2007-05-27T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T06:25:58.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just realised I haven't blogged for near a month..... oh well. It's been kinda sad these past few days. First I went for MJ choir concert and I saw all my friends there... I know I should be happy but I miss them so much.. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT?!?&lt;/span&gt; The world goes in vicious circles.. Remember the guy teacher I accidentally insulted when he was teaching me MIDI sequencing? The one who told me that my teacher in school put me in charge of collecting all the MIDI assignments and I told him ," This kind of SHIT also she put me in charge ar?" I didn't really mean it Joel, I was just really pissed with that teacher because she was being a dick. Anyway, why the whole recollection thing? &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BECAUSE HE WAS MJ'S GUEST PIANIST.&lt;/span&gt; That's right. And I was in the audience all flabbergasted because i never thought I would ever see him again. Damn. Anywayz, MJ's concert was really great and it was really supercalifragilisticexpialidocious to watch Allie and Qiu Qi performing. Also got to see darn lot of my classmates from MJ and Mereith and Zul. Kinda cool but sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then on Friday was Mr Zheng's and Dr. Ho's last day.&lt;/span&gt; I was so sad. I'm seriously going to miss Dr Ho's long winded maths examples that actually make sense (to a certain extent at least) and his funny laugh. I hope he remains our teacher after the June hols and Bocky doesn't come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mr Zheng's leaving today too.&lt;/span&gt; It's only been three months or so but I feel as if our class and Mr Zheng have spent a lifetime together, laughing at lame jokes and looking at gory pictures. Miss all his interesting GP videos &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(can''t always keep my head up though...ZzZzZ)&lt;/span&gt; but the videos DID teach us a lot of interesting and new stuff that we might have never known. So enjoyed the laughing our class has shared together under his care. He really bothered if we did our work and went out of his way to make each class different from the previous one. And I learnt a lot of cool stuff &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;( like the fact that Zi Rui hates violence, Wei Lun is violent, Firdaus is darn creative when it comes to punishments and Sheryl can be REALLY SPASTIC when she wants to.).&lt;/span&gt; Just don't know where to start describing Mr Zheng: his eyelashes, double eyelid and his favourite colour being pink but I sure know that after he's not teaching us anymore our class is never going to feel as complete again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-9181381906790920349?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/9181381906790920349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=9181381906790920349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/9181381906790920349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/9181381906790920349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-realised-i-havent-blogged-for-near.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1415669397589626193</id><published>2007-05-09T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T03:54:06.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So we got a gold for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SYF..&lt;/span&gt; quite happy because i was kinda afraid that mistake by one of the sops would have caused a silver, but phew, it didn't. Almost cried when we were singing No Importa La Distancia. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Cicillia &lt;/span&gt;beside was crying but luckily i relaxed and breathed. It would be freaky to see someone who's always laughing cry. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Kane&lt;/span&gt; wasn't there to do his &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;solo&lt;/span&gt; so some of the guys took turns to help with it. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt; was probably not our best performance but we GAVE it our best so we should be happy with what we got. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Mingching &lt;/span&gt;said that there's a twitchy guy in &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YJ&lt;/span&gt; too but I didn't see any. Most of us were cracking&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; lame&lt;/span&gt; jokes on the way back yesterday and I finally realised why so many seniors bothered to come back. it's the &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;bond&lt;/span&gt; within the choir itself that makes everyone &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;feel at home&lt;/span&gt; even if they feel that they're the &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;weirdest person on Earth&lt;/span&gt;.Anw, today's lessons were &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;sombre&lt;/span&gt; since many girls didn't come. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ahshiba, Reggie and Er&lt;/span&gt; weren't here. Er left halfway since she was down with flu. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Pity her man&lt;/span&gt; I know what it feels like to be &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kartik&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Zhaoliang&lt;/span&gt; were also out for &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;StAJE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt;. Me and Sher were entertaining ourselves the whole time but I kept saying &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; stiff cuz I was so darn tired. Couldn't concentrate during physics prac today cuz the mosquitoes kept on biting me. I had to do it today bcuz I wasn't in school ytd. I was so nervous bcuz I was the only one in the whole lab. I was thinking, "&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; I could be doing everything wrong and Mr. Chew might be standing there mocking me silently&lt;/span&gt;." But I got a C so I guess it wasn't that bad. I wrote nonsense for the discuss anomaly part. I wrote "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;not conducted in a draft-free room&lt;/span&gt;". Hello that is &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;chemistry&lt;/span&gt;!!! And that point wasn't even anomalous i just plotted it wrongly. So I got a big cross. But looking on the bright side, I could have gotten a Z but Mr Chew's a nice guy. Pris called me today and asked if there's choir. She can't get any blurrer man! But at least she didn't like stay until six then call. Can't wait for &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pattaya&lt;/span&gt; trip it's gonna be really fun with all the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wacko&lt;/span&gt; people in choir(i'm automatically one of them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1415669397589626193?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1415669397589626193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1415669397589626193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1415669397589626193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1415669397589626193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-we-got-gold-for-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-778527503851288603</id><published>2007-05-06T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T07:05:56.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Life's been running quite &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; eh? Just blogged yesterday so I ain't got much to say. However, i just realised just how much i miss my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cchy friends&lt;/span&gt; after talking to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt; that day. Really brought back all those &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; i've been trying to repress and make sure that I'll enjoy &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; while I can. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sally's&lt;/span&gt; gone to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TP &lt;/span&gt;taking &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt;. So clever. I'd probably be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt; about the whole thing. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miss&lt;/span&gt; her like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; and it's funny to think how we spent a whole of a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;year&lt;/span&gt; being &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;enemies&lt;/span&gt;. If there's one thing I grateful to band about it has to be making me and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Salz&lt;/span&gt; good friends. We all gotta meet up again soon.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NO STEAMBOATS!!!&lt;/span&gt; Enough of cooking the food by myself..hehe. But of course the steamboats were so &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt;, what with all the laughing and cracking lame jokes. Gotta go though, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ugly Betty's&lt;/span&gt; starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;P.S.: Mingching me and two of my AJ friends are going to KBox, wanna follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-778527503851288603?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/778527503851288603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=778527503851288603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/778527503851288603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/778527503851288603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/05/lifes-been-running-quite-sweet-eh-just.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1155219267137876089</id><published>2007-05-05T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T05:10:39.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So long since I blogged!!! Only realised it when i saw that my GP blog entry was more recent compared to my blog. Anyway, my parents didn't let me watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Midsummer&lt;/span&gt; Nights Dream. SO now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mingching&lt;/span&gt; is enjoying it. And I'm left to blog about it. But since it's like today and there's nothing I can do about it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;there're&lt;/span&gt; better things to worry about. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt; is coming in THREE DAYS!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!! There's no choir tomorrow because Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kwei&lt;/span&gt; wants us to rest. So I'm worrying now. Worried about getting our Gold with Honours. But we're definitely going to work or ass off to try to get it. Now watching my brother act like a total weirdo with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Quiksilver&lt;/span&gt; jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Going to watch Blackboards, White walls by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;StAJEworks&lt;/span&gt; with Sam. Dunno if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mingching&lt;/span&gt; wants to go. I mean..... Nah forget it there's no reason to continue harping about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MND&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, I realised that my blog entry isn't the main attraction of my blog, its the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CBox&lt;/span&gt;!!! So much life at my blog even when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Going on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pattaya&lt;/span&gt; trip with the choir. I actually managed to convince my parents to let me go Thailand again ( the prev two times being with band). Last years Choir Games was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Xiamen&lt;/span&gt;!! So cool, I wonder why I didn't see them there. Probably different date or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still, I'm really trying to plan a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;roadtrip&lt;/span&gt; for the end of this year. Sher was telling me something about wanting to go on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;roadtrip&lt;/span&gt; in Malaysia so I'm like why not? It'll be fun if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt; drowns in tsunamis or gets bombed or gets kidnapped by horny monkeys (not like that has ever happened.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Porky's&lt;/span&gt; not teaching me for a while and we got a replacement. So goddamn happy!!! no need to see her face again for another month or so!!!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1155219267137876089?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1155219267137876089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1155219267137876089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1155219267137876089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1155219267137876089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-long-since-i-blogged-only-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3253931527617419825</id><published>2007-04-27T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T08:00:26.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OoOoO I just realised how long it's been since I last posted...jeez. So much has happened since last time though. Our choir concert was over on 16 April and I had a blast (although I did make some mistakes). SYF is coming up and I'm in the SYF choir so I've been damn busy( and thus I justify my absence from my blog). Pocky is really getting on my nerves. For the blur, Pocky is a nickname fora teacher. I'm really starting to hate her but my pops said that there's no reason to argue with her. Anyway, I'm going to be busy again what with watching Midsummer Night's Dream with Mingching next week. Done my idiot PI and I don't think it's up to the teacher's expectations. Really busy and trying to finish all my work on time so that I'll be able to do things that I like. I haven't played the piano since like forever and it's making me a little cranky. Haven't got to talk to my ex-section mates and that's also making me cranky. Oh yeah. Saw Claire and her friends today. And her friends were like"who're you?". Then Claire said, "She's from our school." Then her friends stone for about a second and then exclaimed "Oh yeah you're the singer." And according to them I look and sound different. Different as in tired. Claire looks prettier with her long hair and all. And most of all, she looks happy. Haiz. Missing CCHY already. Especially Mdm Toh (for the sotongs, she's the GO clerk.) Still rmb all the times we used to talk. Anyway Family Day was just over and I saw Ru Jin, Samantha and Rebecca (from MJ) there. Brought back loads of good memories. AJ Idol is today and I'm wondering who won. I'm hoping that Virnice's friend Yang Seng wins. Heard him sing and his group was quite good la. We lost forty dollars on that day but it was bloody fun so that 's all that matters. Been having choir everyday. So my life has been pretty boring. Not enough time to even go KBox. Finally got an A for my newspaper articles. So happy that my hard work kind of paid off. Moral of the story: use Times mag articles. They're like so much more high level compared to Singapore newspapers. Then, nothing much. Life's been mechanical and boring. Pocky's just being absolutely pocky but the rest of the teachers are fine (Phew).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3253931527617419825?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3253931527617419825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3253931527617419825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3253931527617419825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3253931527617419825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/04/ooooo-i-just-realised-how-long-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-9175092739695377594</id><published>2007-04-10T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T07:32:25.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm like so&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; sad&lt;/span&gt; now. I mean, it's bad enough that they brought us into the choir at such a time. That is not their fault so maybe we can understand. But now they want us to sell 15 tix or else we absorb the cost. ABSORB THE COST LEH!!!! You know the total cost someone could absorb? $240. You know how much that is? twenty percent of my monthly total household income. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TWENTY FUCKING PERCENT OF MY MONTHLY HOUSEHOLD INCOME LEH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; That is fucking lot la. So now I'm like super depressed because I dunno how I'm going to come up with the money. Sorry to those ppl who can't stand vulgarities but now I really can't take it la. I'm like going to explode so soon. You know, I'm so sad that i keep on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;ing to my self so that I won't resort to suicide. It's already not like I have a lot of cash la. God I don't even have enough to get me thru uni. So I probably can't go uni straight away I have to work for a while before I can go stdy whatever nonsense I'm going to study in uni. I think I'm going to die before I go to uni. Very bad feeling. Maybe bcuz I'm feeling crappy now or sth. I dunno la. I was saving for my Cambridge thing but now its like start all over again. I think must use my Edusave scholarship money that I put in the bank to save for uni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Die la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-9175092739695377594?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/9175092739695377594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=9175092739695377594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/9175092739695377594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/9175092739695377594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-like-so-sad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-3331617037108911249</id><published>2007-04-06T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T07:51:56.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! What the hell is happening to my computer?!? I can't even hear my own blog music. Is that sucky or what? And more, for some weird reason or another blogger doesn't seem to accept blogskins.com"s skins. So my GP blog is running in a Blogger Template. I don't know where I'm going to hide my face. And since I can't hear the blog music, I don't know whether the music is actually there or not. So at the moment mt GP blog is really empty. ( I haven't blogged in it either.) However on another note, school has been kinda fun, what with my wacky friends and fun but tiring choir. Since our concert is coming up they've been pushing us like crazy. My sore throat is also getting worse. But choir is really fun and I won't give it up for the world. Other things that are happening include the Mission Samaritan thing( which is on Saturday but I can't attend bcuz I've got choir) and everything else in general. PE is not as stressful as what the first three months people did. But I think its going to get worse soon. Lessons are fun but my GP teacher (Mr Larry Lee) left to become a counsellor in another school and we got a new PDG tutor whom everyone says is hot. He's ok though and he has lame jokes so I don't think he is that bad la. Other teachers are fine too I guess. Got tons of homework to do but I was busy trying to make my GP blog look good.(And failed.) So like that la. Tomorrow must chiong homework and scores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-3331617037108911249?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/3331617037108911249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=3331617037108911249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3331617037108911249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/3331617037108911249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/04/omg-what-hell-is-happening-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8045976101985350275</id><published>2007-04-01T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T02:42:56.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It's been a long time since I last blogged. Choir concert is coming soon on the 16 April at Esplanade. So were kind of stressed especially all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;intakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;. Trying their best to memorise their scores..including me. Having some problems with Dorven Dalai and the Jap songs. But it's been fun so far and I'm expecting more during the holidays. CCHY ppl's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; is on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; so none of them can come for the concert. So sad. Anyway AJ is not as stressful as everyone makes it out to be. My class people are very nice so I've been having fun laughing my head off. I met my MJ friends at the &lt;br /&gt;choral exchange yesterday. I was kinda happy to see them bcuz I haven't seen a familiar face for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A WEEK!(not including Alfred, JK, TZ and Ivy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; So now  I just finished doing my Chemical Energetics tutorial and I'm probably gonna go out after this . Oh yeah. If anyone wants to go watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; tell me. I'm planning to go watch with my bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8045976101985350275?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8045976101985350275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8045976101985350275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8045976101985350275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8045976101985350275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-7141856710215179926</id><published>2007-03-16T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:42:35.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Choir camp was over yesterday. i went to buy my school uniform and i reached home around seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;What can i say about my birthday? I got dragged on the floor on my birthday. We were playing Night Walk, which is a school-wide version of Haunted House. Angela was so scared that she started running and I fell and I got dragged until she calmed down. She was so bloody freaked. But it was scary to a certain extent I guess. The rest of the time we were just walking around and talking and not really getting scared. the second toilet one we went to was not bad anyway. It's............. movie standards i guess. It's like as you're entering the toilet, all the brooms will start falling and then someone will slam the toilet door and flush. That one not bad because it's believable i guess. The rest were ok but the movie Ju-On was not that scary. Overall it was quite good. So much more fun than orientation anyway. My group was really hyper all the time and we kept on jumping sround and having fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This was so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-7141856710215179926?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/7141856710215179926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=7141856710215179926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7141856710215179926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/7141856710215179926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/03/choir-camp-was-over-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-6372516583555413416</id><published>2007-03-12T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:26:41.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So here I am, sitting here with nothing much to do.... Honestly since when has my life been so boring? It's weird how life has changed so much from secondary school. Although I used to gomplain about secondary sch now i know that it was pie compared to JC. More and more I start to regret going to AJ. But i guess we all make mistakes. So now I'm sitting here, thinking about how life has been , howI have choir tomorrow and how am I going to cope with all those studies. Somehow I'll make it. I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today going to watch &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Norbit&lt;/span&gt;. Me, Mingching and Sanjeven. Really can't wait. It's been a long time since I watched a comedy. The last time I watched a movie, it was &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;half of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Saw 3&lt;/span&gt; and it was gross. my father insists on me and my brother watching it because he says that there is a very important message at the end of the movie. It better be a damn important message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got choir tomorrow. We got to memorise a few songs by tomorrow and since I haven's brought my scores today, I might as well &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go to hell&lt;/span&gt;. Damn. I sound angsty. But seriously I'm not. I'm just happy go lucky. Most of the time, anyway. Choir's having this concert soon. If I'm right, it's on the 16 of April. Which is, if I'm right (again), Audrey's birthday. Can't wait to meet everyone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-6372516583555413416?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/6372516583555413416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=6372516583555413416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6372516583555413416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/6372516583555413416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-here-i-am-sitting-here-with-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-4185420552540436952</id><published>2007-03-10T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:01:41.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's been a long time since the last time I blogged. Didn't have the time, what with all the Orientation in AJ and stuff. It's kind of boring there. I finally realise why its called "mugger's school". The people there really mug the whole day. So much so that they didn't have time to improve their creativity. Most of the games that they came up with were kind of boring and the dances were worse ( except for That Girl by NSync. They showed some new moves in that.). The OGFs and the councillors were also so fake in their enthusiasm. Maybe because of the over-studying they have problems expressing themselves in the non-literary-cum-scientific world. In fact it was so boring that I was glad I could leave early on the last day. That teacher who was supposed to allow leaving the school gave me such a hard time. I had to go see the VP who allowed me to go. Honestly I've never met such a weird teacher who tries to make the students feel bad about leaving early. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HELLO?!?&lt;/span&gt; It was soo boring that I felt bad about &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;STAYING&lt;/span&gt;. Bad as in I was probably going to have a seizure or something if I stayed any longer. I can't wait to start studying, however. It's going to be fun studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;More fun than the Orientation at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-4185420552540436952?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/4185420552540436952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=4185420552540436952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4185420552540436952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/4185420552540436952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-long-time-since-last-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-8020340258475974748</id><published>2007-03-02T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:06:54.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's time for me to take leave now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So finally our first three months are over. i never imagined that the people i met would have had such a great impact on me. Maybe it' sthe speed at which the first three months have past that have made us dependent on each other. the result of this dependence have been phenomenal: it has caused us to forge such strong bonds that nobody in their right mind would have thought possible. Even though i have known my classmates for such a short time now, i feel as if i have known them my whole life and i'm going to miss them alot. i guess that no matter where i go, i'm going to remember mj as the first school that ever felt like home. ( mingching this is all your fault. now i'm getting all emo.) For all those who think i'll forget them, dont worry i won't. the experince at mj is one that should truly be cherished. i really wish that i could stay in mj but sadly, life doesn't always work out the way you want it to. if i had my way, i'd shift house to pasir ris but since i can't , i have to be content with saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Allie: thanks for being such a great friend throughout the whole of the three months. i know this sounds cliche but these three months have been so much better bcuz of you. Love your optimistic attitude and how anyone can depend on you when they need help. your bubbly personality is the main reason why many people feel happy and relaxed around you. Will miss ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Natasha: hey girl just wanna say thank you for being a great person to talk to and laugh with. Although its only been three months( or less) i still feel that we've known each other for a long time.hope you can achieve whatever aims you have for the future. Maybe we'll meet again someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Quiqi, Meina, Meiting, Yu Shu: you guys have been great friends and i treasure every recess we've spent together talking nonsense and laughing our heads off. Wish you guys all the best in the future k? Dont forget me bcuz i'll never forget you guys.(milk makes you drunk!!&lt;wink&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CG : honestly without you guys the class would have tons more boring. thanks for lighting up the lessons with your lame jokes and nonsense on those days when we felt that our timetable would never end. Cheers and all the best in whatever you guys do. we did have some fun together laughing and insulting some teachers together. Good luck people and i hope that you all will get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OG:you guys were the first friends that i had in MJ. it's never going to be possible to forget those mad times we spent together during orientation. I've got to know each and every one of you so well that it feels as if i'm leaving my family behind. I'll always remember you guys as the wacky bunch of people that lit up my experince in MJ . Wish you guys all the best in the future and we all have to meet up once in a while ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;W&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;Z&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-8020340258475974748?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/8020340258475974748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=8020340258475974748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8020340258475974748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/8020340258475974748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-guess-its-time-for-me-to-take-leave.html' title='I guess it&apos;s time for me to take leave now.'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-1274403407515363657</id><published>2007-02-26T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:31:34.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make your blog look WAY cooler!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mingching if you're reading this all you have to do is go to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blogskins.com&lt;/span&gt; and choose any skin you want. then you go all the way down and there's this place where you'll see small block letters highlighted in blue. Click on blogger main and open it. then go to your template, delete &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; there and then paste whatever you opened. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ta-dah!!!&lt;/span&gt; now you have a cooler blog! easy peasy lemon squeezy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. I'm seriously gonna miss my MJ friends. Just thinking of it makes me sad&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;sniffle&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sniffle&gt; but i guess i've got no choice. cant stand running for that damn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;EVERY&lt;/span&gt; morninig. Makes me wanna cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-1274403407515363657?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/1274403407515363657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=1274403407515363657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1274403407515363657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/1274403407515363657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-to-make-your-blog-look-way-cooler.html' title='How to make your blog look WAY cooler!!!'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-117116490731997783</id><published>2007-02-10T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:35:07.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving the place you love most</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;man.... can i stay in mj? i'm really going to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;miss eveyone&lt;/span&gt; there man.. i'm already feeling &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; although i still will meet them tomorrow and stuff. Kinda sad i made all those friends and i'm going to leave them. i was kinda sad upon leaving cchy because all my friends were there and now we were giong to be &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt;. it's was such a sad time. and now i'm going to have to repeat it again, and i really hope i dont have to do it again. but now i have too......... &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I REALLY WANNA STAY IN MJ MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i cant believe that i was &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;complaining&lt;/span&gt; all the time about them at the beginning. i've grown to &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; all of them, from allie to felix. im gonna miss them and this time its nobody's fault but MINE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-117116490731997783?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/117116490731997783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=117116490731997783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/117116490731997783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/117116490731997783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/02/leaving-place-you-love-most.html' title='leaving the place you love most'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-117103738610839979</id><published>2007-02-09T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:11:18.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG.</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. I got A2 for humans. OMGOMGOMG!!! So  &lt;br /&gt;shocking lor... i got so scared that i was dreaming again. I finally &lt;br /&gt;understand how it feels when you're good and ppl are happy for u. &lt;br /&gt;Generally everyone did well and everyone is happy abt their marks like &lt;br /&gt;mingching, sally. ivy(of course), Audrey,Yijun, Caifeng and the rest. We &lt;br /&gt;all were quite high. Drey was crying cuz she was so happy. damn happy for &lt;br /&gt;her man she passed both maths leh!! so so so happy for her. YJ can stay in &lt;br /&gt;TJ, Lei can enter AJ and mingching is so shocked that his Phy got so &lt;br /&gt;good. So bloody happy today. Its nice to be an outstanding student, even &lt;br /&gt;though other schs have 6 pointers and we dont. Im really happy that our&lt;br /&gt; sch has been successful and that we have performed betta than our &lt;br /&gt;seniors. Maybe things sre starting to look up for this sch of mine. &lt;br /&gt;When i told mdm sue abt my dream her face contorted into a look of &lt;br /&gt;horror when i reached the G10 part. Thank god its not true and that &lt;br /&gt;there's no way it could have been true (for obvious reasons). If there was &lt;br /&gt;any way that i could thank everyone who has helped me so far i would, but &lt;br /&gt;up to now i havent found a way. Maybe i'll buy stuff for all the teachers like&lt;br /&gt; one Ferrero Roche each or sth.  I gotta thank  mr yap too! He was a great  &lt;br /&gt;principal and i love him for all the things he has done for our school. Just  &lt;br /&gt;because he isn't our principal anymore doesnt mean for a second that we&lt;br /&gt; will ever forget him and all that he has done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-117103738610839979?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/117103738610839979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=117103738610839979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/117103738610839979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/117103738610839979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg_09.html' title='OMG.'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29513351.post-117075286316656125</id><published>2007-02-06T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:38:09.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Haix.. a little disapointed that i didnt get into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;.I had already decided that if i became&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;then ill try my best to stay in MJ but if i din then MJ will remain a question mark. So now its still a question mark lor. but quite happy that Alvin got thru. Hope that if he stay in this sch he will become coucillor.O level results comin out on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9 feb.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;its been confirmed. srjc people were saying that they had confirmed that results are coming out on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6 feb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;but they were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A bit happy that results didnt come out so early.. i still need time to prepare for my humanities marks. feel like im betraying the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OGL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;thingy leh since im not planning to stay in this sch. wonder how come my life became so sad again. Ill really miss all of them here esp my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CG&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;they are quite nice now and honestly i'm not ready to go to yj and see so many familiar faces again. some of my ex sch mates were an essential&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pain in the ass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and i dunno where they went for PAE. and being in yishun, there is a high chance that i'll see many of them again. We just started this sch-wide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Angel and Mortal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;thingy and so far its ok (other than the fact that i stil havent een introed to my mortal and ive no idea who my angel is). So funny lor our mortals are from diff classes so its weird. Lectures has been gg on as usual but a little more stressful than last time..........haiz..........dont really wanna leave MJ leh but i cant take running to the bus stop everyday and then standing the whole bus ride. and by the time i reach home its so darn late that i dint have enough time to study. Weishan was talking about gg to yishun. Cant understadn why she would wanna leave NYJ but she must have her own reasons. Dunno 'bout the distance but i dint think ill ever try NYJ. Altho here im surrounded by chinese ppl too its not so bad. theyre not talking in chinese all the time so i dont feel as left out as i used to feel (not saying that i used to feel left out but... you get the picture). Now not sure how la but..... i think that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;due to circumstances i'll finally have to go y lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29513351-117075286316656125?l=dummyforsale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/feeds/117075286316656125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29513351&amp;postID=117075286316656125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/117075286316656125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29513351/posts/default/117075286316656125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummyforsale.blogspot.com/2007/02/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet.'/><author><name>dummyforsale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381910470757572766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
