<?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-22472568</id><updated>2011-07-29T14:23:43.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>618</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-1507195180934679371</id><published>2009-07-05T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:16:42.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah tests are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!.. after maths paper (killer! :x) on thu, went to amk hub with christina, livvi, agnes and shin ying.... hahas ate pepper lunch. hahas. we walked about looking for some 5-ppl item which took us ages.. in the end we got nothing.. lols. the funny thing is we were always nearly on the verge of getting... it ranges from a whole series.. from rubberbands to dont know what.. i want the smiley face eraser! hahas but like they said, we wont bear to use it! hahas. imagine the smiley gone after much rubbing.. will be sad eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri.. last paper. chi listening. awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went bugis with shin ying, livvi and christina. hahas. saw smiley face watches! hahas. walked around iluma. really cool. hahas. the long escalator is funny... especially when we specially went to took it, and took the lift down again.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;it is also cream puffs day! LOL.. think beard papa tastes quite nice! lols. thanks to shinying with her sudden craze for puffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is another holiday... hahas. better enjoy it because it will not last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1507195180934679371?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1507195180934679371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1507195180934679371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1507195180934679371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1507195180934679371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeah-tests-are-over-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-9065409227500175308</id><published>2009-06-24T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:46:32.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because it's my birthday, i will make the exception and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night around this time, i was looking forward to my birthday. now at this time, cannot bear with it to go... hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. special day or not, still a day. with all the common tests after holidays, hahahahhaas dont know what kind of birthday. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, it's the thoughts of all my lovely friends that count.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the well wishes and gifts from 12 midnight till awhile ago... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... A big thank you to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for that midyear common tests too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-9065409227500175308?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9065409227500175308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=9065409227500175308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9065409227500175308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9065409227500175308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-its-my-birthday-i-will-make.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5788947789121799757</id><published>2009-06-23T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:43:08.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo! hahas. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really have wings. it is the last week of holidays. anyways, it didnt feel much like holidays... somehow, i rather mug for O levels than for A levels... the difficulty is like times 10? and my sis just told me that university is times 100? or maybe more. hahas.. anyway, im so going to miss her! omg. who is going to help me with my dying questions or some silly lame stuff... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rare that im blogging.. but wells, tomorrow is the day! hahas.. okay.. it's just nothing.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'Land of the lost' and 'ghosts of a girlfriend's past' last week. really nice movies.. especially land of the lost.. nice effects and of course... with my friends!! cheerios! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... all that mugging... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel it may all just be empty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5788947789121799757?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5788947789121799757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5788947789121799757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5788947789121799757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5788947789121799757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4678895246396827666</id><published>2009-06-18T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:58:11.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time travels fast. but i found out that people changes fast too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. what's wrong with me.. i dont fit in anywhere.. my ideas are so different.. it is so hard to express them. or even if i did, maybe i did it in the wrong way, or they are difficult to be accepted by people.. hmm nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen to all that encouragement and motivation between people..&lt;br /&gt;what happen to the rapport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me? maybe. i guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... adamant to changes, but yet having to accept.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, holidays are ending........................T.T sad fact..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4678895246396827666?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4678895246396827666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4678895246396827666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4678895246396827666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4678895246396827666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-travels-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8072188852953364617</id><published>2009-04-20T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:41:22.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SexeiToMgMI/AAAAAAAAACw/0GrpoN_d60o/s1600-h/adjrwyy"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326736402749882562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SexeiToMgMI/AAAAAAAAACw/0GrpoN_d60o/s320/adjrwyy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls and &lt;em&gt;guy&lt;/em&gt; gathering! i &lt;strong&gt;miss &lt;/strong&gt;you people! hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i want more of the photos xD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'只有经历挫折，才能让我们成长。' this is what went through my head while having dinner.. i guess it is true. yupp. if lives is FLAT, maybe we wont discover stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. i will try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now for something familiar...-.-  ''无论遇到什么困难，只要硬着头皮去做，就闯过去了。''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8072188852953364617?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8072188852953364617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8072188852953364617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8072188852953364617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8072188852953364617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-and-guy-gathering-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SexeiToMgMI/AAAAAAAAACw/0GrpoN_d60o/s72-c/adjrwyy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-8979902204412819659</id><published>2009-04-17T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:38:48.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week i am seriously way too busy to blog about anything. I had a couple of alpha stuff. But one of them was cool. 'Imagine Singapore' Ever heard about it? it is about creating hope and possibilities through conversations that matter..... Hahas. Sounds like the interview. The training session was fun. Interview. Sounds intimidating? This time however, i'm the interviewER. hahas. Actually, not any better either. still feel uncomfortable and awkward. But it was okay i guess. I enjoyed the whole process and DRAW LESSONS from it.. Sorry. kind of crazy over P double EWW ( as my sister calls it! ). HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what's wrong with my sudden urge to blog. is that excitement? nah i dont think so. Anyway, im starting to feel like Aaron! perhaps we really thrive in a less competitive environment. lols.. i guess the days of ya-know are gone... hahas. Exactly how my sis told me... so in ur sec sch better do well!! and also, dont take PE for granted! otherwise, PE in JC = tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im starting to feel the heat of jc? yes. HEAT. Sobs...&lt;br /&gt;just have to move on move on move on...&lt;br /&gt;dont know why, i think i have opened up more, and concentrating on stuff beyond academics. but somehow, a good balance is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP. i better throw away all the 'i want to give up...' and 'can do it one, can one....' thoughts... it's making things go wild!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8979902204412819659?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8979902204412819659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8979902204412819659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8979902204412819659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8979902204412819659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-week-i-am-seriously-way-too-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-22596231160285803</id><published>2009-04-09T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:35:40.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past week was okay so didn't really blog. Family day was on sunday. Family day run cum carnival? reminds me of phs haunted house which we did. that was cool. hahas. anyway, with new group of people this time, it's another great experience! hahas. Smiley face! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected my SGC. It's so cool. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to see guzheng on tuesday. They did great. More practice and i think they will be perfectly fine! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou for syf! All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. miss the 21 strings..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-22596231160285803?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/22596231160285803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=22596231160285803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/22596231160285803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/22596231160285803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-week-was-okay-so-didnt-really-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6911127852898938536</id><published>2009-04-09T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:33:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw this on sun's blog and decided to do it. hahas. i'm not bored or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Yjun&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size: 6?&lt;br /&gt;Height: 157?&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: singapore&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drinks: green tea, ice lemon tea etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever -&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: yupps!&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school: quite rare, but yes.&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: if i did, im so sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: subconsciously i guess&lt;br /&gt;Saved emails: some of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is -&lt;br /&gt;Your room like: cosy&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you ate: dinner&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox: yea&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: maybe&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: depends on who are the people i picnic with.&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you dance with: er... cant recall..&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: my elder sister.&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: my small sister.&lt;br /&gt;Today is 9th April, 7.22pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you -&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: yupp&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: Nope, but maybe on the verge. i mean the 'ill' not the 'sick'&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex: huh? nah..&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Eat: i just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: be loved and love.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: yupps.. beanie!&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: another mattress?&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: No one in particular?&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 7.23pm? didnt the qn appear a min ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random -&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone on your mind now: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings: yupps!&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children: Yeah, hopefully twins&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often: at least once a day? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting: quite okay. but my sis one is so nice! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep on: erm my parents one?&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: pink&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing yesterday: GP...&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till: SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person: guess so, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets: nope...&lt;br /&gt;Where is the last person you have feelings for right now: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now: erm..&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on: No tv in my room.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now: this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or your father: sister! lol&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of: my sis?&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved: i dont count. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy: Sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you and your ex: wth is this lols..&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you: Think so?&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to: Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;1. eat&lt;br /&gt;2. sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. play&lt;br /&gt;4. joke&lt;br /&gt;5. talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1. hw&lt;br /&gt;2. tv&lt;br /&gt;3. blog&lt;br /&gt;4. talk&lt;br /&gt;5. more hw?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks i enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. chocolates&lt;br /&gt;2. hello panda&lt;br /&gt;3. man tou&lt;br /&gt;4. pocky&lt;br /&gt;5. cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i would do if i were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. donate to charity&lt;br /&gt;2. travel with my family&lt;br /&gt;3. give my parents&lt;br /&gt;4. do the first 3&lt;br /&gt;5. do the first 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. complain&lt;br /&gt;2. whine?&lt;br /&gt;3. snacking&lt;br /&gt;4. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;5. keeping quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;br /&gt;lived means permanantly right,&lt;br /&gt;1-5. Singapore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6911127852898938536?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6911127852898938536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6911127852898938536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6911127852898938536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6911127852898938536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/04/saw-this-on-suns-blog-and-decided-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-3765305580967333226</id><published>2009-04-02T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:09:18.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was April fool's day. It didn't feel like one though, without anyone playing pranks or tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is my crazy week i guess. I was really high today and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why. I just can't stop laughing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell project is near complete. Hopefully it works. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everything is piling up very fast with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pw&lt;/span&gt; and everything. i shall just take a step at a time. we cant possibly reach the end point without little steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. something is upsetting me though. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why i just feel picked on. is it just me? i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think so. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt;. i shall not let it spoil my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3765305580967333226?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3765305580967333226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3765305580967333226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3765305580967333226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3765305580967333226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-april-fools-day.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8819448749422923884</id><published>2009-03-28T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:41:44.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Resilience workshop. We went to shines outdoor complex early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the usual bonding games and orientation games with our facilitator. Our class was split into two, and we were named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pikachu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. A weird but funny name. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. There were a series of games which i suppose was to test our persistence or something because it was things like 'May i have 1 chip' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. the train game was funny too, to see everyone moving around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. i guess they want to let us know some life issues and to accept whatever is coming and stuff. There was a round of reflection after every activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also the tower building game with postcards. I think our class won? it was so cool with half of us building and the other half linking hands and spinning around to prevent the facilitators from destroying our structure. we were told to 'keep building no matter what happens'. i think the whole process was very fun. We rock. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the time for elements. We had the choice to plan which element we wanted to do first. But we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rock climbing&lt;/span&gt; and abseiling first. When we got to do it, there wasn't time left. Anyway we did some of the low elements. Then there was one high element which i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have time to go on to. But i think that was really scary. Doing the elements may be simple but the tough part is leading a blindfolded friend across. The low elements involve blindfolding too, or a certain handicap- like not being able to speak and communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did one of the intermediate element which was swing log i think. I cant really remember the name. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, i thought that climbing up was quite okay since i had experience on other elements last time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ubin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;taman&lt;/span&gt;. (i miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;taman&lt;/span&gt; and the memories there). Back to the swing log element, i was up on the platform. It was so scary. =x the first thought that came to me was 'can i like give up now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.' but i know it was impossible to go back down. so i took my first brave step to the first swing log. first thing when my foot landed was, 'so freaking unstable'. then i just keep calm and did it. halfway through i felt that it was quite fun. At the end of it, i felt accomplished. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. yeah. at least i tried something and enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess team spirit is really important and it may sometimes be the motivation for many things. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;yupp&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Festival of Life! i signed up for doll making.&lt;br /&gt;We made a doll out of socks, thread and stuff. What surprised me was the amount of needlework involved in it. Really. but i thought it was rather fun, even though my doll didn't turn out to be very nice! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends are here again. But this means work is piling up again. Well, this week was fun. I guess it's a good way to start the term?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8819448749422923884?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8819448749422923884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8819448749422923884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8819448749422923884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8819448749422923884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-resilience-workshop.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4440999658001247963</id><published>2009-03-22T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:41:29.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm totally exhausted for the whole of last week. I'm back to my stand that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like holidays. It was practically busy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start wasn't that bad. Then had harmonica day camp on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tues&lt;/span&gt; and wed. It was quite fun although it was really long hours of playing the harmonica. but i guess it helps us to get to know more people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My energy level started dropping until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;! :x and i had flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; was another new start. a new term. term 1 feels short to me though.&lt;br /&gt;We had heats for 8x50m run. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. i think we sort of just enjoyed the process. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired everyday. Today we visited the science centre for exhibition on viruses and genomes. Having been to the science centre for so many times, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think i will still get fascinated by the stuff. and indeed, i was. The stuff were still cool. There were some new stuff which i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; see before. It was so nice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, we have to fill up a worksheet as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played around with the gadgets. interesting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. we broke the record for some flashing game. but that was because the five of us were playing together. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we watched 'sea monsters' at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;omnimax&lt;/span&gt; theatre. cool. the last time i watched was when i was very young and cannot really recall anything. Anyway, this movie was nice. It reminds me of the other 3D rides that i sat when i was young. so cool. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be going off now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiley day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4440999658001247963?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4440999658001247963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4440999658001247963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4440999658001247963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4440999658001247963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-totally-exhausted-for-whole-of-last.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8217124741247610367</id><published>2009-03-16T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:34:37.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt the urge to blog this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. seriously, i am not sure if i am settled. at times when i think i am, things will happen and make me feel not so. i feel that i am somewhat settled in, diffused in my class, ready for lectures and tutorials etc. but somehow, after knowing what some others are feeling, i may also feel the same partly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the holidays. have been training my running. nevertheless, it's still bad timing though. hahas. but yea. takes time! i will work on it. hahas. and the distance of the school track really seems further always. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so i am kind of affected by the thoughts of some others. well, i guess i am sure that my path up till now is correct. i also hope i wasn't affected by my sister (although partly the reason why i take BCME). However, to support myself, i do like bio okay! it's so interesting. but i dont really like completing the stacks of bio hw! perhaps completing it at a leisure pace will be good. but when time is running out, it's not so helpful. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next two days i will be having harmonica camp. another orientation. :x you know i dont like the way they always start. but like it when they end. sounds a little contradicting but well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahs.. just feel like saying out some of my feelings. does stress sums up the above paragraphs? i wouldn't really say so actually. because i am not really lar. just feel like there's lots to do, little time. but then again, everyone has 24 hours. haha! see how contradictory i am, even with my own words. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so comical. hahas. i went to NUS open house last sat. yea. it's university i know. But i went to accompany my mum lar.. hahas. then they were like sticking out brochures to me. well, i took some. but it is so weird when i have to say that 'sorry im only J1' hahas! funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for class gathering on sun. it was quite okay. at least to see how everyone is doing and yea...(although majority are ajcians now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. shrugs..how do i end this? my thoughts are disrupted halfway. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my bed......and it's so going to be an early and long day for me tomorrow......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8217124741247610367?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8217124741247610367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8217124741247610367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8217124741247610367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8217124741247610367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-felt-urge-to-blog-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-575156915987141046</id><published>2009-03-13T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:58:42.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;1. Answer the questions as honestly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post this as "Did That Happen To You?"&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have Fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What do you do if you are in the bathroom with a beetle flying around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i'll try to be away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What do you do if you hear a song you like playing on the radio when you are all alone in your own room?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will just sing out loud. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. You want to speak to your crush badly. What is your pick up line? (Yes. Both boys AND girls have pick up lines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what pick up lines? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What do you do if all your friends hate a particular band that you love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i still love it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What do you do when you trip and fall in front of many people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so unglam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. You forgot to do your multiple-choice question homework (the one whereby you have to choose 1 out of 4 options given to you as your answer) and your class starts in 5 minutes. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;just try to complete what i can in that 5 min?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. You have bad breath and someone speaks to you. How do you react?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. You just finished gym and after a shower, you drop your underpants on the wet floor. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lols.. what to do! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What do you do if a personality quiz says that you have a lousy personality as your result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;then that is my personality hahas!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your friend gave you the worst gift you have ever received and asks: Do you like it? How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dont think there are worst gifts.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.(Continued from question 10) What are you really thinking secretly inside?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he/she just dont know what i like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. A hot guy/girl keeps looking at you while you are on the bus. What are you secretly thinking inside?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. will you come and talk to me? LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;tags:&lt;br /&gt;1. amanda&lt;br /&gt;2. yeesin&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; wengsun&lt;br /&gt;4. dew&lt;br /&gt;5. huiting&lt;br /&gt;6. jessica&lt;br /&gt;7. xinpei&lt;br /&gt;8. rebecca&lt;br /&gt;9. anyone&lt;br /&gt;10. anyone (:&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/22472568-575156915987141046?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/575156915987141046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=575156915987141046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/575156915987141046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/575156915987141046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-53737651611657024</id><published>2009-03-13T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:40:23.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, exactly one month, 4 weeks of jc life! lectures, tutorials, mini proj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm quite accustomed to it already. and i'm still liking my class. hahas. i'm in a smiley face clique. (: smiley face is so cool. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kind of just want to update stuff and yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected my o level cert on thur! ((: i also met amanda and rebecca.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... sooooo, we still have to get by life. okay. this is random once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is getting meaningless. maybe i should delete it. hahas. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sister is so pro! hahas. A level results damn good. *WOW!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas ohh and HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!! (1 week only though............zzzzzzz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-53737651611657024?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/53737651611657024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=53737651611657024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/53737651611657024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/53737651611657024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-exactly-one-month-4-weeks-of-jc.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1301080589266611744</id><published>2009-03-07T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:29:24.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i've updated. by typing update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i can feel myself getting more and more crappy each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday (which is yesterday! omgosh what's wrong with me?!), went to meet my BFF! Cool. Ahh.. i miss you gals.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the weekends are here! GREAT. i needed to replenish my energy. hahas. why am i like a bit super high now? lols. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craziness creeps in. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. who made me update on this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1301080589266611744?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1301080589266611744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1301080589266611744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1301080589266611744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1301080589266611744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/hii.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5797025352469768179</id><published>2009-03-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:49:36.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/Sa1DO4rn6lI/AAAAAAAAACo/-nxhz7N_QFc/s1600-h/2409og.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/Sa1DO4rn6lI/AAAAAAAAACo/-nxhz7N_QFc/s320/2409og.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308973458752268882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got this today! (: Menkent rocks!&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/22472568-5797025352469768179?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5797025352469768179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5797025352469768179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5797025352469768179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5797025352469768179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-got-this-today-menkent-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/Sa1DO4rn6lI/AAAAAAAAACo/-nxhz7N_QFc/s72-c/2409og.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-7010360814601661568</id><published>2009-03-03T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:23:32.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised it has been quite some time since i last blogged. perhaps not many people realise that anyway. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;settled or not? I'm unsure. feelings are mixed and fluctuates sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons this week are quite okay i guess. except GP maybe. it's real tough. :x that day we were reading 6 pages of Paris Hilton. plus, my first assignment was tough. i really can't imagine what the teacher will think when she mark my work. =x just hope it's really fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week we experience two PE lessons in a row since my morning pe was yesterday, and i had afernoon pe today. MUSCLE ACHE tomorrow. Hahas. That's a sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i'm sort of ready for this JC life. i'm also used to the moving around since we had homeroom in phs. hahas. also used to the lecture and tutorial style of teaching and learning for us. yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something kind of upset me today though. but it's not really a big matter lar. hahas. just thought that yea. nvm. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope tomorrow will be better. and so will be the rest of two years! (x&lt;br /&gt;okay lar.. i suppose im still the quiet mouse in my class? HAHA! (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-7010360814601661568?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7010360814601661568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=7010360814601661568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7010360814601661568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7010360814601661568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-realised-it-has-been-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-7568118294543078914</id><published>2009-02-21T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:38:09.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from personal grooming workshop. it's pretty interesting. learnt a lot about personal grooming. lols. in terms of appearance etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i think ajc is so like phs. not in terms of the culture and people. but more like what they do. i shall state some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we entered phs when they were having 40th anniversary. now ajc is celebrating her 25th anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;2. both have pledge cards to raise funds for.&lt;br /&gt;3. both got carnival&lt;br /&gt;4. we collected newspapers at ajc college cip too.&lt;br /&gt;5. the principal looks like c.tan&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm in the YELLOW house, panther. in orientation, alliance is centaurus, class is menkent. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. anything else? it just feels like a repeat to me. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also have 2 PE lessons per week. one morning pe, one afternoon pe. ajc pe is going to be tough too.. i haven't started pe lessons yet though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also in harmonica band. I bought my harmonica and blowed the first note. it was quite fun. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, i want to wish everyone the best in their various schools. enjoy and make memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-7568118294543078914?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7568118294543078914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=7568118294543078914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7568118294543078914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7568118294543078914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-just-got-back-from-personal-grooming.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5533416354588499158</id><published>2009-02-16T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:59:12.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The start of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jc&lt;/span&gt; life. Temporary lecture week only. But still, it gives us a feel of what it's like to attend lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with GP. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it's going to be a tough subject. GP is life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. Next up was chem. Wow. It was like okay but a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; what else. Oh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt; was quite interesting i think but i think it seems like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GP&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. Maths was okay. Bio was funny but as taxing as the rest of the subjects. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with class for lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;botak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jones&lt;/span&gt;. It was so funny on the way. It rained and we couldn't find our way initially. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. Okay&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Must be more sociable. Well, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy! I met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; on the way home! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;.. i miss my friends. =x although we just met like yesterday or the day before. But it really feels long. Like 24 hours is a big number. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. okay. my appetite is weird these days. Either too hungry then eat too fast, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel like eating then eat like snail, or eat a bit and waste half/more than half plate. Thanks to YOU, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; waste the gold that day. The gold is cheese fried rice actually. But today i wasted a quarter plate of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;omelette&lt;/span&gt; fried rice. I think i should not order anymore kinds of fried rice. The portion given to me is like wow. Then class lunch i ate fish and chips. Crazy. I kept eating but the size of the fish and fries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; seem to reduce. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. Wasted about half again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why. This normally do not happen in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;phs&lt;/span&gt;. I normally could finish the portion nicely or actually slightly full. But now, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even feel like eating a lot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..... what i blogging man... about my appetite. -.- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to feel so lame. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5533416354588499158?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5533416354588499158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5533416354588499158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5533416354588499158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5533416354588499158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/start-of-jc-life.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1073598025771158803</id><published>2009-02-13T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:05:46.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ajc&lt;/span&gt; is great. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centaurus. Menkent. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OG&lt;/span&gt;24. Superb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OGLs&lt;/span&gt; to lead us. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one.&lt;br /&gt;We started by playing some games, learning alliance (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Centaurus&lt;/span&gt;) cheers and learning mass dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two, day three&lt;br /&gt;More games and dance! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. great! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. i cant really remember what games we played on which day. But some games were like passing the message in words and actions, walking through a number maze linking hands, standing on a mat and flipping it over, and many many more station games. (:&lt;br /&gt;On day two, we had a J1&amp;amp;J2 bonding session. It was nice to meet our senior class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. They were so enthusiastic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four&lt;br /&gt;Wet games. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really get wet though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. There was something like water gun to shoot opponent's flag down, while running in a big hoop of 6 to 8 people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheering was fun the whole week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five! FINALE! (today)&lt;br /&gt;It started off with college &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt;. We split into groups and went around blocks to collect newspapers to raise funds for Lions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Befriendlers&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yupp&lt;/span&gt;. This is something similar to what i have done before in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;phs&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. But yea. working with different people after all. It was quite nice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a short debrief and lunch. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. then movie time. Watched some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;NC&lt;/span&gt;16 show 'my magic'. It's a little gory. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. This is in conjunction with total defence day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. yea. at 3 plus. so early right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. dinner was macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finale. Watched performances by band, inter house drama competition (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;IHDC&lt;/span&gt;), performance by counsellors, orientation song. Cool. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the counsellors are great. They created 5 videos which they showed us on each day. The last video was shown today without an ending. The ending was 'life'. it was really cool. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i enjoyed myself and had fun. After all, this is where i will be for the next two years! I hope to make it a memorable one. (: Honestly, normally in the day i will feel a little weird and off and not really good. But often when it's dismissal time, im really in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all good things will come to an end. So i enjoyed orientation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1073598025771158803?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1073598025771158803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1073598025771158803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1073598025771158803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1073598025771158803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-fun-fun-orientation-in-ajc-is-great.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2351517239576802296</id><published>2009-02-11T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:09:26.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to enjoy orientation. (: I suppose this is good news right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. i think some stuff is quite cool la... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. cheers and everything. plus mass dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. and i think i have a lot of fate with the number 24 and the colour yellow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. Okay. so i shall enjoy the rest of orientation happily. After all, it seems like this period is the only time for us to relax and play? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yupps&lt;/span&gt;. before everything starts at full steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended harmonica intro session today. it was alright. however, it makes me miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;guzheng&lt;/span&gt;. sigh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiies.. tata (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2351517239576802296?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2351517239576802296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2351517239576802296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2351517239576802296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2351517239576802296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-starting-to-enjoy-orientation.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4462078772513623673</id><published>2009-02-10T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:15:11.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>orientation started this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in OG24 (:&lt;br /&gt;My ogl is a pair of twins plus two other guys. cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;centaurus is my alliance, menkent is my clan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one (yesterday) was quite okay. Hahas. We had station games. CSI or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. oh and we sent wengsun off at the airport yesterday. Yea. All the best to her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two was also okay. I was beginning to have more fun. Hahas. More games. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to elaborate on the games lar. hahas. Mass dance was cool too. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4462078772513623673?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4462078772513623673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4462078772513623673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4462078772513623673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4462078772513623673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-started-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-46009448747053489</id><published>2009-02-06T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:25:45.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of matriculation week. MG7 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games/dance started today. I kind of dread it initially. But it turned out pretty okay. Well, acceptable lar.. hahas. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially an njc reject.. hahas. for 3 times... same situation as elias i guess. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, i shall settle down (actually, i'm already half settled) in Ajc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Orientation is next week. It better be okay too. Hahas. After ice breaking in our MGs, we got to break the ice in our OGs again. I didnt know memorising names of people was that hard until today when we played ice breakers for MGs. Seriously. And most people, like me, have chinese-pronounced names. Which also means we dont have a christian name. So, that makes it harder to remember. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after so much decision making, i really feel like just settling down for another 2 years. i dont want to make more choices or changes. Maybe too tired to even do so. Hahas. Well, i had better wise up! hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-46009448747053489?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/46009448747053489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=46009448747053489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/46009448747053489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/46009448747053489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-day-of-matriculation-week.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-7277176265324339169</id><published>2009-02-05T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:21:55.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's about a fourth day in school? i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; become more and more settled in? Shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions. plenty of them to make in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i realised that not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking a lot, many others are actually too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think i aren't a good person....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-7277176265324339169?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7277176265324339169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=7277176265324339169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7277176265324339169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7277176265324339169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-about-fourth-day-in-school-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4701164955388398591</id><published>2009-02-02T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:06:47.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually, i dont feel like posting today. but somehow, i felt the urge to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school in JC1. since wsn got us to do this, i might as well just post it here as well.&lt;br /&gt;we are to name 5 adjectives about our sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. weird- i'm in a familiar uniform in a foreign environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. funny - we report to school at 7am because they want us to have sufficient time to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. out of place - despite having so many phs students getting into ajc, as many as being the top 20 feeder schools to ajc, we are separated into respective OG (orientation group) / MG ( Matriculation group)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sleepy - having to sit through talks the whole day without a word coming out from my mouth is just awful. i mean, im not one to open my mouth and ask the person beside me for his or her name. hahas. Some talks were interesting, others were boring. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. neat - well, at least they have the schedule for two weeks ready so that i at least have some preparation for what's going to come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess that's all about it? it kind of sums everything up i guess. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. congrats to those successful appeal applicants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else im hopeful of, but well, just wish that everyone can tide over the orientation week(s) smoothly and make a good transition into the JC life! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4701164955388398591?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4701164955388398591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4701164955388398591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4701164955388398591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4701164955388398591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/02/actually-i-dont-feel-like-posting-today.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-3471676980488078363</id><published>2009-01-30T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:55:06.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i practically didnt sleep the whole night. I only remembered myself tossing around. One reason, fear of bugs attacking me! Second, probably the posting results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awakened by a phone call from Amanda. I didnt think the results will be out as early as 6.30am. Still quite dazed, i grabbed my phone and saw the message. Apparently i didn't get into my first choice jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what i first felt. Just wanted to get back to sleep. In the end, i didnt get to and couldn't. I guess i am disappointed. Well, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; i would get in after all. Actually, most people thought they could get in their first choice schools too right. But who knows what happened. Anyway, i appealed. So all the best for me and my other friends who are fellow appeal applicants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if that's the right choice. But, no regrets this time. After all, I submitted it. hahas. One thing i really regret is not taking higher chinese. However, instead of feeling regretful, why not just look ahead and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So, i think i shall not move on to more emo stuff. I just hope to enjoy this last 2 days before sch starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3471676980488078363?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3471676980488078363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3471676980488078363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3471676980488078363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3471676980488078363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-guess-i-practically-didnt-sleep-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4634697881838395980</id><published>2009-01-29T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:01:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new year season is still on and going. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to see all the small cousins as usual. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. okay. since we have a routine that we visit grandma often, i see them pretty often. But towards the father's side, we are more distant. However this year, my small cousin surprised me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. He's so cute. He is not exactly sticky to me, more to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dajie&lt;/span&gt;. but still, he's fine when playing with me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. I must say his use of language is not bad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. As visiting houses may be quite boring, apart from the goodies there inviting us, there is the gambling. But if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; play, the kids are left to play with. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. They are so cute nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the innocent happy look on my cousin's face when i gave him crackers. Also, to see how thrilled he is when he manage to blow up a toy himself. It is the type which you fill it with air. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. He is just so cute! When asked to wash his hands, he even asked if he was required to use soap. The carefree look on his face makes you smile together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides going around to visit people, the last stop was the usual grandma house. The cousins who grew up with me, ate steamboat together. We caught up on our lifestyles? We sort of distant away in the past years. But we got back in just one night. The dinner was really great. Besides having good food, which is like endless flow of prawns which we were too scared to eat after, we had fun. Laughter filled the table. Many funny things happened. I really enjoyed the moment. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was visiting too. There were lots of kids again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. My aunt invited the lion dance troop to perform for us. Really cool. It's a yearly thing though, but i guess each year's experience is the different. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, seeing some small siblings, it makes me think of when i was young. I think i really have a great sister who gives in to me all the time. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; mean to make this such a long post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. But i just felt the urge to write. okay. type. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;rahhs&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; come to know some things these few days. been quite thoughtful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. A day is a day. So why not make it a happy one. I know this is a long legend. It's not that i only know it now, but it's difficult to actually do it right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; work harder. Controlling emotions is another thing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. what else? I think the most important thing is to dare to express myself. Well, after all, this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; my blog. I shouldn't be too bothered by what others say right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;yepp&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;is probably the release of posting results? Well, the decision is made, so we shall just see where we are brought to. Just hope that wherever we are, we will all stay happy. And to my friends, may we be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends, i must thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;. Besides being recognised as a good friend to her, i must also say that she is a good friend to me. Somehow, no matter what differences we have, we still have some similar stuff in common which we feel the same to. Plus, she always makes me laugh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;. I just hope that our common understanding will last always. And that we will be able to stay in touch even as we move separate ways. I cannot assure that because no one knows what will happen tomorrow, but i will try my best. (= She's really a close friend that i had and makes me unable to part with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course, i wont forget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Yeesin&lt;/span&gt; who is ever so active. Although i know of the down moments you have, i know you always seize the chances to make us smile and be more active. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;. When it comes to fun, i think you do know how to enjoy quite a lot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. So, i suppose that we are also going our separate ways, i hope we continue to keep in touch too. I'm sure the three of us wont let it go! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what's up with me. Just feel like saying KUDOS to those around me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4634697881838395980?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4634697881838395980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4634697881838395980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4634697881838395980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4634697881838395980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-season-is-still-on-and-going.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1497675711507011557</id><published>2009-01-29T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:10:38.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i have nothing to do now, and i saw this on wsn's blog, i shall do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. People who have been tagged must write their answer in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;B. Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people who are tagged by and cannot tag the person who they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;C. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people:&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, Yeesin, Rebecca, Dew, Aaron, Xj, The person reading this, Anybody (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: What have you been doing recently? watch tv, on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;2: Do you ever turn your cell phone off? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;3: What happen at 10am today? sleeping. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;4: When did you last cry? erm better not say lar. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;5: believe in fate/destiny? yea, somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;6: What do you want in your life now? to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;7: Do you tend to make relationships complicated? i guess so. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;8: Are you wearing anything you borrowed for someone? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9: What was the last movie you caught? Bedtime Stories.&lt;br /&gt;10: Does the person you like knows that you like him/her? Umm, not sure.&lt;br /&gt;11: Who always makes you laugh? Amanda! and my big sis.&lt;br /&gt;12: Do you speak languages other than English? yepp, Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;13: Favourite website(s)? Not really. Facebook? xD&lt;br /&gt;14: What are you doing tommorow? no idea.&lt;br /&gt;15: What do you think you are like? currently slacking. like a pig too. x)&lt;br /&gt;16: Who would you choose to die with? alone maybe.&lt;br /&gt;17: Where have you been today? home.&lt;br /&gt;18: What game do you play often? facebook?!&lt;br /&gt;19: Who you missing right now? lols..&lt;br /&gt;20: If you have to choose between a friend and a lover, who will you choose? Friends.&lt;br /&gt;21: What are you doing right now? Answering this question.&lt;br /&gt;22: Which primary school were you from? Northland.&lt;br /&gt;23: Name 3 colours you like? Black, pink, white.&lt;br /&gt;24: What emotion do you like to show? (:&lt;br /&gt;25: What is life to you? life is LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;26: If you have something troubling you, what would you do? emo?&lt;br /&gt;27: Who did you last chat with on msn? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;28: Who do you admire the most? hahas. my dad?&lt;br /&gt;29: Which month you born in? June.&lt;br /&gt;30: How you feeling right now? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;31: What's the time now? 1.03pm&lt;br /&gt;32: Your opinion on the person who tagged? hahas nothing. no harm in being tagged.&lt;br /&gt;33: What color do you like to dye your hair? nah. natural's nice.&lt;br /&gt;34: Why you doing this quiz? because i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;35: What do you do when you are moody? stone?&lt;br /&gt;36: At which stage do you wish to get married? hahas. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;37: Who is closer to you? Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;38: Who is/are the people/person you trust the most? Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;39: Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain? Yeap..&lt;br /&gt;40: If you have a dream come true, what would it be? getting married to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;41: What is your goal for this year? To go through jc1?&lt;br /&gt;42: Do you believe in eternity love? yea..&lt;br /&gt;43: What feeling do you love the most? Being cared for..&lt;br /&gt;44: Do you really think it is global warming now? uh huh...&lt;br /&gt;45: Do you like quizzes? it depends. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;46: Do you believe in gods? erm..&lt;br /&gt;47: Who cares you the most? Other than family? you!&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you think is the most important thing in your life? to be contented.&lt;br /&gt;49: What will you bring when you fight? hahas i dont fight.&lt;br /&gt;50: What have you regretted doing in your whole life? doing? erm i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;51: What do you do if nobody cared for you any longer? I'll just keep myself company.&lt;br /&gt;52: What will you do if you boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you? erm. i'll feel sad?&lt;br /&gt;53: How you feel now? bored. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. finally completed the quiz. I didn't expect it to be that long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1497675711507011557?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1497675711507011557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1497675711507011557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1497675711507011557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1497675711507011557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/since-i-have-nothing-to-do-now-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8433549923830452810</id><published>2009-01-26T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:43:41.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXyWs_Cv0rI/AAAAAAAAACg/INVx4DIVwws/s1600-h/ox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXyWs_Cv0rI/AAAAAAAAACg/INVx4DIVwws/s320/ox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295272961462227634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NIU YEAR!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehes. I can't believe it's already 2009 ready. I mean, it's like yesterday while writing something i still wrote the date as 2008. LOL. okay. Time for the new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Best wishes to all! Prosperity and fortune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmmoooooooooooooooooOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8433549923830452810?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8433549923830452810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8433549923830452810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8433549923830452810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8433549923830452810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-niu-year-hehes.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXyWs_Cv0rI/AAAAAAAAACg/INVx4DIVwws/s72-c/ox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-4235889803053916984</id><published>2009-01-23T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:33:50.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ICE SKATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, Yeesin, Rebecca and I went to the new ice skating place to skate. It was really fun. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;But we lost our way. We alighted too early and ended up walking into the deserted national stadium. Hahas. There were also construction works around. Hence, we ended up walking a long way there. Hahas. Warm-up exercise? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. We didn't went back to school to see them celebrate CNY. I felt quite sorry about it but it is also a rare chance for us to skate. Hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, CNY is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahs. I have nothing to say again. Hahas. Just to post and update. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4235889803053916984?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4235889803053916984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4235889803053916984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4235889803053916984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4235889803053916984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5397464782872841230</id><published>2009-01-22T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:17:09.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update update update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my #600 post. Wow. I can't believe i blog that much. But well, still got to update on new stuff right. Anyway, it has been really dead around here. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed, i backspaced, typed, and backspaced. What am i doing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I think we should all live for ourselves. I don't mean it in a selfish way. We shouldn't get too bothered by certain things right? But sometimes what we hope for may not come true too. I guess the best is to keep things the way they are and all's well that ends well. Hahas. Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. I hate this. I'm just randomly trying to lengthen this useless post. HAHA! I'm feeling so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economy in the world is so bad. Singapore's worst-ever recession. My mum said, 'Sometimes a crisis can be an opportunity.' Hahas. Hmm. That's quite true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5397464782872841230?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5397464782872841230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5397464782872841230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5397464782872841230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5397464782872841230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-update-update.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-3988739948676570244</id><published>2009-01-20T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:14:26.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. it's the last two weeks for enjoyment, i presume. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days back i was helping my mum pack the house. haha. okay. lol. We were washing chairs actually. So i was responsible for the water. i admit that i was sort of playing. =p Then, i helped to do some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bored blogging about that. Well, recently i got addicted to facebook pet society. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... okay okay. yesterday did a stupid thing. well, haha felt quite dumb. but nevermind, i must be too bored. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3988739948676570244?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3988739948676570244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3988739948676570244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3988739948676570244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3988739948676570244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8525298117035331830</id><published>2009-01-16T17:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:31:16.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos at Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXFQ2fzoFsI/AAAAAAAAACY/zZ513ZsfkgU/s1600-h/4E08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXFQ2fzoFsI/AAAAAAAAACY/zZ513ZsfkgU/s320/4E08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292099934318237378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;writing on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBYN8MPK8I/AAAAAAAAABw/5_8UkNbP7MM/s1600-h/sandycollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBYN8MPK8I/AAAAAAAAABw/5_8UkNbP7MM/s320/sandycollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291826558679329730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ticket. on the bridge. sandcastles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBZIf9euAI/AAAAAAAAACI/o5rJu0i3iV4/s1600-h/lovecollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBZIf9euAI/AAAAAAAAACI/o5rJu0i3iV4/s320/lovecollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291827564713523202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L-O-V-E in the hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBZR2kYCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1acoMRS4gYk/s1600-h/jumpingcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBZR2kYCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1acoMRS4gYk/s320/jumpingcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291827725401065730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jumping. I look stupid though. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBX32S6UhI/AAAAAAAAABo/I17tXecrWg8/s1600-h/groupcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXBX32S6UhI/AAAAAAAAABo/I17tXecrWg8/s320/groupcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291826179139588626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHOTOS at SENTOSA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8525298117035331830?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8525298117035331830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8525298117035331830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8525298117035331830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8525298117035331830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/photos-at-sentosa.html' title='Photos at Sentosa'/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SXFQ2fzoFsI/AAAAAAAAACY/zZ513ZsfkgU/s72-c/4E08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-4288888930467074151</id><published>2009-01-16T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:53:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach!</title><content type='html'>yesterday, we went to sentosa! We refers to wengsun, amanda, rebecca and me. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch at superdog. Haha. First time eating at such an expensive fast food restaurant. I obviously had more than 5 bites on the hotdog bread. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our fun pressing at the ticket machine to get tickets. Lol. We went on the monorail and started taking some photos but they were not very nice. Alighted at sentosa beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft sand beneath my feet felt soft and warm. Actually, it was more like heating up. Lol. But we didn't bother and started by playing volleyball. Apparently, each of us had about one hit and we gave up trying to toss the ball over the high net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played with the water and built a sandcastle. Originally, it was a round one, resembling a potty. Haha. Then, amanda suggested a square one. So we mould it again. To my surprise, the sand feels soft and quite fine. Nice. Then our geography facts started coming out. Lol. Sentosa has beach nourishment! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sandcastle was finished after quite some time. It does not really look like one, but at least it was nice. Haha. We scribbled out names on the sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started jumping like crazy frogs and snapping pictures. I think i look stupid. Lol. The breeze feels cool and nice! We also headed to the bridge to take more photos. The cam-whoring started there with the L-O-V-E. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon, we went back to vivo city and settled for ben&amp;jerry's icecream. Haha. Then went home after getting really crazy. I was really quite high and couldn't stop laughing. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the beach after all. (=&lt;br /&gt;But i think it depends.. Hehes =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4288888930467074151?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4288888930467074151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4288888930467074151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4288888930467074151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4288888930467074151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/beach.html' title='The Beach!'/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2034175833099375000</id><published>2009-01-15T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:24:56.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm feeling kind of mixed now... sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2034175833099375000?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2034175833099375000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry, i'm not a nice person at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4809331990234988398?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4809331990234988398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4809331990234988398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4809331990234988398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4809331990234988398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sorry-im-not-nice-person-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-3006477626223034094</id><published>2009-01-14T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:32:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tough decision to make. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me courage for these two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3006477626223034094?l=sugar-biscuit.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-22472568.post-3543439275973684260</id><published>2009-01-13T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:23:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my feelings are like a roller coaster. suddenly up and suddenly down. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; quite confused now. troubled. i know i should be thankful for the choices i have. rather have choices than not even have right? but too many to choose from is tough too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ajc&lt;/span&gt; open house that day, today went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nyjc&lt;/span&gt;. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guzheng&lt;/span&gt; is quite good and the school is nice. looks quite new. then went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hcjc&lt;/span&gt;. listened to their talk. it was quite motivating, yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appalling&lt;/span&gt; and intimidating at the same time. well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hcjc&lt;/span&gt; is seriously a good school. then went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;njc&lt;/span&gt; to take a look. the school is a little old. but it is good too. i think i will try there. wanted to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;temasek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jc&lt;/span&gt; but didn't have the time. spent quite a long time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hcjc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; spent the whole day looking at schools. suddenly, it seems to me like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; house hunting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. academics, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ccas&lt;/span&gt;, friends. tough decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. better be wise in whatever decision we make especially if such outcome will affect our future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3543439275973684260?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3543439275973684260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3543439275973684260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3543439275973684260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3543439275973684260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-feelings-are-like-roller-coaster.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-7010346095099574644</id><published>2009-01-12T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:06:29.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the day today. i woke up pretty early. haha. because i had a dentist appointment. i took off my braces. i felt funny without it. missed it honestly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent the morning after that watching tv. surprisingly, the time passed quite fast. haha. then 2pm came and the results are released. i was surprised. haha. really. okay. nevermind. congrats to the others who did well too. and to those who feel otherwise, cheer up! tomorrow will be better right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. just a short post. perhaps to cover my feelings for today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hoped the stars will shine on all, and help us to guide our way through. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-7010346095099574644?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7010346095099574644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=7010346095099574644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7010346095099574644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7010346095099574644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4190757856488962607</id><published>2009-01-10T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:29:21.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2more days to results day. To speak of feelings, I can't say i don't have. I'm after all still human. Initially i wasn't quite affected. Now, maybe a little nervous? But well, we'll get it eventually. Whether it is what we desire. It's a fixed ending for all of us. Nevermind. Let's get that thought away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week was pretty busy. I was engaged in a couple of sports. haha. Perhaps they aren't really sports but they do let the muscles exercise a little? Haha. I had a great week no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, I went to godmum's house for dinner. I enjoyed the food as usual. After all, i grew up eating that food? Hehes. The next day, went to AJC open house. The students were quite welcoming and I did have a good look of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. addicted to the songs from ming zhong zhu ding wo ai ni&lt;ming&gt;. They are really nice, to me. Not to forget ponyo. lol. The song just sounds cute to me. So that part of it attracted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a long time since i posted a somewhat normal post? Shrugs. Anyway, the usage of a blog is free and easy. So be it events, outings, feelings, it doesn't matter. I think i'm having a little screw loose over here. I can't really make head or tail out of what i'm saying. Readers will have slight difficulty in linking? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dropping random stuff i think. If these stuff were bombs, I think the city would be messy. LOL! However, the dropping feels like disgusting stuff. Oh what am i saying? GOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4190757856488962607?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4190757856488962607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4190757856488962607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4190757856488962607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4190757856488962607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/2more-days-to-results-day.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1062813039855549652</id><published>2009-01-08T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:01:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decisions. life are full of them. sometimes we prefer to make our own choices. sometimes we want others to make it. honestly, i myself detest making decisions. indecisive i guess. between three stuff it's often quite easy to pick one. but between two, it's hard to decide which. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certain stuff, it's better for others to decide. hmm.. like maybe someone else is more experienced? then can listen for advice.  but sometimes, you know yourself best which is better. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i dont know what im ranting about lar. just dont make me regret posting this. especially if it invites unwanted erm.. aww nvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another early day for me. went suntec to play archery. fun. my first time. super what's-the-word? NOOB. that's it. haha.. nice. cool. haha. strawberry icecream today. xD hehes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's like a puzzle. sometimes, you will find pieces that don't fit. but eventually, you will meet the right one. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really really will get thrown into the rubbish bin by someone... =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the crapping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1062813039855549652?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1062813039855549652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1062813039855549652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1062813039855549652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1062813039855549652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6890768961076773962</id><published>2009-01-06T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:06:31.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another early day for me. (: since the start of this year i've been waking up early. haha. that's good. lol. met amanda at the pool. to swim. nice. but i think i'm getting tan le. haha. spend some time at northpoint. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my cat puzzle. nice. but im seriously afraid of cats! ._. the picture looks cute but the real one is... err scary. *gulps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think i didn't mention about a cat encounter. few weeks back, my younger sis and i were left at home. my mum forgot to close the wooden door. we were both quietly watching tv. then i heard a sound. like some chair knocking against the table. i thought my younger sis was at the comp. but she was right beside me. all of a sudden and to my horror, she shouted, 'a cat!'  i nearly jumped out of my skin! the cat stuck its head out under the chair. my heart was like in my mouth, almost dropping out. then i scampered to the phone to call my mum. lol. okay. i'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that &lt;/span&gt;scared. it must have squeezed through the gate. then we ran upstairs and shut the door to my room. a mistake. because i should have kept watch on where it went. it was like walking round the living room. ahh. i hated it. then it struck me that cats can climb the stairs!!!! before i knew it my dad came back. we broke the news to him and he started looking for the cat. it was gone. then my mum returned. she was at the door and saw the cat hiding at the flower pot. it then moved to my neighbour's house. but luckily it went away without entering.. omg!! creepy. terrifying.. for me! ._. quite embarrassing seh.. haha. but just share this. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6890768961076773962?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6890768961076773962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6890768961076773962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6890768961076773962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6890768961076773962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-early-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-78684205361914211</id><published>2009-01-05T20:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:47:57.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling weary after a day out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to meet up pri 6 mates to play badminton. really exhausted after about an hour and a half of playing. the guys are really pro. sweat so much still play so long. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, i went to meet amanda and linde. We went to shop around at compass point. There was nothing much there though. But once again i saw the fake bread at action city and was playing with it. lol. they are so cute. the donuts. and looked super real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to mini toons. im sorry for making a fool out of myself. my bag happened to knock the racks of chains behind and knock down one of the hooks. luckily it held only 3 keychains. haha. and i caught linde poking at a monkey's face. haha. must be too bored. there was another massage thingy which i thought was a tool to whack people. *embarrassed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just walked around and bought some stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to orchid country club. played pool at table 23. it was amanda and my first time at it. super noob. the guy even checked our id because we dont look sixteen. haha but he was nice. explaining to us the pricing etc. haha. i think i must have been a sight. i cant seem to aim properly. lol. an adult even came over to teach me after how to do it properly. lol. haha. embarrassed. cheeks was red i think. haha. linde is so pro lor. still know how to do stunts. like teh tarik? haha. looks like pouring coffee to me. haha. then we went to bowl after that. at lane 32. haha opp of the table number. haha. then we played one game only. otherwise it would be expensive. haha. we all so noob too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im having muscleache. haha. but i had fun. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original post was longer. rahs. but i typed thrice. because errors keep appearing and my post just disappeared. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-78684205361914211?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/78684205361914211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=78684205361914211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/78684205361914211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/78684205361914211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-feeling-weary-after-day-out.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-3107439696031832001</id><published>2009-01-04T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:12:19.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SWH5DqeBhiI/AAAAAAAAABg/qlWFsU44OxQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SWH5DqeBhiI/AAAAAAAAABg/qlWFsU44OxQ/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287781278844814882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. here to blog. after quite long right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be random bah. last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ris&lt;/span&gt; park. 6AA gathering. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. initially was quite awkward. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. 4 years since i last see most of them i think. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. at least we did play some games, and reminisce our childhood by playing at the playground. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. cycling was next. but cycling with them is far too FAST! yea. the only word to describe the speed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. really.. i think i always cycle much slower with my friends? haha.. raaghav's speed is crazy.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then xuemei and i left early.. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3107439696031832001?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3107439696031832001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3107439696031832001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3107439696031832001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3107439696031832001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SWH5DqeBhiI/AAAAAAAAABg/qlWFsU44OxQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-3570917336623059133</id><published>2008-12-31T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:35:58.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on this last year of 2008, i'm quite filled with feelings. i actually going to miss this year. but well, all good things will come to an end right. and i have known that each happy ending is a brand new beginning. but sometimes that may not be the case. especially when we don't know what the future has in store for us. hmm. nevertheless, the time will come eventually. time stops for no man. it waits for no man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on this last few hours, i would just like to wish everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CPUAH%7E1.ITE%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A happy new year &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For me, I just want to stay happy and healthy. (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I supposed that’s about all. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kudos to 2008!&lt;/span&gt; My best friends, best buddies, family who have given me comfort and encouragement throughout the year. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3570917336623059133?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3570917336623059133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3570917336623059133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3570917336623059133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3570917336623059133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-this-last-year-of-2008-im-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-9189198089810710169</id><published>2008-12-30T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:42:23.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched bedtime stories last sunday. haha. it was quite nice. haha. hmm went shopping yesterday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my parents brought my little cousins out shopping today. walking around actually. they got so excited that i'm surprised. haha. it's like fun to them. then there was an open plaza in that mall. then they were so happy to be playing. well, i got to play with them too. lol. but it was fun. haha. then chaos ar. so many kids. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. december is ending soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-9189198089810710169?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9189198089810710169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=9189198089810710169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9189198089810710169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9189198089810710169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/watched-bedtime-stories-last-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5988684596656079968</id><published>2008-12-26T13:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:37:26.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genting #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w15.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/DE/genting trip dec 08/fc6e3561.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/DE/genting%20trip%20dec%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fc6e3561.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genting #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w15.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/DE/genting trip dec 08/2c9e5912.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/DE/genting%20trip%20dec%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2c9e5912.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from my genting trip. on Christmas eve. haha. so i guess it will be a long post about it. with photos which i put at the 'plugboard' section. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my first time to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;genting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cold up at the peak. i love the coldness. felt like i was in japan. haha. but that would have been colder. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was really fun. we went there by bus. haha. slept a little on the ride. was quite beat from waking up at 4am in the morning. haha. after catching some sleep then my elder sis and i couldn't get back to sleep. then we started crazy cam-whoring.. haha. took some silly pictures. lol. we were at the back seat so we kind of made a fool of ourselves i think. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us 2 hours to check into the hotel room.. while waiting for it we went to walk around the mall. lots of shops with lots of generous discounts. but we didn't shop for anything there. that place is really cool because the indoor theme park is in that plaza. haha. the hotel lobby even looks like orchard road. the decorations are exquisite. filled with the Christmas spirit. haha. was quite excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening we went to take the genting skyway. it's quite a long journey down and up. i was duped by the looks of the cabin. it looks so scary as we are going down from a peak till we reach below. but when we are actually in it, it felt okay. haha. was really nice. the sun was setting around that time and so we were enjoying some sunshine and breeze. enjoy. lol. i think more like warming us up!! LOL! crazy cam-whoring again. =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the hotel room quite early that night. was so tired. i thought i would not be able to fall asleep. instead, i fell asleep like a dead log. before i knew it, i could see vapour through the windows. it was morning. it feels really cool. nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theme park the second day. =D honestly, i was really freaking out. lol. their theme park is really big!&lt;br /&gt;took a mini horse ride first with my family.. haha. then some ride that you sit in a car and it takes you down winding paths. it was quite a fast way down but i enjoyed it. haha. then the monorail which was quite slow but at least we had a view of the entire place. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents then took off with my small sis for the children rides while my elder sis and i were left to try the rides we wanted. haha. we tried flying dragon, some roller coaster ride. it felt rather thrilling but the worst have yet to come. haha. we thought it was pretty nice. then went for the swings. which go round and round till you are dizzy. haha. i don't like that ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's this bigger coaster ride. with winding paths and a 45 degree drop in the middle. was spooked. lol. but we queued for it anyway. haha. gosh. it really shocked me. initially i was thinking quite okay. then suddenly i felt my stomach lurch and we were plunging down. haha. really thrilled by that. however, that's not their highest roller coaster. they have an even more thrilling one that we didn't dare to try it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent hours queuing.. that's the thing that is the same as our country. the queue. haha. here queue there queue everywhere queue queue. lol. my sister sings, ' old MacDonald have a farm' LOL!... hmm.. even the toilet needs queuing. lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we tried pirate ship. though smaller and slimmer than in escape theme park, it was faster i think. since young, i have always feared the big pirate ships. but in those theme parks, my sis and i always go for that and we can sit many times without feeling sick of it. then now i was facing that. i was probably spooked by the rides we've went for. lol. instead my sis was feeling more brave. lol. then you wouldn't want to know what we were talking about on top of the pirate ship. lol. i wanted my sis to engage in something to divert our attention. lol. in the end she was more spooked than me. lol. i think that was a worthwhile ride. really cool! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were screams and shouts everywhere. mainly it comes from the roller coaster, ship and the space shoot. it's a ride that brings you to many metres off the ground then plunges down without notice. somewhat like that. it's something i definitely won't try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. then we went for the indoor theme park rides. took all the 'monorail-type' rides. meaning they move around the mall in circles. one of it was on the river in a boat. pretty cool. but my sis was falling asleep in it! lol. then we went for the indoor roller coaster. lol. not bad lar. but the outdoor was more like WOW. haha. really *thrilled* by all the rides. scary... haha. but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate ice cream too! haha.. interesting flavours like paddlepop lol.. felt cooling. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day we bus-ed back again. haha. long trip..my legs are sore from all that walking and standing..  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Christmas season&lt;/span&gt; is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5988684596656079968?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5988684596656079968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5988684596656079968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5988684596656079968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5988684596656079968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-my-genting-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2803499803527234691</id><published>2008-12-20T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:40:20.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i watched sleeping beauty and little mermaid. yea. they are fairy tales. i'm watching them over again. hmm. when we were a kid, these stories accompanied us till we fall into deep sleep. i especially love the happily ever afters.. well, who doesn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we grow older, we probably start to find that fairy tales do not exist. but somehow i still think they do? haha. my elder sis told me that i'm too naive. haha. maybe watching it too much will really make us fall into their world of disbelief. haha. isn't that how we often get coaxed when we're small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay. so i'm so into fairy tales now i start to find myself so lame. lol. -__-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to malaysia next week.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2803499803527234691?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2803499803527234691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2803499803527234691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2803499803527234691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2803499803527234691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-watched-sleeping-beauty-and-little.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8441581878808690030</id><published>2008-12-18T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:04:17.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess you would be surprised. i watched another movie today with amanda, her sis and lin de. the movie is 'twilight'. it's very nice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. feeling quite bored actually.. haha. but well enjoying the holidays i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming! i'm quite looking forward to it. haha. once again i helped my mother prepare the xmas gifts for my little cousins. haha. hope they will all like it. after all, it's a season to be jolly.. haha a season of giving. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow wow wow aren't my posts getting shorter as each day pass? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real random. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8441581878808690030?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8441581878808690030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8441581878808690030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8441581878808690030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8441581878808690030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-guess-you-would-be-surprised.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1189459659885209684</id><published>2008-12-17T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:55:00.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now, i have given my blog a fresh new look. how does it look? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have got nothing much to update so shall just drop a real short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i guess those two words aren't the ones you would want to see.. haha. but then again who will be so interested in my life. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1189459659885209684?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1189459659885209684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1189459659885209684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1189459659885209684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1189459659885209684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-i-have-given-my-blog-fresh-new-look.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5569355122408368518</id><published>2008-12-15T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:07:20.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched bolt yesterday. it's a nice cartoon movie. i think it's about the same standard as madascasgar? haha maybe a little better. that's what i think lar. haha. nicenice. watched in vivo city cinema. my second time there. both also watch there with free tickets. hmm. the theatre super big and the volume of the movie is really loud. i think i can hear my chest vibrate. haha. no lar. not so exaggerating. just very "IMPACT". yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched more shows..... watched 'enchanted' last night. nice too. it's superb... haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm showtime now eh... i mean like this month mostly shows-filled. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5569355122408368518?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5569355122408368518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5569355122408368518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5569355122408368518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5569355122408368518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/watched-bolt-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5483526796073972030</id><published>2008-12-11T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:53:35.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. each day passes. i dont really want to update my blog actually. well, nothing much either. mostly my own stuff.. haha. hmm. really find no point in blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... few days ago went back to see guzheng juniors. haha. the feeling of going back is great. but missed the times. haha. lin lao shi is still the same. haha. i wont forget the funny times. and of course maybe some of the times where she scold us lar.. haha. all the best juniors for syf next year. haha. must play well but dont stress too much.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty bored... ah wells....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5483526796073972030?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5483526796073972030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5483526796073972030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5483526796073972030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5483526796073972030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5668963265873184251</id><published>2008-12-07T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:05:47.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up around half past ten.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like woke up by my mum's shouts for help. she's packing stuff and i can predict the mess next door. lol. then went to help out a little. just a little bit haha. felt quite frustrated having to pack again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i took out my guzheng and touched it. nice sounds the strings make. yea right. all out of tune and i have to tune it all over. and it's pretty difficult because the wood seem to have contracted and i have to shift everything over. played a few songs. felt weird. strange. totally. after all it's about hmm more than half a year since i last touched it? yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i helped my mum make tang yuan.. lol. it's not any festival but we just decided to eat for fun.. then was rolling the flour and everything. pretty fun. =pp okay. but i make quite nice balls. lol. but the peanut we added seemed to be little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the calendar ytd.. just about 2 to 3 weeks have passed.. hmm. felt quite long.. that's quite good..december starts...... picked up the pen for the first time to write something real.. i think my handwriting is horrrible.. &gt;&lt; now i see why my sis handwriting changes.. and why adults' handwriting are sometimes illegible.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay think im blogging quite random.. and i think microsoft is really cool.. i mean like bill gates lar.. invented so many useful stuff that we cannot do without.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahs.. this is a messy post. =pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5668963265873184251?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5668963265873184251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5668963265873184251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5668963265873184251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5668963265873184251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/woke-up-around-half-past-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2942513807140596694</id><published>2008-12-05T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:51:54.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a week has passed! or will soon pass. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a fruitful week. it's quite a good start to start december. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming. movies. bowling. walk-walk. fun. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... 'corner with love' has ended. haha. so sweet. i like that show! haha. the couple is always so funny and bickering. yet beneath it all it's like true love? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;what would happen?&lt;br /&gt;if we could have any dream.&lt;br /&gt;~taken from lyrics of 'right here right now'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams. reminds me of the 'corner with love' show, about the genie lamp. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage yeesin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2942513807140596694?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2942513807140596694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2942513807140596694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2942513807140596694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2942513807140596694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/12/week-has-passed-or-will-soon-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2742337708718721750</id><published>2008-11-30T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:04:58.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did more packing today. haha. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to have seafood at east coast park with my family. the food was pretty great. haha. there were quite a few tourists. heard japanese people saying oishii. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night scenery was great. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm tomorrow will be the start of december. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really random. hahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2742337708718721750?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2742337708718721750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2742337708718721750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2742337708718721750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2742337708718721750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-more-packing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1666779916029712885</id><published>2008-11-30T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:16:04.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to close my eyes and close my ears and block off everything else. can i? is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;answer is of course no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1666779916029712885?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1666779916029712885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1666779916029712885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1666779916029712885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1666779916029712885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-want-to-close-my-eyes-and-close.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6899631888573587379</id><published>2008-11-27T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:42:51.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RULE#1 :People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE#2 :Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;yea i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger then you?&lt;br /&gt;don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do with a dollar?&lt;br /&gt;buy a donut? lol. this is random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;possible! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is more blessed, being loved by someone or loving someone?&lt;br /&gt;loved by someone (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out 5 favorite things that you like and 4 things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;things: carebear, chocolate, heartshaped clip, my phone, my waterbottle&lt;br /&gt;myself: me? haha. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;my older sister! she makes me laugh like mad these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;that it's time to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;have a great job? probably attached. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who currently is the most important to you?&lt;br /&gt;family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is bothering you in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. having to pack a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;married, but poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the things you wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;pack my room and the house. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, and both of them are the same, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;same? hmm i dont know. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;difficult but something we must do. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you say goodbye to someone you don’t want to let go?&lt;br /&gt;i wont say it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a choice between lover and friends, who would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you fall in love soon?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name some people who are important in your life as of now.&lt;br /&gt;my family, and my special close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Five people:&lt;br /&gt;amanda&lt;br /&gt;yeesin&lt;br /&gt;elias&lt;br /&gt;huiting&lt;br /&gt;zhiheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tagged by wengsun... haha. just felt no harm in doing it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6899631888573587379?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6899631888573587379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6899631888573587379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6899631888573587379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6899631888573587379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/rule1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8878592544933942655</id><published>2008-11-24T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:30:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wengsunnn.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!32A3F0E05088C12F!1559.entry"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The person who tagged me:&lt;br /&gt;wengsun&lt;br /&gt;2) Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;Good friends =p&lt;br /&gt;3) Your five impressions of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;tall, funny, cute, tan, 'lao da!'&lt;br /&gt;4) The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;hmm made all of us laugh almost everywhere. haha!&lt;br /&gt;5) The most memorable thing that he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;this is hard. because she said many things. =)&lt;br /&gt;6) If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;lol. im not a les. xD&lt;br /&gt;7) If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;8)If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;that's not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;9) If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;lol. she will not.. haha&lt;br /&gt;10) The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;cheer her up or something? she's not feeling right i guess. =/&lt;br /&gt;11) Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;nice. (=&lt;br /&gt;12) How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;i dont read minds so i wouldnt know.. haha&lt;br /&gt;13) The characteristics you love of yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;this is a weird question. o.O&lt;br /&gt;14) On the contrary, the characteristics you hate of yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;probably sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;15) The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;how do you define ideal?&lt;br /&gt;16) For people who care for and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;loves to all xD&lt;br /&gt;17) Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;1. amanda&lt;br /&gt;2. yeesin&lt;br /&gt;3. zhiheng&lt;br /&gt;4. elias&lt;br /&gt;5. bigsis&lt;br /&gt;6. lin de&lt;br /&gt;7. jr&lt;br /&gt;8. huiting&lt;br /&gt;9. rebecca&lt;br /&gt;10. dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;lin de? lol. i dont know. :x&lt;br /&gt;19) Is no. 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;rebecca is female.&lt;br /&gt;20) If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;em im afraid they dont know each other. haha.&lt;br /&gt;22) What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;yeesin? probably about polys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;23) When is the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;haha during chalet?&lt;br /&gt;24) What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;erm taylor swift i think. lol.&lt;br /&gt;26) Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;lol !&lt;br /&gt;27) How about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;hmm ? haha&lt;br /&gt;28) Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;elias? lol i think not..&lt;br /&gt;29) What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;well, the same as me! haha&lt;br /&gt;30) What’s the hobby for no.4?&lt;br /&gt;elias ar.. playing musical instruments i guess&lt;br /&gt;31) Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;lol. they never met.&lt;br /&gt;32) Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;yeesin? graduated from phs.&lt;br /&gt;33) Say something casual about no.1:&lt;br /&gt;amanda? haha writing her story&lt;br /&gt;34) Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;lol im not les.&lt;br /&gt;35) Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;rebecca? at yck. haha&lt;br /&gt;36) What colour does no.3 like?&lt;br /&gt;oops i've got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;37) Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid not. haha&lt;br /&gt;38) Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;39) Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;wow?! im not gonna answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;40) What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;dew? i have no idea. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8878592544933942655?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8878592544933942655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8878592544933942655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8878592544933942655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8878592544933942655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiz-1-person-who-tagged-me-wengsun-2.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1961464576258654718</id><published>2008-11-24T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:31:09.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all of a sudden, i feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like just totally &lt;em&gt;off&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;somehow...&lt;br /&gt;is it me?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the reason why i wished all hadn't ended so fast. i mean if school and exams were still ongoing perhaps things wouldn't be like that. but then again, time will move on. so it is something we can't control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is also the fear of fixing a new puzzle. i mean a life puzzle. it'd be better to add life to it and enlarge the picture. but somehow i feel that i have lost some pieces and the picture seems to be reducing in size..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's me who got it all wrong. i guess so. well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or it's probably the senses getting a little active so it's just me worrying unduly? but this is not exactly worry. worry seems to be the wrong word to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 seconds tick by......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i give myself more time to consider, i decided to click the 'post' button.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1961464576258654718?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1961464576258654718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1961464576258654718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1961464576258654718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1961464576258654718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-of-sudden-i-feel-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-9058858234302312381</id><published>2008-11-23T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:55:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chalet @ downtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked in on friday. had a mini bbq with my family that night. my older sis and i were the chef that night. chef. what a weird word. because the food that turns out wasn't really nice. haha. we had a little food only. i think 2 hotdogs rolled into the drain. lol. because the portable pit wasn't very stable. haha!&lt;br /&gt;watched waterhorse that night. haha i watched halfway and got very bored. perhaps it's because the volume was very soft and i can't really hear. haha. then ended up playing hand games with my sisters. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day watched 'beverly hills chihuahua'. it's a very funny movie! all about dogs dogs and dogs. nope. should be about chihuahua! haha. majority of the dogs are chihuahua breed. they are all so cute. with cute names too. i think it's a movie worth watching. i shan't spoil the show. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq night. it was tasty! haha not the night of course. but the food. =p i ate quite a lot i think. i hope i don't weigh heavier. lol. a pity my friends didn't turn up. oh wells. haha. my relatives came. haha. all the little cousins are so cute. it's been quite long since i seen them. one of my aunts concluded something: 'princesses up north' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back at home, i think i should start the packing. started a little. but way more to go! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i miss the books and don't feel like throwing them away. after all, it has accompanied me for 2 years. x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-9058858234302312381?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9058858234302312381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=9058858234302312381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9058858234302312381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9058858234302312381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/chalet-downtown-checked-in-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-972997378389512807</id><published>2008-11-23T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:52:59.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos for promenade! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promenade.&lt;br /&gt;1. a stroll or walk, esp. in a public place, as for pleasure or display.&lt;br /&gt;2. a march of dancers in square dancing.&lt;br /&gt;3. a formal dance; prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271726413823446050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SSjvPhj9jCI/AAAAAAAAABY/NmJpE7Cx2Yo/s320/DSCF2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my clique.&lt;br /&gt;wsn, jess, dew, amanda, rbc and me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271725514617629890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SSjubLwlrMI/AAAAAAAAABI/JQR62XkLY6U/s320/DSCF2108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of '08 4Endurance (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271725888384236418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SSjuw8Jfe4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7xCr7BQxeRY/s320/DSCF2109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Best of friends!! 'moon wind star'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-972997378389512807?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/972997378389512807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=972997378389512807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/972997378389512807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/972997378389512807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/photos-for-promenade-xd-promenade.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SSjvPhj9jCI/AAAAAAAAABY/NmJpE7Cx2Yo/s72-c/DSCF2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-2330147304101200171</id><published>2008-11-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:45:48.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; having a headache now.. my younger sister just cant stop bugging me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; going to go crazy with her pleading and i wish there was silence. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;........ tolerance eh. she's like torturing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;carebear&lt;/span&gt; tossing it in mid air and attempting to catch it. but fails almost nine in ten times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yishun&lt;/span&gt; lib today. yea. the new library. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; really what i expected. because it was kind of noisy with small children running around.. but basically it was okay.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; new books i guess. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; kind of afraid to talk to people. it seems like i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know. hard to describe it. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wish to be portrayed as that kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt;. drop it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's so weird.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting that weird feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. enough for now. short post. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2330147304101200171?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2330147304101200171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2330147304101200171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2330147304101200171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2330147304101200171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-having-headache-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4777089898169926186</id><published>2008-11-19T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:13:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>completed my 500-piece puzzle. was super nice. haha. didnt exactly take very long to do it since i could spend the entire day on it. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess it's not so easy for now. probably much better and easier as we grow older. we'll learn through it all i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow why is my posts getting shorter by the day. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4777089898169926186?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4777089898169926186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4777089898169926186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4777089898169926186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4777089898169926186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/completed-my-500-piece-puzzle.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2618478725096566594</id><published>2008-11-19T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:53:43.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. i dont really know what i came here for. well, the holidays are getting on track. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a much longer holidays than usual. but more to think about? there used to be just thinking about what to do the following year. easy to get textbooks ready and get bags packed.. sometimes there is even a little excitement. but now? it's not that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing my younger sis get so excited for the next year is great. but my mum feels stressed. lol. if only such excitement can last till the year really starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just picked my sis up from sch and am drenched now. under the heavy rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just came here for a short little post? well....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2618478725096566594?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2618478725096566594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2618478725096566594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2618478725096566594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2618478725096566594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-585090275142157292</id><published>2008-11-17T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:39:47.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after having a good sleep, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prom night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, honestly, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how to go about blogging about that. the food wasn't that nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. except for the bread maybe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. everything was okay i guess. had the feeling that it was the last time to see everyone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but the worst part was on stage. doing the catwalk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt; what kind of dance. super embarrassing...&lt;br /&gt;i saw a couple of photos on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Elias&lt;/span&gt;' blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yeesin's&lt;/span&gt; chalet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;we didn't&lt;/span&gt; even get to go home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; and i went straight to the chalet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;girls night&lt;/em&gt;. we played till like early morning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. only caught a few hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we took the basketball to play. it was out of air and couldn't really bounce. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. and we played at 12 noon. when we realised our silliness, we decided to go back and played LIFE! it was so fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;walked out of aloha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;loyang&lt;/span&gt;. the way out was long and tiring. met turtle on the way. he covered more distance and with a greater speed than us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. it's like we were nearly lost until we met him at the turning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we had macs for lunch. it was a long lunch! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. like catching up on everything and such. and with amanda and i totally tired, yeesin and turtle was running about buying the food for us. and we ordered 4 sets of mcnuggets. haha. one for each. amanda and i woke up at the sight of food. lol!&lt;br /&gt;then arcade!&lt;br /&gt;we rented bikes to run errands and cycle back. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;. we prepared everything. but a little problem la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. most of the food suffered second or third degree burns. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;! a pity turtle was sick and got to go home. but it's still okay. he should have told us earlier though. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, we were really exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class chalet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really feels to me like &lt;strong&gt;spam&lt;/strong&gt; chalet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahs&lt;/span&gt;. went arcade with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;. the food was great! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. and we were having a laughing disease. rebecca and i just cant stop laughing. and amanda was super funny. lol. there was one part when we were clearing the plates and then i stepped unknowingly into the drain. when i stumbled, i created a domino effect and crashed onto the two girls ahead. and amanda created another domino by turning around. i was totally unbalanced! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the six of us played in the room upstairs in the dark. then xinpei came! haha. then joined in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;after that we played heart attack and it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks for everything!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need sleep!.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get to touch my bed for long since the exams ended. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. sounds more tiring than when there were exams? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not one to be in the limelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-585090275142157292?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/585090275142157292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=585090275142157292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/585090275142157292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/585090275142157292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-having-good-sleep-im-here-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-7850892710319938461</id><published>2008-11-13T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:34.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>olevels are over.. it has ended. somehow i dont want it to end. but well, still glad it is all over. (=&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. friends are great. we passed this hurdle. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx for the countless encouragement from all.. and (the oil supply =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overwhelming plans to relax and renew! the plans make me feel tired though. haha. too packed i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's &lt;strong&gt;prom&lt;/strong&gt; niGHT! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... im having difficulty blogging! hahs. okay. shall update some other time.. the frequency of blogging has been decreasing anyway.. =pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-7850892710319938461?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7850892710319938461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=7850892710319938461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7850892710319938461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/7850892710319938461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/olevels-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4547809218746033634</id><published>2008-11-07T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:10:06.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever you do, I'll do it too&lt;br /&gt;Show me everything and tell me how&lt;br /&gt;It all means something&lt;br /&gt;And yet nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see there's so much to learn&lt;br /&gt;It's all so close and yet so far&lt;br /&gt;I see myself as people see me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just know there's something bigger out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, can you show me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know about these strangers like me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me more, please show me&lt;br /&gt;Something's familliar about these strangers like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="Strangers Like Me"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strangers Like Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; by Phil Collins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4547809218746033634?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4547809218746033634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4547809218746033634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4547809218746033634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4547809218746033634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/11/whatever-you-do-ill-do-it-too-show-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-214683512678530285</id><published>2008-10-03T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:48:01.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SOX4HXz8xQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-HV4-r5o2u0/s1600-h/4endurance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252877345932231938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SOX4HXz8xQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-HV4-r5o2u0/s320/4endurance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SOX4BUkIi1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A43rLfLr4bE/s1600-h/4E08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252877241981373266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SOX4BUkIi1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A43rLfLr4bE/s320/4E08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU sun for the photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today marks a meaningful event on the calendar of all the graduating students of PHS. we have formally graduated from the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this school has been our support and learning centre for the past four years. how much we must have disliked the homeroom system, the long and sometimes boring devotion talks, but now, thinking back, they were okay. i agree that mrs tan's devotions are often inspirational. all the analogy she shared with us made sense. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that is the canteen we often complained about. especially about the new vendors. but actually the food is okay. edible. im not that particular with food so i find it okay all the while. and for me, i like the economic rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, are what we have gone through for four years. it is coming to a closure with the journey towards the o levels. in sec 1, we were innocent and didnt think much about the great world. perhaps we are slowly growing out of our childish ways. as we progressed to sec 2, we learnt to manage with pressure as we had to get ourselves into the combination we want in sec 3. during sec 3, it was the most fun times spent with the class. with the camps like pulau ubin, taman negara, they were all memorable. with the carnivals, these activities have strengthen 3 endurance as a class. during that time, many of us are struggling with the new load of subjects that we face. and i must say it was a neat challenge. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we are in the final year. sec4. it was as memorable as sec 3. we also had JJfair in the beginning of the year and other activities which helped us to stay together as a class. i must say that 4endurance is special. special trait: being slow. i think choon keat said that because we experience Newton's first law of motion that is, an object at rest will remain at rest, or if it is moving, at constant speed, without a resultant force acting on it. so if we are sitting down, it is very difficult to get us up. haha! often picked upon by the DM for being the last to stand during assembly and being the last to arrived at lectures.. and even today's grad service........... (well, that isn't very nice. =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway it seems like our class like to irritate some of our teachers who have tolerated us. although im hardly part of them! lol... but i do laugh a lot when the class cracks the joke!&lt;br /&gt;especially &lt;em&gt;ms pamelia goh&lt;/em&gt;... 'look at &lt;em&gt;SOURCE&lt;/em&gt; A'... and &lt;em&gt;mrs teo&lt;/em&gt; with her 'this one MUST REMEMBER..'... &lt;em&gt;mr tan&lt;/em&gt;...'assume...'.. &lt;em&gt;mr ong&lt;/em&gt; who always help us to relax.. with dont know how many (about 20?) rounds of running every PE lesson! lol.. &lt;em&gt;mr ng&lt;/em&gt; who always taught us to be PUNCTUAL!.. &lt;em&gt;mr chandra&lt;/em&gt; with his great bio facts... and 'tubule...' plus &lt;em&gt;ms zhang&lt;/em&gt;.. by asking her a whole lot of questions about LORMS that i could see that she was going a little over the edge that day. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these seems to happen just yesterday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the graduation service, there was reception. then all were crazy taking photos! when we were at the parade square, i felt like we were animals inside the zoo being taken. lol. we seriously stood there for very long.. with a trail of cameras one after the next. thank you crystal for helping us to take them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the most important thing,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to thank &lt;strong&gt;all of my FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;em&gt;anyone whom i have known even just by the looks; &lt;/em&gt;for making my secondary school life so meaningful with you guys around and i appreciate you for the gifts and notes. (=&lt;br /&gt;plus &lt;strong&gt;4Endurance&lt;/strong&gt; for making my upper secondary school years memorable and filled with laughter and joy. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone once told me, it was ms seh actually, that 'you'll make the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; friends in your secondary school life. those that will go through everything with you.'&lt;br /&gt;i agree and thank all for being one beside me, and giving me a chance to be your friend too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sincere thanks from me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to all for the upcoming o levels! we will finish this race well!&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/22472568-214683512678530285?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/214683512678530285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=214683512678530285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/214683512678530285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/214683512678530285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/10/graduation.html' title='graduation'/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SOX4HXz8xQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-HV4-r5o2u0/s72-c/4endurance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-3514559557739729173</id><published>2008-10-02T16:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:50:17.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was first October yesterday. and it is also children's day! haha. although we are already youths. many funny things happened. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon while i was having lunch with my family, we heard a loud crash. it sounded like some big object that fell to the floor with a huge impact. my mum asked me, 'is it from upstairs, outside or downstairs?'. i shrugged and told her that it seemed like it was from outside. then we didn't bothered. a few hours later when my mum wanted to go out, she opened the door and to her surprise our flower pots were the ones that made the impact. we are not sure if it is human factors or physical factors like the strong wind. the wooden rack appeared knocked off and the flower pots cracked. soil was practically everywhere. i guessed it must be the weight of the flower pots. but pretty strange. anyway my dad started clearing up the mess and washed the corridor. there was flood. haha. mini one of course. then the plants were settled back into their pots. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my younger sis is as usual 'disturbing' me.. its in inverted commas because not all the time she disturbs because i do play with her too! =p.. had another one of those crazy times with her. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening we went to vivo city. it's been quite long since i went there. we had dinner and went shopping. but before that something funny happened. the car park there was very big so there were many glass panels surrounding the escalator inside where it leads to the mall. we walked so closely to one of the glass panels at the side, and was wondering why it does not open. then my dad said, 'is that even a door?' that is when i realised. lol. it was not one of the auto doors. we must have looked silly! aww.. haha. i still cannot forget that scene. i was laughing like mad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is the second last day of school.. there were many people who were absent. less than half the class was present. haha. because its Thursday... 5 out of 10 of the periods are non-examination subjects. of course i didn't counted recess in because that is important. haha. we need food for survival. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went crazy with Amanda and Rebecca during Chinese. it has become free periods for us who are not retaking. (= we played something that is played when we were in primary school. but we had fun. lol. its kind of hard to describe the game but anyway we even let the guys try it too. the results were funny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... looking forward to tomorrow? haha. I'm feeling halved. lol. halved as in a part of me feel that i can't bear with the school, another part of me feel that its great to have a study break before o levels. but well, i will still miss everything. very soon, the daily routine i had for four years may just be broken....... awwww i better stop saying......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-3514559557739729173?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3514559557739729173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=3514559557739729173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3514559557739729173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3514559557739729173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-first-october-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-9155819343228386766</id><published>2008-09-26T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:52:18.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess time really flies. especially when we need them. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'we reap what we sow' i suppose that is somewhat true. although i didn't believe it at first. i think perhaps the unexpected do happen sometimes.. well... i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished watching my videos.. hmm. enjoyed the whole series! it was perfect for recreation i guess.. although i shouldn't have started. but nevermind. hehes. =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, back to concentrate on studies... just about 24 days away to the first o level paper. must jiayou. it's not time to get nervous and too worked up. but to slowly plan and overcome it. this period will be tough but I'm sure we can all manage it well.. just do our best and no matter what outcome it is, we will still feel happy. because we had put in our best. =)&lt;br /&gt;we mustn't be complacent too. must continue to work hard and persevere! haha. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i suppose saying those sounds simple. but doing it will be the hard thing. but we should still try. it wont hurt to try.. yea.. hmm. i think I'm sort of motivated suddenly... its quite rare that i get this feeling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought of sharing these to all of my blog readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. recently there is the china milk scandal. i think it is quite a big news. which involves lives... also before that i think the global market out there suffered too.. although i didn't really understand, i know that they are events happening around the world... we should really open ourselves up.. maybe we are still young. but one day, we will be out there too... sounds intimidating does it? =x!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enough. i figured I'm thinking too much already. haha! enjoy and find pleasure in whatever we engage in. that's most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a smile. not only brightens up your day. but others' too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-9155819343228386766?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9155819343228386766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=9155819343228386766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9155819343228386766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9155819343228386766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-guess-time-really-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1480668192057254984</id><published>2008-09-24T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:27:08.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post #555&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... took back all of the prelim papers already. i am satisfied. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite weird. mm nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday someone shared with me an interesting analogy. it is about us likened to pokemon those monsters. is like each of us has our own skill and forte and we can level up when we surpass our personal best. hmm.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hope that everyone will continue to jiayou and do their best! but remember not to stress ourselves in the midst.. it will be tough but we will manage it well. (: keep up the good work and continue to work on those that we can push further.&lt;br /&gt;this is illustrated by the analogy of rubber band&lt;br /&gt;a rubber band will snap when overstretched to its limits. but when it is not fully stretched, it is still elastic and possible to stretch further.. so yea.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. is that crappy again.. somehow it makes me feel that i am writing crap all the time.. sigh. how do i adjust that... really quite crappy... and must i mention crap so many times?! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cross the bridge when you reach it.' i guess that's what we must do.. it's not like we can be careful of every step we take even if we try as hard. there will be sudden changing circumstances that affect what we do each second, minute and hour. it will be quite tiring i guess.. and we learnt in today's chapel not to worry. haha. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just here to share some thoughts... hope its inspiring... or it may be.............yes! just CRAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1480668192057254984?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1480668192057254984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1480668192057254984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1480668192057254984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1480668192057254984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/09/post-555-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2576977963714903152</id><published>2008-09-23T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:13:46.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am i stuck when i reach this page again. hahs. i thought i have lots to jot down about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm anyway, got back most of the prelim papers. was okay i guess.. had to stay back for ss test.. thought it was just a short while. but it unknowingly ended only after two hours. by then it was like 4pm? a little late for lunch right.. haha. amanda and i still went to eat it anyway. i guess i was like a zombie with jelly-like limbs. i was weary and not as energetic as before. didnt think of eating anything nice. just wanted something to fill my stomach. i have been having rather irregular meals these days. it is either too early or too late. haha. it's not good of course but sometimes it can't be helped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just walked around the mall looking at stuff.. the gummies at mini toons tempted us again. lol. we decided to buy 100grams only. so we took 2 of each of those we wanted.. when we realised that the cost cannot be divided by 2, we took out 1 gummy. then it was too little. then we added another 1. lol. in the end just right.. hehes. hmm.. nice. i should stop eating sweets though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reach home it was close to dinner time. but i was already too full to eat so i ate later... hmm.... now i just want to sleep... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. i had the sudden urge to delete all that i had just wrote... found it crappy. don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahs. i just have to laugh at myself then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it makes me wonder... but i guess I'm still trying to understand.... mm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2576977963714903152?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2576977963714903152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2576977963714903152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2576977963714903152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2576977963714903152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-am-i-stuck-when-i-reach-this-page.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-9151784408515260489</id><published>2008-09-21T14:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:10:22.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a very jubilant event. not for me, but for my godsis! it was her wedding day! =DDDD smiles of happiness all around.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations! hehes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of the times when i was still young. when we were still young.. all the funny memories. simple or not, it's hard to forget. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent almost the whole day out. enjoyed myself apart from some uneasiness and a few eventful happenings~ =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling so tired this morning!! but i could not get back to sleep in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is exactly a month to O levels!! the last hurdle. i believe we can all do it! after a short break like this, perhaps it's time to set our engines running smoothly again. and to reset back our mood.. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-9151784408515260489?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9151784408515260489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=9151784408515260489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9151784408515260489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9151784408515260489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-was-very-jubilant-event.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8641510115016077553</id><published>2008-09-18T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:35:53.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been about half a month since i posted. okay. dont hurry me for updates haha. prelims 2 has just ended today! haha.. went home and packed my room. seems to be the agenda for post-exam activity. lol. because i just got to clear the mountains of books and notes back to the original position. this time i was more organised because i cleared after every subject. so left the sciences today which itself already took up most of the space!! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i ate a slice of cheesecake which i supposed my sister bought it to reward herself haha. its quite unlikely she does that but anyway she's so far doing quite well for her prelims bah.. (will i have good news too? =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just slack around the house.. didnt think i would fall asleep.. since it is always like that.. when we are studying we feel like sleeping.. and when its over we are energetic. someone once told me that it is all just excuses to escape for studying.. but for me i feel that perhaps its really fatigue during the exam period. haha.. you know what i thinking of now? nothing.. just bio-related theory..! haha. anyway i did fall asleep.. and for very long... i thought it was just an hour or so. but i was shocked to see the time when i woke up! haha. not sure if it was enough to pay the sleep debt. hehes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been thinking a lot. not just about exams.. many stuff which i dont know if i want to and dont know how to share. haha. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this prelim 2 have helped me to gain control of managing my studies better... sometimes i even wonder if we will really reap what we sow.. haha. but anyway, we can still learn from there. what's the point of knowing everything already and have nothing new to learn. i guess that is kind of the reason for the variety of questions etc. we wouldnt want to be doing the same boring stuff everyday. that will not be interesting too. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had also made me come to know who are really there. great to have friends to discuss questions and to clear whatever doubts we each have.. it may even be disturbing sometimes to some but im still glad for whatever help you have rendered to me. so thank you! (you know who you guys are..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also learnt that sometimes for certain things, ... 求人不如求己.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. hmmmmmmmmmmmm........ i guess i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar! i seriously cant do mcqs.. for an indecisive person is quite hard. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight! (not so early of course)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8641510115016077553?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8641510115016077553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8641510115016077553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8641510115016077553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8641510115016077553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-has-been-about-half-month-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6707270260741111627</id><published>2008-08-31T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:50:16.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww. just felt like i haven't blog for a very long time and decided to refresh it a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Thursday went back to see guzheng coach. haha. although we just spend a few minutes there (kind of. feels like a few minutes). yeah. gave her a card. (hope it isn't too ugly! =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, it's teachers' day! tomorrow! haha. &lt;br /&gt;wish in advance to all the teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had celebration on Thursday. nothing really interesting. but our class gave some of our teachers gifts after that. and they were quite exotic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite early. haha. its unscheduled holiday! met ms hong! (sry amd, ur new nick =p) and rbc (this is just for short form purpose!) for lunch. hehes. ate kfc and well spend a lot of time talking over there while waiting for amd's sis. then we went to jurong for ice skating. haha. my first time. quite thrilling. lol. thrilling. not really appropriate? but i guess can sum up the feelings bah. haha. it was fun! although i get blisters from the hard skates. haha. nvm. remember the fun! not the pain. haha. yea lor. my mum was also saying, 'play that time wont feel pain de hor..' haha. yupps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we skated for quite long? or at least we thought we could have skated longer. but we were going to catch a 5pm movie at amk hub. who knows. by the time we met ys and reach the cinema, it wa 5pm. yea. 5pm movie start but we reach the cinema ticket counter only! -.- haha. plus the tickets were selling fast and the only seats left were the first row. so we changed plans to watch the 6pm one.. then we decided to settle all our cravings once and for all. treat amanda to sushi! and rbc and i satisfied our wants for old chang kee curry puff! haha. nice.. walk walk around for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie WALL-E is so cute! haha. the waste allocation machine is so cute!! haha. plus the mop. haha. nice movie. should go catch it although most people may find it boring because there's hardly anyone speaking in the show. haha. but i will recommend it bah. still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha reached home around 8 close to 9pm. haha. then i ate my dinner. cause we promised our parents to be home for dinner. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very fun day! haha. tired out after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at the usual Saturday timing. haha. but i overslept! haha. too tired from playing i guess. turned up for our usual study session. wasn't very productive that day though. its either the headache i was having or i was simply preoccupied. OR we talked too much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway got to catch up a lot. its after all the holidays. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! haven't been blogging such a long post for very long. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6707270260741111627?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6707270260741111627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6707270260741111627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6707270260741111627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6707270260741111627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/08/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-7334512994086369399</id><published>2008-08-27T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:15:34.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have the sudden interest to try those quizzes. =D some results... haha maybe not very accurate lar. just for the fun of it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://valvigirl.net/quizzes/subjectquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="What school subject are you?" src="http://valvigirl.net/quizzes/subj_math.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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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-22472568.post-2294035264123817235</id><published>2008-08-22T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:15:55.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its friday! lol. i think im becoming like the DJ on the radio. every friday morning i will hear the guy exclaim 'its friday!' but fridays just feel so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home early. took a nap.. recharge a little.. did some phy and chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh.. now watching the table tennis women's singles match. Li Jia Wei lost the bronze medal match but i think she's still a very good player. =D at least singapore team won a silver! that's a great achievement. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. next week is the last week of term 3... haha. but that also means that prelims 2 are nearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than 2 months to O levels.. and to amanda's birthday! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning had the 'last' pe lesson. cher told us to have a graduation run. had to reflect about something interesting that happened to us in the 4 years. haha. was quite hard actually.. amanda and i ended up recalling how we became friends. haha. difficul to remember though. was not very clear either. sometimes its like that lar. it does not matter how we got together but over time, we become closer. and thats the point. =)&lt;br /&gt;in the end i concluded to myself, the interesting thing is to have known this class. 4 endurance. its really interesting. every lesson will have some funny traits.. and of course our well-known but not-so-good and favoured characteristic -- being slow. haha. nice class to be in. cher also commented that we were a class that was easy to manage. haha. still remember last week when the girls played captain's ball. he said we were too quiet when playing. haha. it was common test for the other levels i think but still we didnt make that much noise. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we played badminton today! haha. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. shall get going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care!!! to those who are sick and everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayoU! we can if we will. the choice is ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2294035264123817235?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2294035264123817235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>told myself i must come to blog today. because... its..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20082008 =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... tired... dozed off again.. haha. mm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much during lessons i guess. just a bit crazy with amd in class these few days. haha. its especially funny when we hear something wrongly.. like xia4 yu3 le4... i can hear as zhi3 jia4 you2, xia4 liu2 then finally orh xia4 yu3 le.. -.- okay real lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ban4 niang4 i can hear as partner or worse i thought 'punch bag'! haha. cause it was raining heavily in the afternoon. then couldnt really hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were doodling on foolscap paper again. then i said that sound ugly. when it should have been look. hah and many other mistakes. happens when u speak too fast i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm having laughter fits ar... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siann-ed....... =(((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remembered another funny thing. i got mistook to be jessica again. do we look that alike? eng cher keeps making the same mistake. and when i told her im not jessica. she still insists that we are lying to her. and still dont believes it. --''' LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2651646998366988138?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2651646998366988138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2651646998366988138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2651646998366988138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what is getting over me... lost the motivation? i dont know. influence? cant blame on that. i guess its just purely me.. it takes that push to move u along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competition should be making us stronger. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1068926803343456779?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1068926803343456779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1068926803343456779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1068926803343456779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the usual saturday timing.. met ys and amd to study. i went to macs first since i was early. but got chased by the person. well, i have alr met with enough of those chasing. so i just left willingly. then met them at the mrt station. in the end, we were pathetic again (recalling how many places we went to the other time). went to ys void deck to study. it could have been greater if it was cleaner and if the wind was not so strong. it blew my worksheet away and i have to pick it up of course haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some hard time making decisions with stuff. went for lunch to eat something that i can eat and not just plain hard swallowing by peristalsis of the oesophagus. then went to the cafe. it was super crowded today. seems like not quite a good day eh.. then ater that finally settled down at our usual table. yeah. did work all the way till 7pm today. of course there were times where we slacked especially when we laugh like crazy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'swallowed' my dinner. since cellulose and proteins dont really get digested in the mouth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am. pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrugs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt think i will even blog. haha. but i did! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray! for dont know what. just felt like saying that.. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4986731386354675116?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4986731386354675116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4986731386354675116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234298778620175138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SKP3AbPqoyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/flQu-InOU7k/s200/DSC00765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the heart made by the black knights on ndp. not very clear though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the black knights were cool. =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just posting some pictures.... and this is random.... my moon carebear =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234298404679959218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/3264640499153896889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-made-by-black-knights-on-ndp.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SKP3AbPqoyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/flQu-InOU7k/s72-c/DSC00765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-2495895566656258194</id><published>2008-08-12T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:49:43.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought blogging may well sort out my thoughts much better. but well, its still mixed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have 5 tests today. but there wasnt ss test and the french test was more like a worksheet.. and one of the test was o level eng oral. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is also the day i get back my chinese o level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cant seem to get any idea across so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely wish the others the best and..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i know im getting a little tongue tied here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i fall asleep just now. again. i mean like not really again lar. but these few days have been taking night naps. then decide to go sleep. haha. but just now i really slept until i wish i never have to wake up to face anymore stuff ahead. but of course that is impossible. sleeping is so nice and natural... the ability to sleep seems to run in the blood.. lol. okay. a little crappy already.. and i had a weird dream a few days ago! seriously weird!!! ahh! haha. okay. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ain't a professional clown either. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its better to smile !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QOTD: i'm so busy doing nothing that i have no time to do anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2495895566656258194?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2495895566656258194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2495895566656258194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2495895566656258194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2495895566656258194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-thought-blogging-may-well-sort-out-my.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6824802706393288672</id><published>2008-08-08T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:48:41.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having tests everyday of this week except today. Perhaps its because its National Day Celebration. Today is also 080808. Nice! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XIAOMAN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to blogging. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really have anything to add on currently. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. Had two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SPAs&lt;/span&gt; on Mon and one on Wed. Well, its over. At least we are now exposed to using a high technology operated data logger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's celebration was a bit unlike the previous years. There was class party and i also had NE duty. Anyway, recalling a bit, last year it was the day when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Malam&lt;/span&gt; was held. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. So in the morning there was a mini sized parade and the usual speeches delivered to us and the saying of the recollections. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. it was the same lyrics sheet of paper we get every year. After which i had to go off for NE duty. We were hosting Bowen sec students for the connect Singapore project. We were supposed to conduct NE tours for them. But they came pretty late. So there was only time for about two rounds of it. Anyway, i was not in charge of that already. I was supposed to present tokens from the school to the Bowen teachers. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;guanghua&lt;/span&gt; and i were assigned that task. it was pretty weird as we could not differentiate the teachers from the students. It was pretty funny. Our school is nice to give them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;merlion&lt;/span&gt; chocolates. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. okay la. After that the NE tour started. Then survey forms were given out to them. So we sort of gathered to see the feedback. Then we were dismissed back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class party was on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Each one of us brought something to share. So there was quite a lot of tidbits? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. was quite nice. We took class photos too. then we cleared up and had to assemble in the parade square again. The sun was scorching hot and it was really warm. when it was our turn to go, we kind of like moved faster than usual (considering how slow we are!). Then by the time we clocked out at the machines our class was lagging behind again. We sort of got split into half. Then i realised we were like the last class. So we sped up and tried to move ahead of about 4 or 5 classes.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt; was like signalling to us saying we have to move all the way in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were basically walking round the school to position ourselves for the connect Singapore project. Portable radios were blasting music and tuning in to the supposed FM. However, the strange thing is, throughout the time when we moved and stand, held hands and played, laughed and cheered, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; hear the cue to say the pledge or something which we were supposed too. the thing ended abruptly. i guess it was probably because we couldn't hear. otherwise, i reckon it will be a nice thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. so much about today and about the week... i guess i should be off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;jiayou&lt;/span&gt;.. there are more tests up ahead next week.. many in fact on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tues&lt;/span&gt;...........................(or should i say its all the tests..-_-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6824802706393288672?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6824802706393288672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6824802706393288672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6824802706393288672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6824802706393288672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/08/having-tests-everyday-of-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-944740270761301453</id><published>2008-08-02T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:37:08.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hii! woke up abrupty pretty early in the morning. couldnt went back to sleep at first. but slowly drift asleep after half an hour. one hour later the alarm rang and i got up pretty energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my time to prepare to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first destination: amk macs. but we got chased by bees. imagine 3 fellows running frantically away, trying to swat them with the badminton rackets even. it was a horrible experience. we were like the only ones afraid of them apparently. and it also seemed like the bees were only chasing us. everyone was so unaffected can. we were like omg.. making a scene. okay. not so serious as we tried to tone down but somehow, thinking back, we were hilarious! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second: it chased us away and we changed our plans. decided to take the time to play badminton first. we found a random block and played. but the ceiling hindered our play. we then asked directions for a court and we made our way there. played badminton and improvised hopscotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third: we proceeded to kfc to have our lunch and did stuff there for awhile. failed because we were chased. again. haha. by people this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth: thought of the playground and stone chairs but didnt work either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth: attempted to try at macs again. lasted for awhile only. because.... the bees came back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixth: travelled back and stabilised at khatib macs. -.- if only we started out there in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate oreo mcflurry. haha. that got me crazy. hehes. i think they are very generous with the oreo bits. =p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we concentrated.... not very productive because of such unforeseen circumstances. but it sure brought our mood up and down like a roller coaster. X.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy birthday to jessica and turtle!&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;awww  i dont know what to do really....!! =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-944740270761301453?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/944740270761301453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=944740270761301453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/944740270761301453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/944740270761301453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/08/hii-woke-up-abrupty-pretty-early-in.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-1712135049743593533</id><published>2008-07-30T19:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:50:41.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had a sudden urge to blog.. its quite rare that i can immediately get on the computer and blog when i feel like. normally its occupied... now that my younger sis uses it too. haha. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the earlier part of the week has ended.. but the work has not stopped. of course lar. work is neverending... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days a little crazy le.. but also like very moody and frustrated lehs.. haha. dont know also.. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时好时坏，我也不知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快乐地过一天，不快乐地过一天，都是一天。&lt;br /&gt;不如就快乐地过每一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe is just a lttle mood change la... im still okay. haha. will get crazy later de.. haha like last night.. =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.. went to see guzheng coach and juniors today... was just a random decision... brought sweets and we were acting like santa claus. haha. christmas is still months away.. hmm.. i miss my guzheng miss them miss the practice... but i think our guzheng is passed down le... x= no more returning to that familiar touch on the strings... our coach often scold us for being too attached to our guzheng... still remember our performance at srjc about 2 years ago... we were supposed to use the guzhengs there.. after a rehearsal, everyone complained about their guzhengs and the seniors fought the right to bring our own guzhengs there. haha. we went to trouble just to stick with our guzhengs... hehes... hmm... practices may be tiring but it seems empty without it. i guess its quite ironic. when u are part of it, its tiring. but when u are completely off it, its saddening. that is why, ask a person whom have stepped down from cca practice to know the &lt;em&gt;significance&lt;/em&gt; of cca. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i guess it was not really a wrong decision that i made after all. hope that i can continue to pursue it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do other things le! oops!! its nearing 8pm!! X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-1712135049743593533?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1712135049743593533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=1712135049743593533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1712135049743593533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/1712135049743593533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-had-sudden-urge-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6358575109821389067</id><published>2008-07-26T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:20:00.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SIsH9bc5YEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zdS-sVu_SHw/s1600-h/Powerpuff-Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SIsH9bc5YEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zdS-sVu_SHw/s200/Powerpuff-Girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227280544415965250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's us! so cute! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired now. haha. been out the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to study with my pals. (= once again, funny things happen! went to amk lib.. managed to get a seat.. we were serious in the beginning.. yar. did some work.. then when we started feeling hungry the attention span wandered off a little. haha. had lunch at macs... i got the Olympic cup haha.. the macs promotion thingy now.. hmm.. had a very filling lunch. haha. reminded us of kungfu panda.. and Amanda and i were laughing over the panda with big belly. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had many jokes that aroused due to what we say haha.. shall not elaborate about that. haha. hmm then we went to one of the 'outside platform' to study haha. because studying 'inside' the restaurant is not allowed. haha. we each took a table (the table is quite small)... yea. then ys was like telling me to sit down. and i forgot the chair was quite low de.. then i just plopped down.. haha. and her 'sit down' reminded me of the mentos advertisement... then i said, 'where are you going? sit down.' and it was quite loud lol. in fact i couldn't stop laughing.. once i start its so hard for me to stop. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we calmed down and started doing work again... its quite cooling out there.. with wind and fresh air.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were leaving, we went to the playground to play the swing. haha. its been so long since we played. we seemed a little deprived! =x so embarrassing. haha. but okay lar. was fun. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i guess its okay bah... yea... oh yar.. amanda is pro at repairing things. ys spectacles lens came off.. i dont know how come also.. haha. but we tried using many things to tie it together.. then amanda used the exam string to tie. haha. and after that my correction tape dropped and open up.. and she help me wind back and repair it too.. haha. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im home alone. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6358575109821389067?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6358575109821389067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6358575109821389067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6358575109821389067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6358575109821389067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-so-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_nD5WUT1xsE0/SIsH9bc5YEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zdS-sVu_SHw/s72-c/Powerpuff-Girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472568.post-25391932921429875</id><published>2008-07-25T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:15:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRDAY! lol. okay. it's here. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PE first two periods... running was the usual warm up... last week was 20 rounds.. this week was a full ten min.. or was it eleven. haha. anyway after that played games bah.. played volleyball today.. the 4 of us was quite noob... lol. like just having fun anyway. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was pretty sleepy... had maths.... filled my stomach during recess.... phy.... assembly... nothing much bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to northpoint to have lunch with amanda again.. second time this week. haha... but okay lar.. ate too much laughing gas also. LOL. took the bus home... and it broke down lol.. engine cannot start. haha oil not smooth i think.. but it have not even leave the interchange.. so all the passengers transfer to another bus.. yea. haha first encounter with bus breakdown.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-25391932921429875?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/25391932921429875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=25391932921429875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/25391932921429875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/25391932921429875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/frday-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-28976210316414207</id><published>2008-07-24T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:46:38.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; here to blog! okay. that sounded lame. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt; to wed were heavy.. as usual. they like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cram&lt;/span&gt; the weighty subjects in the early part of the week.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thur&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt; are days which are more slack. perhaps its because of cf lessons, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; lessons (which now becomes free periods :D) and assembly on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; etc.. so it seems like there are fewer studying periods. anyway i guess the syllabus is more or less finished. but, what we have to face now is the stacks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tys&lt;/span&gt; and loads of other school practice papers! for every subject one stack... mainly sciences and maths actually.. well, in short, they sum up to a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt; i seriously got to improve my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to get anywhere with that grade.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what happened to my bio either. its badly done.. =( glad to show improvement in physics though... chem remained the same..-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. getting a little unlike me to blog about my results. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. but i just blog when i want to. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; really matter actually. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like raining days. it kind of made me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. i was very moody just now.. perhaps its the........ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hehes&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blur me. i think the past few days had some blur incidents... funny incidents too. actually we are now trying to laugh everyday and sustain the laugh throughout the whole day as best as we can.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. as you know, once we start, its hard to stop... hmm... *because of inertia where it is the reluctance to....... * -.-! LOL! hmm sounds deprived of fun rights. but its good to laugh ma.. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so looking forward to it... just a sudden yearn for tomorrow to come. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. sometimes its like this.. time seems to be 'cheating' on us. actually if you look at it in a way, it seems like time is 'relative'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when in the midst of exam, time is FAST. (can you imagine we sat still for a 2h30min paper? we actually sat for so long! lol..)&lt;br /&gt;when in our slumber and dreams, time is NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;when there is too much work to be completed, time is NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;when having fun with family and friends, time is NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;when chatting on the net or doing &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;FaVoURite&lt;/span&gt; stuff, time is NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;when studying and mugging for exams, time is SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;when longing for something, time is SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;when running in a race, time is ONGOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually time IS! ONGOING. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. just that we feel a difference in the speed.. somehow probably it lies in our mentality. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. okay. am i crapping? but it sounds true. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-28976210316414207?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/28976210316414207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=28976210316414207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/28976210316414207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/28976210316414207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-here-to-blog-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5637629022969763936</id><published>2008-07-20T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:03:11.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. i know i always start the post with 'hmm'. but that is always the word that comes to my mind each time i reach the posting screen. anyway, nothing much happened today as usual.. haha. not really the usual lar. i mean like just nothing special bah. went to my grandma's house. today is her birthday. haha. anyway my cousins are so cute.. all small small de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them is especially cute lar. kept pulling me to play with him. haha. then they really played like so fun!... and before we went my mum my younger sis and i was like guessing what soup was cooked. last week my sis was correct, today my mum... aww im always wrong.. but i always guess what vegetable there is correctly. hehes. my favourite de ma... haha. hmm.. yar. that small cousin was like telling me i wait for jie jie come very long le. haha. then he kept tugging at me and say "wo3 men2 qu4 da4 gu1 gu1 de4 fang2 jian1 wan2" haha. so cute can. staring innocently at me. kept showing me all his ultraman stuff. and also a funny bus.. that will move itself. haha. he also took out some books to show me.. about a dinosaur named go go.. he was like "i show u i show u" then he held his book upside down. then i told him, "it must sure have been awkward for u to be reading it upside down!" lol. then he laughed so loudly.. then he took the book and wanted to show us something else.. then he placed it upside down again. then his mum asked, "why is the dinosaur's head below its legs!" LOL. haha. funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowpaced studying is what i will be going through now bah. or rather 'trying' to go through. hmm.. haha. cannot slacken ma.. so go at a slower pace lor.. probably can absorb more efficiently. like the blood vessels. blood flowing to the lungs and away slow down to increase efficiency in exchange of substances. hmm. did i get that right? lol! hope i didnt get my facts mixed up.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping quite early these few days. haha. hmm. seems like its much better than the holidays where everything is so packed rushed squeezed and drained of energy completely. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar i didnt know i have minor sun burns from the swimming. lol. okay le now. haha. hmm. done with blogging bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5637629022969763936?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5637629022969763936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5637629022969763936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5637629022969763936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5637629022969763936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm_20.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-5005629239199974330</id><published>2008-07-19T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:06:49.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to swim this morning again. i think today was a little cold. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. spend some time of the day doing some work.. hope it helps... somehow after doing it i find it a little useless? but i guess there will be a little help de bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling sleepy... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have a weird feeling suddenly. i dont know how to describe it either. but its just weird. hmm.. raining very heavily now... it will be so nice for a nap.. but its so late le.. haha.. hmm.. okay lar.. nothing much to rant about.. my posts getting shorter and shorter over time anyway. hehes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-5005629239199974330?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5005629239199974330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=5005629239199974330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5005629239199974330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/5005629239199974330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-went-to-swim-this-morning-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-6460348554309293611</id><published>2008-07-18T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:47:24.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was thursday. my sis and i went to play badminton with my godsisters and their friends. haha. before that i got to wait for my sis for an hour plus.. went to the library first. hmm. after that we went to play. played for almost an hour.. play until hand sore ar... haha. it has been long since i played. haha. fun. then went to their house for dinner which is the original plan. haha. playing badminton was an impromptu decision. nice having dinner with them. and to eat my goddad's cooking again. (=&lt;br /&gt;stayed there till quite late bah. haha. had many funny incidents. lol. it made me forgot all about what happened in school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm today had pe lesson.. ran about 20 rounds is it? haha. i dont know. i just thought i heard cher said that.. but i didnt count it anyway. haha. dont really count when i run... tired out after that.. didnt play basketball with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was fine i guess.. haha. lunch wasn't that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collected my new specs. haha. hope i look okay. :D after i came home i think i was super blur. dont know is blur by the specs or what. haha. i saw my sis eating dinner.. then i thought it was very late le. so i went to scoop rice and ate with her. then suddenly i saw the time and it was only 5 plus... it turned out that she was hungry so decided to eat first. end up because i thought it was late so i ate. haha. but just finished it anyway... cannot possibly put aside ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i playing too much? hehes. having fun bah... but must work hard at the same time lor. although fruits of labour sometimes is sour de. yea.. haha. all fruits is not 100% sweet right.. bound to be some that is bu4 zheng1 qi4 de lor.. i guess that is it bah. haha. why am i associating things with food nowadays... o.O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-6460348554309293611?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6460348554309293611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=6460348554309293611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6460348554309293611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/6460348554309293611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-was-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-9076716192218027004</id><published>2008-07-16T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:09:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. lessons were pretty light these few days.. mostly going through prelim papers when there is a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning french in english lessons. haha. something different bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its seven! thats very fast. haha. i know time waits for no man. haha. it just moves day by day... hmm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read my sister's blog and learnt some stuff. first impressions are really very important no doubt people keep saying how important inner self is. the first thing people look out for is partly looks. like the analogy of an apple she gave, you wouldn't see the apple core but only its bright red skin. let me add on to the analogy. if u see an apple with rough skin and a little brown parts, you will reckon it isn't good and will immediately choose another one with smooth red shiny skin rights. haha. okay. thats maybe in the view of good fruit! haha. till perhaps time passes and oxidation and browning take place, maybe then we will realise the core inside... hmm.. pretty thoughtful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of food now, i want to eat yoghurt. its been long since i ate my favourite one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there is nothing much to add on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alright. its okay. everything will be okay in the end. so if it isnt, it isnt the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want the rainbow, you will have to brave the tormenting storms first. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-9076716192218027004?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9076716192218027004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=9076716192218027004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9076716192218027004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/9076716192218027004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm_16.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-8882264250327170081</id><published>2008-07-15T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:56:39.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just saw some of the pictures of class chalet in class blog. haha. i look quite weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. had o level chinese listening today.. awww dont know if it will turn out well.... nevermind... its over.... its quite hard to keep to first instincts.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i realise im bad with options.. dont seem to be able to select one out of four. haha. even for science papers.. haha. but depends i guess.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons resumed because our prelims ended. got back some of the papers.. i guess there is nothing much happening in school le bah. its the usual.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling pretty light hearted now. dont know why. haha. maybe a bit relaxed. lol. slack more likely la.. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the pillow fight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-8882264250327170081?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8882264250327170081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=8882264250327170081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8882264250327170081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/8882264250327170081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-saw-some-of-pictures-of-class.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2847157010162476289</id><published>2008-07-14T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:01:06.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unscheduled holiday today! hmm. woke up at the usual timing though. used to waking up early already i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with amanda and yeesin. this time i wasnt late. punctual. =D haha. we journeyed to jurong east. haha. wanted to go to imm.. we didnt find our way there at first. went to capital mall instead. i think that is the name of that place. anyway we found it nice there and had lunch there. aww.. eating at food court nowadays have become so expensive. haha.. anyway after our meal, which we were supposed to rush in order to catch a shuttle bus to imm. haha. but we talked too much so we decided to walk there.. yeah. by foot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end when we reach imm in about ten minutes, we realised there was nothing much there. as we walk i was getting sleepy. dont know why the tiredness. perhaps i was bored. there was not really anything.. other than daiso! haha. which reminded me of the time when my cousins and i went with my uncle. haha. anyway we didnt went in. but one thing i like there is the hokkaido ice cream! we shared a cup of DARK CHOCOLATE. it was marvelous. haha.. hmm.. nice bah... hope to try other flavours again some time.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about an hour we decided to go back to capital mall.. there seems to be nicer stuff there to see and shop around.. haha. we went into this fashion to try clothes. it was nice. the outfit was in three colours and we each took one and went to change into it. it looked good honestly.. but having no intention to buy, we walked out sadly. haha. okay. maybe only i sad. because it is really nice! haha. nvm bah... at least i got to try.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw more nice shirts and was admiring it. hmm.. then we went to take neoprints.. it was quite some time since i last took. but it was fun.. we chose a machine and it was like haha 3 2 1 snap snap snap.. dont know what la.. and we seriously cant read japanese.. and that scene was funny.. haha. then after much time spent decorating decided to click one of the buttons that kept saying "zhong1 le4" so we clicked that and finally it was printing. because another button was meant to restart decorating.. so they would delete everything you decorate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took at another machine.. it was much better. but we spent too much time posing then we only took 4 shots.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are they... =D i like all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="337" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/CCF07142008_00004.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="444" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/CCF07142008_00003.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="417" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/CCF07142008_00002.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="342" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/CCF07142008_00005.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a bit small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 410px" height="460" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a376/mistydolphin/CCF07142008_00006.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun today.. but tomorrow school starts..back to the marathon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou everyone! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2847157010162476289?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2847157010162476289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2847157010162476289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2847157010162476289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2847157010162476289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/unscheduled-holiday-today-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-74450172141693957</id><published>2008-07-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:14:43.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. went to ahma house just now. was reminiscing about how we started learning swimming. i beginning to feel the urge for the pool again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still remember that during my pri sch years and sec 1 we got to swim with the school. haha. it was at safra and at the yck pool respectively.. fun.. swimming was PE! fun bah... i guess now we only know mostly about studies.. haha. hmm.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the pasar malam for a walk just now. haha. nothing much actually. but there were the usual fun fair rides. still remember when i was young, my sister and i always got on the pirate ship. and we can sit for so many times without feeling bored. haha. but i dont like the escape one. haha. cause its much much bigger and of course more thrilling and scary. hahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm... there is no school tomorrow! =D can sleep in again. can get more rest. haha. but its weird. always during the exam period we miss sleep and keep telling ourselves that we want to sleep a lot after the exams. but when the latter comes, we will do other things instead and sleep is often last on the list still. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xD going off to do some other stuff bah. haha. see... its not sleep! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-74450172141693957?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/74450172141693957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=74450172141693957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/74450172141693957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/74450172141693957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4654825285261440390</id><published>2008-07-13T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T15:16:23.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sunday! one with the bright yellow ball of sun streaming into the windows in my room.. okay. thats so cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. how did i spend the afternoon? aiya who will be interested in my life. no, i should say, i thought most people have their own perspectives already. so why bother knowing rights... oh wells... assuming is sometimes something not very... how to say.... lol. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched care bears. yeah. i know how childish it is. but its cute okay. they love to care and share for everyone. =)) and thats really nice. the moon carebear is always finding a chance to sleep! haha.. a pity the movie could only load halfway.. mm. browsing around sites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched matilda last night also. it was nice. haha. i must be spamming videos.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... aww these past two weeks of studying was fruitful yet it was like two full weeks of mugging. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i was like very high every afternoon... a few things i remember from studying was... doing differentiation for amath. then i wrote.. d/dx (you and me) = ? no solution, undefined. cause you and me cannot be differentiated. lol!.. cant believe i wrote that haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some others were like.. i was at the piano.. playing with it.. then u know the node of ranvier? i said it was to jump from 'note' to 'note'.. lol... silly stuff lar.. just thought of sharing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moon! C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4654825285261440390?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4654825285261440390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4654825285261440390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4654825285261440390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4654825285261440390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-sunday-one-with-bright-yellow-ball.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-4201439840597178359</id><published>2008-07-12T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:45:53.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prelims one are over. it was a long two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after last paper which is physics paper 2, went to swim with amanda. yeah. im back at the pool.. met my ex instructor. haha. hmm. yoo hoo! lol. felt so relaxed the moment i went into the water. refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but after swimming a little tired. i packed my stuff.. actually just stacked them neatly and back to the conditions they were before the prelims. haha. it seems like because of the exams, there are stacks of files and books all over. haha. so tidy everything up. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so comp time... haha. it has been so long since i last touch the computer. felt weird when i was typing on it.. haha anyway, i'm not really a computer addict as compared to TV! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... trying to find a blogskin to change into... so.. yea =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-4201439840597178359?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4201439840597178359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=4201439840597178359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4201439840597178359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/4201439840597178359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/prelims-one-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-2122285265222842172</id><published>2008-07-04T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:21:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one week of exams are over! sometimes felt quite fun to study. i think its the mood. once you concentrate and indulge in it, its nice and not a chore. but when you feel tired and stressful i think it becomes rahs. haha and so the mood changes fast. haha. yea. it wavers... mm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like swimming! &gt;&lt; haha.. i will visit the pool real soon. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought of dropping a post. cause leaving my bdae post hanging there is a little weird. and yar. i dont want mozzies to be laying eggs here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm &lt;em&gt;respect&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22472568-2122285265222842172?l=sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2122285265222842172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22472568&amp;postID=2122285265222842172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2122285265222842172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22472568/posts/default/2122285265222842172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-biscuit.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-week-of-exams-are-over-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>*/- lubbs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300170952013619220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22472568.post-320418661747363588</id><published>2008-06-24T15:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:43:27.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY to ME! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come specially to blog on my birthday. its a joyous occasion? nah.. not a grand event. haha. just a day to commemorate the day i was born! yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i couldnt sleep last night. haha. got kinda high and crazy with my older sister stoning at me from her bed. lol. how ironic this is when the day before i was like tossing and turning and cannot fall asleep. yeah. because yesterday was the first day of school... hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to many who light up my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeesin and darren was early. not forgetting amanda too. haha. and for yeesin and amanda, thank you for your presents! notebook and markers are indeed useful! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were many who made it on time on 00:00 exactly: derek, aaron, xuemei and jun rong. haha. and for aaron, the tag. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were many others too.. melvin, bixuan, daniel, loretta, hongyi, jiayi, elaine, angeline, lixuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im surprised many of them remembered. especially my pri sch pals, juniors and senior. =D thanks loads!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the messages, thank you those who wished me in school.. rebecca, wsn, xinpei... and more.. sorry i cant name all of them. but you know who you are. and i really appreciate it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you....&lt;br /&gt;amanda yeesin wsn keatonn zhiheng daniel derek for the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm did i left anyone out? hope i didnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the moon carebear!! and the ju hua tea. LOL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you those who wish me on msn too.. huiting, dixian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget... THANK YOU 4 ENDURANCE!&lt;br /&gt;for singing me birthday song. and the sUrPrIsE celebration during class chalet. really caught me off guard. and yea. appreciated all! 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