<?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-1740373294463025799</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:49:24.557+08:00</updated><category term='harry potter'/><category term='which is TML..'/><category term='converse shoe'/><category term='happy 14th birthday'/><category term='counting down to common test: 4more days'/><category term='counting down to nationals'/><category term='happy birthday xue wen..'/><category term='concentrate...'/><category term='stressing myself out..'/><category term='ice balls..'/><title type='text'>This is why I'm fat..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>335</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-6795477238848209873</id><published>2009-07-24T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:47:07.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;wow you know what blogger. You suck. I'm soo changing to wordpress. That is when I'm free. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yilin: hah! Not too sure if thats a good thing though. oooooooVooooooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kp: Yup! Future neighbour. - -'' I'm soo gonna get a macbook too alright.&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jaiden: Exactly. Also if we do well for Olvls, he'll be the one getting all the credits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandy: lols. Tell me more bout it. Also, GARAGE BAND IS COOL AND AWESOME. Only noobs cant use it. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really thank those who wished me well for the interview. (No sacarsm. I really appreciate it)&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. "YEA!! I've got a place in CJ. YEA!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right. After so much shit talk bout how much I want to get into JC. I feel like crap now. Because if I were to get into JC I must ensure that I will do well for Alvls. But whats the use of learning subjects instead of taking courses... if you know what I mean. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it all seems that the poly route is so much better. Not that I wanna be a doctor or anything. Even though it was my childhood ambition to be a doctor and cure everyone in 3rd world countries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just for the benifit of you who wanna know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I wanna do smt related to media. Like flimming commercials and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But thats not the point. Looking back at my resolution of 2009 makes me feel even crappier. Gosh, this sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poly, JC? Dilemma...... SUCKS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lil more mundane stuff:&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I've always been late for classes. I was late for 2 math tests, 1 chem srps and 2 geog srp. What is wrong with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi LC was not too bad, so was physics spa. So much for worrying. Hah! But for chem.. I'll just laugh it off. How can ANY FRIGGIN TEACHER be so irresponsible. You tell me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Apart from 3/4 Hini cases in sch and almost half the cohort's getting sick. I think thats pretty much bout what happened in sch this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mock starts next monday. I'm tired. Oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps. Whose good at song writing. Leave a tag, I've got a job for you! Its gonna be the bestest thing ever. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6795477238848209873?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6795477238848209873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6795477238848209873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6795477238848209873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6795477238848209873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-you-know-what-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-6007109580028569519</id><published>2009-07-20T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:25:59.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Omg is there smt wrong with blogger?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just my friggin laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M FRIGGIN CALLED IN FOR AN INTERVIEW BY CJC!! WOOTS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EGGCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sry I had to use that..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One step near to getting in to college!! Awesome!! But for some reason, or mayb intuition... My mom doesnt seem to like the idea of me going into college.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mayb because she just want me to help my dad next time, which is not what I'm friggin aiming for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nevermind!! A lil more on that next time. Because I'm typing in a small lil preview box and its just really "uncomfortable" to look at.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.. I'm really scared of the interview because of my serious brain block problem. This is when I just stone at something/someone for no good reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok just a small post here in a small box. Something like a tweet? Ohkay not really..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways!! People if you love webcam-whoring go get OOVOO because it allows us to have a video conference call up to 6 people. How cool is that?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll reply the tags another time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mocks are coming! Study hard ppl!! Because I will. I've got a college to go to!! Yea! "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6007109580028569519?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6007109580028569519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6007109580028569519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6007109580028569519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6007109580028569519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-is-there-smt-right-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3328658236176332577</id><published>2009-07-17T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:37:11.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think so too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. HOT PINK SHOES!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: - -'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BHB&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARRY POTTER HERE I COME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TMR&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; the last time I went out with the girls. Gosh, every one's so busy. Lets just take a look..&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Olvl&lt;/span&gt; Chinese Listening&lt;br /&gt;SPA&lt;br /&gt;Mocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont. Mocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Olvl&lt;/span&gt; English Oral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;eptember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not to mention tons of class tests in between. Before we know it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; would be here, and it will be over. We would then kiss goodbye with one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, walked home today again(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bishan&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt;). With my future neighbour, Alexis and my CL parnter David =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; going to meet up everyday after Os. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; not everyday.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm really worried bout Chem. Why cause we've got the best teacher in the world man. Skill 3 is next week and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;strong&gt;brief&lt;/strong&gt; us on what is expected let allow giving us practises. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so tired, so sleepy. Everyone please take a good rest and try not to miss sch at this point time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nights!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3328658236176332577?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3328658236176332577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3328658236176332577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3328658236176332577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3328658236176332577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/yilin-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5248846887762248136</id><published>2009-07-12T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:43:57.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kp&lt;/span&gt;: It depends on what topic you're talking about. Proving similar/congruent triangles? Waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Hard hard hard hard hard hard hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-eg3l79KR4U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: I love this song. *Hints hints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm serious its an amazing song.&lt;br /&gt;Please take 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and listen to it. Especially the lyrics. Its absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember telling mom that I'd make her proud one day.&lt;br /&gt;She would smile and knew exactly all the right things to say.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I miss her &amp;amp; can't wait till I get back to the bay.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the common, simple, beautiful ways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/1740373294463025799-5248846887762248136?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5248846887762248136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5248846887762248136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5248846887762248136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5248846887762248136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/kp-it-depends-on-what-topic-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3638168156357043181</id><published>2009-07-08T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:17:04.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sandy: Really? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Yea I hope its me too. Must be the stress and intensity I guess. But yea, sometimes it just so ridiculous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; cool, can PLAYat night ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it true? &lt;strong&gt;Misery and sorrow increase with knowledge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT HACK.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna study and do well for Os.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because I've send in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DSA&lt;/span&gt; application form to CJ. I'm gonna jump lower.. 25 points to 15 points! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A 10 point drop for me is all I'm aiming for. Any lower, it'll be a bonus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Olvl&lt;/span&gt; oral on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;! Please C.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; Li &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; stop acting cool and keep your mouth shut in front of strangers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;ay. Off to study! Officially preparing for the mocks. STARTING TODAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3638168156357043181?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3638168156357043181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3638168156357043181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3638168156357043181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3638168156357043181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/sandy-really-alicia-yea-i-hope-its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7506676333263412060</id><published>2009-07-06T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:00:22.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kp&lt;/span&gt;: Winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandy: So you're saying that Fleming's right toe smells like you? And yea you're brain is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;trippy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;! Looks whose the stalker now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Grylls&lt;/span&gt; is awesome. Cause he's probably the only guy that can make me scream while watching his shows. This man is wild!! When was the last time you've seen someone biting off a snake's head, and eat it raw while its still struggling? Then hanging the rest over your neck so you can snack on it later?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ultimate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really learn a lot from him and he made me have this urge to be stranded on an island. Challenging myself and getting right out of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;comfort&lt;/span&gt; zone and escape to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;civilization&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna join me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh boy, I cant do my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Amath&lt;/span&gt; homework. Did she even went through that topic in class? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; think she did, cause I THINK I was paying attention in class.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see a need to be learning how to prove Geometrical properties. Like seriously man, I think the world needs to slow down and ponder. Why the hack are they putting us through all these when we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even need to know bout them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yeo&lt;/span&gt; told us that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mathematicians&lt;/span&gt; spent all their lives proving and forming equations. While Physicians spent their entire lives putting them into use.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like what the hell is your problem. When you have time go watch that purple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; dinosaur sing and dance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lurh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the ridiculous one is, up till today people are debating who are the ones that should be getting all the credit. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Mathematicians&lt;/span&gt; or Physicians? These people have no life man. Go watch Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Montanna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright I'm pissed right now cause I just had another quarrel with my dad. It seems impossible not to quarrel with him these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it him or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hectic week coming right up! Extra lessons everyday till 5.30! Awesome. Just what I need staying away from the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7506676333263412060?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7506676333263412060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7506676333263412060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7506676333263412060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7506676333263412060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/kp-winter-sandy-so-youre-saying-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2302117958589291193</id><published>2009-07-04T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:30:18.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was crap like seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went for BC hoping soo hard for a different teacher. Well so much for hoping hard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frisbee was really... I donno. Was distracted all the way, my head wasnt in the game at all. It sucks, seriously. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, eariler this morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asked mom if I can go for training.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You got the boots ar?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, my friend told me that Adidas having sales at expo.&lt;br /&gt;Sis: You going to continue playing frisbee in &lt;strong&gt;POLY&lt;/strong&gt; meh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No?&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Then you buy for what?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm going to continue playing in &lt;strong&gt;JC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lols! PWNED! She goes on telling me that at this rate I'm going, I'll be no where near college standard, and even if I manage to scrap through I can only get into the Art stream. Which is what I wanted actually, but she said that it's useless I might as well go to poly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LIKE WHY? I think humanities need a higher level of thinking compared to science, don't you agree? Science are just facts that you need to MEMORISE and understand. Note: I'm emphasizing on memory work. Science and Math teachers will never fail to ask you to memorise formulas and theorems don't they?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, tell me the last time you've heard a Humanities teacher asking to you memorise so you can get an A1. You will fail if you start memorizing for humanities. All because they will never ask you to name all the Doges of Venice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That will be a science question.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is an isotops?[1m]&lt;br /&gt;Whats the differences between Fleming's right toe and Fleming's left toe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats gross, both the questions and the toes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unlike humanities. You think outta the box!&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I were to give you a picture of snow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;strong&gt; Science&lt;/strong&gt; student would say that snow forms when when water evaporates and condenses in to snow. When the humidity is 100% and its cold enough the water droplets will fall down as snow.&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;strong&gt;Art&lt;/strong&gt; student would say that ITS WINTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok thats a stupid example.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I'm being tooo stereotypical. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;But you get what I mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh wells, tuition tmr! Totally looking forward to it. No sacarsm. I need help proofing friggin geometry. &lt;strong&gt;WOOTS~ I LOVE AMATH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2302117958589291193?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2302117958589291193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2302117958589291193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2302117958589291193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2302117958589291193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-crap-like-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5762373120183048662</id><published>2009-07-03T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:14:27.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATS ABEL ON YOUR WIN! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd in Asia!! 1st in Singapore! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woots&lt;/span&gt;! Amazing guy!(Now I can go around tell people that he's my friend! JUST kiddin!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright. Hectic week, considering it to be the first week of sch. Damn it sucks. Just completed 2 tests this week. Ah, whatever. Big deal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the difference now? I could blog almost everyday during the hols, now only once a week? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mayb&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the entire day watching bear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grylls&lt;/span&gt; trying to survive under extreme conditions. Its really interesting because he puts everything into his mouth. He eats maggots alive. Yea, he's THAT gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its amazing how I can blog everyday during the hols. Cause after a week I could not think of any topic to blog about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; coming. Happy? Sad?&lt;br /&gt;Happy because I'll finally get to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kuo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Presbyterian&lt;/span&gt; for good. I've been stuck with this name for 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; years. Its time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be able to complete my 2009 resolution. Spanish class, diving course and get back to piano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sad because we've spent 4years together and we're going to go different ways very soon. Sad because I will miss you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why am I saying all this? There's 4 more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;figgin&lt;/span&gt; months to go. Well, yea before you know it you'll be having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;grandchildren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;, with wrinkles all over your face, hands and boobs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BC resuming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. Die-ed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sry&lt;/span&gt; this post is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; unorganized. I'm just typing whatever that comes to my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nights people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5762373120183048662?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5762373120183048662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5762373120183048662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5762373120183048662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5762373120183048662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/07/congrats-abel-on-your-win-3rd-in-asia.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1008726608191838450</id><published>2009-06-26T13:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:42:07.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh gosh. Micheal Jackson just passed away. I couldn't believe it. Not really a big fan of him, but he's such a great musical inspiration. I do listen to his songs when I was younger, but I just didn't really appreciate his music then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Michael Jackson,"The King of Pop" died after suffering a cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson, 50, collapsed at his rented mansion in the LA neighborhood of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Holmby&lt;/span&gt; Hills and was rushed to hospital by paramedics before being pronounced dead at 2:26 pm (2126 GMT Thursday). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most influential figures in pop history whose four-decade career included the highest-selling album of all-time, "Thriller," Jackson had been preparing for a concert comeback in London next month he had dubbed "the final curtain." '&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; News.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was a great performer, a great singer, a great dancer whom made "The Moon Walk" famous. I really hate how the media portray him as a freak, and alien that can turn from black to white. A child molester, which I really doubt. Its just ridiculous how hypocritical people(media) are, gossipping bout him when he's still alive and now when he's dead they just act like they haven't done anything at all. Its just so horrible.He's a human, and people are turning him into some kinda product.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just sucks. You know why? Cause we are so brainwashed by the media, so quick into believing what they say. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; News reported that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; died. I didn't believe it until I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; and saw the spot lights videos of Micheal.&lt;br /&gt;I admit there are times when I go to some website and I made an immediate judgement of people or things. But I do ask myself if the source of information is reliable especially when you're reading the information of TMZ. Who am I to make judgement of people.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I did make fun of MJ at times. I'm suck a jerk. A hypocitical one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I'm a hypocrite. We all are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The media was cruel to him. Receiving just one bad comment is enough to make my mood bad for the entire day. Can anyone imagine what Micheal is going through? It is 6 x 10^23 times worst than mine and it all started when he was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; 10 years old! Just imagine how hard it is. Damn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one does it like you do.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7MmEMrCRfc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I guess Micheal can really rest in peace now. He will be missed forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was and will always be the King of Pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RIP 1958-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1008726608191838450?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1008726608191838450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1008726608191838450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1008726608191838450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1008726608191838450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8395499315220210157</id><published>2009-06-25T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:28:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been sleeping with my mom for the past couple of days. Nope I'm not a baby, but I do hope to be one though. Anyways, I've been using the ironing board in her room as my desk, which really sucked cause its so narrow. I'm just too lazy to bring my laptop back to my room cause it so darn heavy, Why did I even bought this darn thing in the first place..... Darn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the worst thing is, I'm bloggin. I'm friggin bloggin.... AGAIN. I've been bloggin for the past couple of weeks. Almost everyday! Sometimes 2 posts a day. This is what I call --- no life - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'm pretty excited that school's reopening soon cause I wont be having unproductive days anymore. It also sucks cause every second ticking away is bringing us to the dreadful Olvls. Sign~ We're gonna face the music anyways. Clear it once, clear it well. Yea easier said than done. I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nights suckers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just kiddin~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snaps and cheers!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8395499315220210157?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8395499315220210157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8395499315220210157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8395499315220210157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8395499315220210157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-sleeping-with-my-mom-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1238731108518476632</id><published>2009-06-23T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:05:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Birthday sex is ridiculously addictive. I was singing part of the lyrics and my mom started questioning my morals. lols!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just left with Social Studies. Really dont feel like doin it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really hate watching animal planet now. Or even animal life, animal night, etc. Cause it really hurts me how the animals are slowly disappearing. Animal carcass left behind with their trunks,paw or horns cut off. Why? All for the sake of money. Selling it to the chinese, supposedly for medical purposes. Sign~ This is just so sad. Luckily I wont be still alive when all the animals are gone. Thats something nice, totally. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1238731108518476632?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1238731108518476632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1238731108518476632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1238731108518476632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1238731108518476632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-sex-is-ridiculously-addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1606501313338525339</id><published>2009-06-23T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:10:39.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alright, I've decided to apply for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DSA&lt;/span&gt; no matter what people are saying. Stereotypes against students who apply for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DSA&lt;/span&gt; saying that they are a cheat. Well, screw you then. I've not trained 6 times a week for nth. I wanna make full use of what I have earned, myself. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CJC&lt;/span&gt; it will be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malaysia was a scam. Totally. Its the ugliest waterfall I've ever seen. But then again, I must appreciate it, as nature took thousands and thousands of years, non-stop erosion building it for us humans to pee it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My cousins have actually heard of the band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gazzette&lt;/span&gt; and they love it. I was shocked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got my piano tuned. Not much of a difference I may say. But I'm learning songs by ear now with the help of experiences &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt; guitar. Happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1606501313338525339?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1606501313338525339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1606501313338525339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1606501313338525339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1606501313338525339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/alright-ive-decided-to-apply-for-dsa-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4142997592041250717</id><published>2009-06-19T17:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:46:58.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: Its a pocket-size camcorder. Its M18? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt; you look old enough. =)&lt;p&gt;I've finally bought a new purse today. After wanting to change it for months. Went out to shop at Tangs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BHAM&lt;/span&gt;! A new wallet =) Love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malaysia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so excited! Finally I get to go out, even if it is going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;M'sia&lt;/span&gt;. Contented. Totally bringing my Frisbee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;! Gonna spread the Frisbee craze around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FlipCams&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/Sjt5fi5N_pI/AAAAAAAAA78/NhAF2J_C5bY/s400/Flips.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349002565282299538" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its a total gimmick and the quality's just mediocre. But! Who cares? Its handy and looks designer-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. Most probably gonna get the Flip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;UltraHD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; comparison if you wanna get one too. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;UltraHD&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;MinoHD&lt;/span&gt;. There's the normal Ultra and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mino&lt;/span&gt; ones too. I'm not considering those though.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ultra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;USD&lt;/span&gt;199.99)&lt;br /&gt;-Runs on AA batteries. Good because its cheap, or you can get the re-chargeable ones.  &lt;br /&gt;-2.5hrs of battery life.&lt;br /&gt;-Wide-range stereo microphones.&lt;br /&gt;-Takes up to 120 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of videos.(8GB internal memory)&lt;br /&gt;-2.0" LCD screen.&lt;br /&gt;-Fat,short and heavy. Weighing 6.0oz&lt;br /&gt;-Easy-press buttons.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; television-only connection. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; really matter because most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; now are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Non-customizable. I guess you could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt; it up yourself if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;-The video and audio quality are much better than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;MinoHD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;MinoHD&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;USD&lt;/span&gt;299.99)&lt;br /&gt;-Runs on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;litium&lt;/span&gt;-ion batteries. Its sealed in like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; so you cant have any spares.&lt;br /&gt;-2hrs of battery life. So when it runs outta juice you got to go back to your computer or find a power source to charge it.&lt;br /&gt;-Wide-range microphones.&lt;br /&gt;-Takes up to 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of videos.(4GB internal memory)&lt;br /&gt;-1.5" LCD screen.&lt;br /&gt;-Slim,sexy and light. Weighing 3.3 oz&lt;br /&gt;-Touch-sensitive buttons.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Tv&lt;/span&gt; output.&lt;br /&gt;-It comes free with the design of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;-The video quality is alright, but the sound is not as good as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;UltraHD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, end of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; review. Most probably gonna get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;UltraHD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Mayb&lt;/span&gt; by the time I've saved enough money. A new generation of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;FlipCams&lt;/span&gt; will be out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So, we'll see. It'll be the my first camcorder. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; camcorder. A friggin pocket size HD camcorder! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;WOOTS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. Tell me if you're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; one too. Just curious which will you choose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4142997592041250717?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4142997592041250717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4142997592041250717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4142997592041250717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4142997592041250717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/yilin-its-pocket-size-camcorder.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/Sjt5fi5N_pI/AAAAAAAAA78/NhAF2J_C5bY/s72-c/Flips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-5403703776640427369</id><published>2009-06-18T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:36:10.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sandy, Yilin : Yea, I know. Its NC16. I'm not even 16 yet! You TWO OLD WOMAN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Hah. Its okay. Everyone's so busy. Its either no more or postponed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I was determined to complete all my "leftover" homework today, but ended up jogging with my dog. I have never realized how majestic a German Sherperd is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Wow, its a German Sherperd." I've heard it like 5 times while jogging round the estate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Couldn't help it, I do feel proud to be an owner of a healthy German Sherperd. Hah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna get a Flip cam but I have no idea which one to pick. I want a lil of everything.&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/1740373294463025799-5403703776640427369?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5403703776640427369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5403703776640427369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5403703776640427369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5403703776640427369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/sandy-yilin-yea-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-880238413614634468</id><published>2009-06-16T16:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:10:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've practically spent my holidays at home, playing guitar. Now I have blisters all over my fingers. Great! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So movie marathon anyone? I really wanna watch Ghost Ship. *looks over at Alicia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mayb Knocked out and Superbad too. Saw the trailer online and looks really nice. Mayb final destination too for ppl like kp and jh. Hmm.. leave a tag yea? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off to watch the 40 year old virgin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-880238413614634468?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/880238413614634468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=880238413614634468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/880238413614634468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/880238413614634468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-practically-spent-my-holidays-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8902899793789238530</id><published>2009-06-14T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:05:04.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alicia, Kp: LIZARDS ARE GROSS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kp: I cant be bothered to think of the answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I BECAME SPIDERWOMAN TODAY. It all started when someone unknowingly locked the master bedroom door last night. So mom and dad ended sleeping in sis's room since she went overseas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today morning. I had the chance to climb on the rooftop like some b.worker! I had to walk round the house on a 1 foot wide platform. To the toilet. Climb through the tiny window. Having tons of spectators watching a stunt. And tahdah! I'm in the room and LJ SAVES THE DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8902899793789238530?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8902899793789238530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8902899793789238530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8902899793789238530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8902899793789238530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/alicia-kp-lizards-are-gross-kp-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1012134040314147144</id><published>2009-06-14T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:11:39.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Copied the questions off KP's blog. Enjoy =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;Right knee. Fell down during training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;br /&gt;Paint jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH, OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP?&lt;br /&gt;Drool. Hah ! JUST kidding. I clench my fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;br /&gt;RnB. Acoustic. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?&lt;br /&gt;12 or 3 pm. Or is it 1pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?&lt;br /&gt;People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST FAVORITE POSSESSION(S)?&lt;br /&gt;My fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;164cm "D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Lizards are gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Brown eyes/hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF PROPOSING?&lt;br /&gt;I see  people proposing to me! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Energy drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;br /&gt;Cheese, pepperoni, tomato,olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. FAVORITE COLOR OF ALL TIME?&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH?&lt;br /&gt;Sicko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?&lt;br /&gt;Every gift is meaningful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?&lt;br /&gt;My left thumb is. I'm proud of it "D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?&lt;br /&gt;None actually. But I like channel perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHO IS YOUR FAV FEMALE/MALE ACTOR?&lt;br /&gt;Dominic Monaghan. Love the way he impersonate accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;27. WHAT KIND IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;Dog. 2 of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU STILL FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;br /&gt;Dont know. Might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. TYPE A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED&lt;br /&gt;99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?&lt;br /&gt;Brunettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. FAVORITE QUOTE?&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember. What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. FAVORITE PLACE?&lt;br /&gt;The beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?&lt;br /&gt;I am out of usa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?&lt;br /&gt;Lizards are gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Loads of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FIRST JOB?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee, tea or me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it was stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. DO YOU THINK EVERYONE OUT THERE HAS A SOULMATE?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT?&lt;br /&gt;Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?&lt;br /&gt;How big my eyes are O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES?&lt;br /&gt;Almost had to. For my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. For me to know and for you to find out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT AND THEIR NAMES?&lt;br /&gt;I support Lee Kuan Mee's policy. Stop @ 2.&lt;br /&gt;Havent thought of the names yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;I'm named after China's most amzaing Pagoda holding deity. And that fighter from my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT IS THE BIGGEST TURN OFF OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Looking around like a pervert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU LIKE(D) ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL?&lt;br /&gt;Non-stop remedial lessons =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?&lt;br /&gt;Sham-WOO-HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I bother to write properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;br /&gt;American Spam. Not China ones please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. ANY BAD HABITS?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Cant stop bouncing my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking too much perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! That girl with small eyes is sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. DO YOU AGREE WITH FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. DO LOOKS MATTER?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, lets be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?&lt;br /&gt;Music. Punching walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT THE MOMENT?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get myself to be sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. WHAT'S YOUR MAIN GOAL IN LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Doing what I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?&lt;br /&gt;Limited editions lego. Oh and toy guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.WERE YOU A FAN OF BARNEY AS A LITTLE KID?&lt;br /&gt;NO. HE'S BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you use sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE?&lt;br /&gt;I'll just mix em all together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;The PEELINGS(happyslip?)Awesome to be with =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?&lt;br /&gt;Loads of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. FAVORITE SUPER POWER?&lt;br /&gt;I list a different one everytime I do a quiz. I'll choose flying this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOWS?&lt;br /&gt;LOST. All time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.WHAT'S THE BEST WAY TO DEAL WITH YOUR ENEMIES? &lt;br /&gt;Be their enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?&lt;br /&gt;Cookies n' cream =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES?&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry if I lose my fingers. I dont care bout toes though, they are so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. DO YOU HAVE A COMPUTER IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I have a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. PLANS FOR TONIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO LIVE WHEN YOU ARE OLDER?&lt;br /&gt;Out of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;No? Unless you're suffering from insomia like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?&lt;br /&gt;The drumming of the keyboard and the harmonics of the A/C .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. LAST THING YOU DRANK?&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?I'll think bout it in my spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE?What the...?&lt;/p&gt;82. FAVORITE SEASON OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Autumn probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CANDY?&lt;br /&gt;Ear candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. HAVE YOU EVER REALLY AND TRULY HAD A BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Yup =) Awesome friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Brownish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;I cant see it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. SHOE SIZE?&lt;br /&gt;Size 5. Cute feet. But who cares. Feets are gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?&lt;br /&gt;Subway. Love the toasting smell of bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. FAVORITE RESTAURANT?&lt;br /&gt;Suhi tei? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. WATCH TV TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Everyday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;That day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Love this question. Acoustic/Classical Guitar, Cajon. Working on the Paino and Ukulele. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the diff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. KISSES OR HUGS?&lt;br /&gt;Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?&lt;br /&gt;- -''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. WOULD YOU EVER BE A HOUSEWIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and praying so hard that I will not become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;Frankenstein. LOVE THAT CHARACTER!!! WOOHHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. DESCRIBE YOUR LOVE LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;Like that lor.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for taking the time to know a lil more bout me =) Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snaps and cheers! Goodnight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1012134040314147144?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1012134040314147144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1012134040314147144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1012134040314147144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1012134040314147144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/copied-questions-off-kps-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4491544785420466912</id><published>2009-06-12T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:52:31.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Stop at 5:13&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e9qPYcT7blU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Call me a fighterrr~! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4491544785420466912?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4491544785420466912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4491544785420466912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4491544785420466912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4491544785420466912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-at-513-oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7830944633014148990</id><published>2009-06-12T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:33:39.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just read XiaXue's blog and surprisingly its about lizards too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lols. Thought I'm the only one that hates lizards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lizards hater FTW!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7830944633014148990?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7830944633014148990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7830944633014148990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7830944633014148990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7830944633014148990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo-just-read-xiaxues-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8841732489848896189</id><published>2009-06-11T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:50:54.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;. I almost fainted while doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt;. Not just literally but physically too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;There's&lt;/span&gt; 2 papers. 2 hrs each. After doing non stop for 3.5 hrs my whole vision went blank. Totally white. Cant see anything for bout. Scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So its a perfect excuse for me to stop doing math for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; and come blog. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, since I've spent my entire day at home. Nothing interesting happened apart from me fainting after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; math. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'll stop here now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8841732489848896189?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8841732489848896189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8841732489848896189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8841732489848896189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8841732489848896189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-802300128540838196</id><published>2009-06-10T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:34:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I JUST CRUSHED A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FRIGGIN&lt;/span&gt; LIZARD WITH MY DOOR. Its horrible la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Switched on the AC and closed the door. Suddenly heard a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;squeeshy&lt;/span&gt; sound. Opened the door again Saw blood tickling down. My eyes following the source, and POOF! A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FRIGGIN&lt;/span&gt; SQUASHED LIZARD!! Still stuck on that narrow part of the door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totally screamed. Went like  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt;!!!!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Keep asking Mom to come. Pointed at the lizard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mom: Where? What thing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me: There!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mom: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAIYO&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its damn gross I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even want to take a picture of it and post it up here. I'll get nightmares and all paranoid. Now I feel like all the lizards are going to come back for revenge and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; extremely cautious when I walk now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Asked mom to clear the corpse. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, but there's a stain there. A lizard head stain. With 2 of its feet beside the head. Like the "surrender" position. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shit its damn gross, I'll rather be in a room with 10 cockroaches than in a room with 1 lizard. Why? Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIZARDS ARE GROSS!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-802300128540838196?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/802300128540838196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=802300128540838196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/802300128540838196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/802300128540838196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-i-just-crushed-friggin-lizard-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4811536591638787064</id><published>2009-06-10T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:39:12.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: I can play Pokemon! I'm playing it everyday, singing to my dog! I'm still figuring out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mulan&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Shouldn't have read what? My post? WHY?! All my posts are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute and adorable!&lt;br /&gt;Its the kind of dream when you regretted waking up. Its like watching your favourite movie and your dad just had to pull the plug out of the socket. I tried sleeping again immediately, but I cant seem to get back to the same dream. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kp&lt;/span&gt;: Yea, I guess I did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Godfrey&amp;amp;Jenn: HEY!! Gosh. Miss you guys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pokemons&lt;/span&gt; are cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS!&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite surprised that so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; have no idea what the hell twitter is. Its like the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt; or blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fyi&lt;/span&gt; twitter is just a website where you send &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; to tell everyone what you're doing,thinking,feel like doing. Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; obsessed over it and sends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;-es every few seconds. Some poses as an animal, and twit about their life with the perspective of an animal.&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;. There's this guy posing as a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; guess I'm clean now. Oh wait, I missed a spot. Lick lick lick lick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What... the... hell...?? He has about half a million followers- -!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a really cute song bout it. Not him, but the whole system.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbjzrV02pak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;TODAY is the start of the holidays! Mountains of holiday homework to complete! So glad I've finished all 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; sets of E.math paper. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4811536591638787064?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4811536591638787064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4811536591638787064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4811536591638787064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4811536591638787064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/yilin-i-can-play-pokemon-im-playing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3182022461345623183</id><published>2009-06-07T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:00:11.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; 2 parts to this post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PART I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm currently addicted to theme song. ESP the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pokemon&lt;/span&gt; theme song.&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon! Gotta catch em' all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, the Disney show-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mulan&lt;/span&gt; theme song.&lt;br /&gt;D        C/E&lt;br /&gt;(Be a man) &lt;br /&gt;                      D/F#&lt;br /&gt;We must be swift as &lt;br /&gt;                        G                        &lt;br /&gt;the coursing river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore the letters above. They are guitar chords. So moving on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PART 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone knows why Civil War Soldiers wears a mask?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dreamt about them last night, a civil war was going on. Its a really random dream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so yea, there was this war &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; on and I was in a soldier car. A red one. We drove past our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sch's&lt;/span&gt; basketball court. The Girl Guides was kneeling down praying for everyone, The GB Girls were salute as the soldiers march pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of a sudden, I was in an alley with Evangeline Lilly or Kate from LOST. She saved me from a robber and brought me back to a female CW Soldier. That wore a hat and had curly hair like Micheal Jackson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And... I woke up. =) So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Melissa's&lt;/span&gt; not the only one that dreams bout weird dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;weirdiest&lt;/span&gt; thing was, I dreamt bout that last night, or this morning. Just now when I was watching night at the museum. There were those civil war soldiers fighting. I'm like what?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I had no idea that those were civil war soldiers, until I went to Wiki them out. So its er.. kinda creepy. Yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You just wasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Xmin&lt;/span&gt; of your life reading bout my dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nights everyone. And SWEET DREAMS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3182022461345623183?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3182022461345623183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3182022461345623183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3182022461345623183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3182022461345623183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-theres-2-parts-to-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2866289589084444271</id><published>2009-06-05T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:20:47.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Looking for boots. Anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soccer books &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;. Nope I'm not going to play soccer, as some of you might be asking. I'm going play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt;, in the field &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why I need boots so I wont start falling down every 2 steps I take. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Text me if you have any, my feet size is bout 5 =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thx&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2866289589084444271?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2866289589084444271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2866289589084444271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2866289589084444271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2866289589084444271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/looking-for-boots.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3587954985129041357</id><published>2009-06-03T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:59:27.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Stacia!! Yea I know again =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; post coming right up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not continue reading if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to waste precious minutes of your life on my post.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I woke up with a tear track on my face, and forgot what I dreamt about. It must have been about something I've failed. Because I'm usually strong and I usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took bus home from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt; interchange today. On my journey home, I saw a maid. She was running and waving an umbrella wildly. &lt;em&gt;Running for the bus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt;e?&lt;/em&gt; I thought to myself. As my bus move, I saw this girl waving for the maid to come. When the maid was at her side, panting. She opened up the umbrella and carried the girl's bag. &lt;em&gt;Damn you, spoilt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is exactly wrong with young teens this days. If she her maid could run all the way to the bus stop for her. Why cant she just walk home herself?  &lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to get a hold of myself. I cant even explain what goes on around me. When I'm on the bus, looking out of the window, a million things just flash through my head. My mistakes, failures, things that I usually refuse to think about. I know that I've learnt from all my mistakes, &lt;em&gt;did I?&lt;/em&gt; But its too late to change and now its time to walk away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tried, trying so hard to be what I'm used to be. Trying to do all I can, not to take things for granted. Sometimes I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand why I thought I had all the time in the world to see you for a while.. &lt;em&gt;just for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; while. &lt;/em&gt;Too caught up in my own life I guess, didn't see the pain you hid with your faint smile. When its right in front of our eyes now, we'll just think that it'll be there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish I could turn back the hands of time and find out what went wrong. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; this is meant to be. Its so hard for me to say, but goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3587954985129041357?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3587954985129041357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3587954985129041357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3587954985129041357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3587954985129041357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-stacia-yea-i-know-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7144182641012312872</id><published>2009-06-02T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:40:48.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY STACIA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just a couple more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and you're 16! OLD! Stay cool and happy yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had a thousand things to talk about bout but it just seems that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;STM&lt;/span&gt; is getting worst each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes when you're on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;, bus, walking home late at night. You tend to think about something that memorable, printed in you. Be it something crazy,retarded,happy,sad,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. So I was walking home yesterday and remembered the time when I watched Phantom Of The Opera 3 times in a row with Godfrey and Jenn trying so hard to memorise the lines and trying even harder to sing the songs. Sandy said that I'm mad, BUT! It was great fun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Slept on the couch this afternoon, 4 to 8 "D and my body's aching now, and what made me fall to sleep? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; guess its The Big Q on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Okto&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even know if I spelled it right. They were talking bout earth worms and unknowingly I just fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; boring. I'm trying to play the piano now. Learnt Numb by Linking Park, the intro by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt; and the rest by ear, and Right Here Waiting by ear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not bad eh? Just have to improve on my fingering, cause guitar only trains the flexibility of the 4 fingers of the left hand and thumb+3fingers of the right hand, and piano trains all. So I need to work on my thumb and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alright this is worst, like you care if I could play the piano or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;stacia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7144182641012312872?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7144182641012312872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7144182641012312872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7144182641012312872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7144182641012312872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-stacia-just-couple-more.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5756974402307109846</id><published>2009-06-02T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:30:49.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaiden&lt;/span&gt;: Yup I'm aiming for at least a B3 too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yeelin&lt;/span&gt;: See! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; you know you know?! The video of that retarded guy singing that I posted on the previous post. I totally changed my impression/mindset/whatever of him when I saw this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LTZdZDEjTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright so I heard from Jenn that New moon's gonna be showing soon. And I totally laughed my butt hole out. Like what the hell? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Isnt&lt;/span&gt; it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; too fast? Harry Potter's taking 2 years for every movie its making out of the series. OK whatever, I'm gonna watch it anyway. Cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jabob&lt;/span&gt; Black appears more than Edward Cullen in New Moon.... according to the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5756974402307109846?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5756974402307109846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5756974402307109846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5756974402307109846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5756974402307109846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/06/jaiden-yup-im-aiming-for-at-least-b3.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1789172397421952812</id><published>2009-05-31T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:14:23.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;TMR'S THE BIG DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as all the teachers would say: Do it well, clear it once and for all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope I dont screw up this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I just had to show you guys this. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spastic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uiH4BFTELME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Catchy isnt it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snaps and Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1789172397421952812?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1789172397421952812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1789172397421952812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1789172397421952812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1789172397421952812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/tmrs-big-day-just-as-all-teachers-would.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8407576462749718624</id><published>2009-05-29T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:45:30.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Yea..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Circle line is finally open!! Its take only 5 mins to get back now. Awesome! So much time saved.&lt;br /&gt;Neo is mad as usual. She's making everyone hate chinese even more. Just dont think thats that way to show that her standard is high. I'm deproving with every new setS of worksheet she's giving us! Darn. I need a rest, and I did, slept in class today hee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got back to Frisbee today. Been weeks since I last played a match, well its fun =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok Olvls Chinese in 3 days. Hah. All the best guys! I'm sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8407576462749718624?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8407576462749718624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8407576462749718624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8407576462749718624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8407576462749718624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/alicia-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1944648483912045231</id><published>2009-05-27T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:49:31.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geraint&lt;/span&gt;: HOT?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaiden&lt;/span&gt;: Yea I think I did. Well lesson learnt. Have to look ahead, the last SPA.. which.. is also the most difficult one. - -''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea..&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to hate things I'm not suppose to. I'm gonna screw up someday if I continue. Awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Alicia! Think I'm getting sick too, massive headache,sore throat and a stuffy nose once in a while. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Every one's&lt;/span&gt; sick! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; cool.. NOT! Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;!! Oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1944648483912045231?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1944648483912045231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1944648483912045231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1944648483912045231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1944648483912045231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/geraint-hot-lols-i-dont-think-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8851500963172137378</id><published>2009-05-26T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:54:48.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaiden&lt;/span&gt;: Well what can you expect? They ARE SINGAPOREANS, but Sonia looks kind mixed though.&lt;br /&gt;Yea the SPA was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; easy that I screwed it up.&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kp&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yea. I screwed my SPA. Its the easiest exam ever and I just had to screw it up. Darn. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; confident until I realized my mistakes. Darn Darn Darn! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; mock exams &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; next week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm kinda irritating these few days. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sry&lt;/span&gt; to those that I've offended or irritated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt; sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8851500963172137378?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8851500963172137378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8851500963172137378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8851500963172137378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8851500963172137378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/jaiden-well-what-can-you-expect-they.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8463647395256409440</id><published>2009-05-24T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:32:33.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alicia: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;, lets watch it together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kp&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaiden&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;! Its damn funny! Some even screamed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; I only watched the first 10 minutes of the show, which is when every one's body got cut into half. Joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geraint&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, no problem! My eyes aren't that small you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright so I didn't expect so much people to know about the show "Ghost Ship". Seriously lets watch it during the hols man! I need a good laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I totally forgot bout SPA until today. Was supposed to be cycling but was cancelled in the end, but its okay because I need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;studyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strange to say I actually find displacement interesting, but that's not gonna make me take Science IF I get in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; or COLLEGE right Jenn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kp&lt;/span&gt;. - -''&lt;br /&gt;Seriously like why cant MOE just name it college in Singapore its sounds way much cooler than JUNIOR collage. Darn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever ate something that taste so disgusting that you feel like gagging after you eat it, but you cant help craving for &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; more? I was just eating some Vinegar-Flavoured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Atas&lt;/span&gt; potato chip this afternoon and I also puked after eating the first slice, but I cant help but to put more in to my mouth. Like what the hell. Now my room reeks of Vinegar, yuck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last episode of S-Factor today, I think. Seems like a totally bitchy episode, I like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8463647395256409440?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8463647395256409440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8463647395256409440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8463647395256409440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8463647395256409440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/alicia-lols-lets-watch-it-together-kp.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3435679800324505509</id><published>2009-05-23T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:13:43.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Didnt went to sentosa cause of bc. Which was pretty alright today, watched movie again. Its call "Ghost Ship", supposed to be a gore and horror movie. The movie started with a Disney song play, like all the 7 Princess were on board, and when the gory part came I was laughing my ass out and the teacher gave me that what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you face. - -''  We should watch the full movie next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have nth to blog about, and its kinda bored since common test is over. Yea weird. Stayed back for chinese yesterday and as usual Sandy "porned" xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So while going home, Alicia had some really serious issues. She cant stop laughing bout the "worth" thing. lols. Its been ages since I had such a good laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3435679800324505509?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3435679800324505509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3435679800324505509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3435679800324505509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3435679800324505509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/didnt-went-to-sentosa-cause-of-bc.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1283416701627290110</id><published>2009-05-22T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:02:33.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GERAINT&lt;/span&gt;~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HOPE I DIDN'T SPELL YOUR NAME WRONGLY. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAVENT&lt;/span&gt; DONE THAT IN A WHILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh I'm exhausted. So sleepy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the results are back, and I'm disappointed. Well lesson learnt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; to study just the weekend before the exams starts. Not that I didn't know, more like I didn't bother to study. But nevertheless I did study hard just not hard enough. Just thank god its not the Os, I'd have no where to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm actually happy that I got a B3 for Chem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, the paper was tough but I did study hard for it. I even made a song out of it just to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; everything. Thank god for music. Social Studies was a surprise too, I've never been doing well in SS even with Miss Foo teaching cause I hardly listen in class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why. But once I thought Geog was gone it was like a slap for me to wake up and start feeding myself with all the facts.&lt;br /&gt;However I was wrong though, my Geog was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall didn't do well for this common, and its a wake up call for me and to everyone taking their Os. Because scoring just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; enough, went out for dinner just now and my aunt's daughter scored straight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bs&lt;/span&gt; for her As, however 3 university- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;NTU&lt;/span&gt;,NUS,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SMU&lt;/span&gt;- rejected her. I was like, What The... But the course she choose-business- was pretty "hot" so yea no doubt its difficult getting in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it seems that my forensic dream is getting further and further away from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still deciding bout the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DSA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. So if I really did apply for it and passed, what stream would I choose. Science? Arts?&lt;br /&gt;I'll choose Arts because it sounds cooler, unlike Science. Yuck, GEEKY. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kiddin&lt;/span&gt;. I think I'll really choose Arts since science is dead. You cant argue with facts that are set by crazy-hairdo-scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Earth has a Gravity pull.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because the apple said so.&lt;br /&gt;Why does water have a higher heat capacity?&lt;br /&gt;The same reason why people cant pronounce my name properly on their first try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; a stupid example. But you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;See life sucks. No one's tagging my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda irritated now. But I guess no one really cares because no one's tagging(hint hint!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace, Love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1283416701627290110?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1283416701627290110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1283416701627290110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1283416701627290110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1283416701627290110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-16-th-birthday-geraint-hope-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-253153448850347939</id><published>2009-05-19T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:43:45.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;THIS IS WHY I'M FAT,THIS IS WHY I'M FAT, THIS IS WHY THIS IS WHY THIS IS WHY I'M FAT~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Addictive hah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn I hate kids, especially those that cant shut their mouth up while people are still taking their exams. Is there a need to scream at everything you see, screw you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But since its the end of common test i shall not go any further. Some says it just feel like any normal day. Some says alright now common test is over time to studying for chinese Os. While majority might say gosh! Its finally over!! Play time till the papers are back. BUT! Lijing says doom day is near since almost half the cohort failed physics. Hah! The subject I have the most confidence in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some might say, you have Chin Pei Chin. Well you know, big deal. Her tests are so easy its impossible to even fail, and we will have the mindset that omg I got an A1 for the class test its gonna be okay during exams. But guess what, when it comes to exam hah! Good game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok shut up bout the exams. I'm happy now cause I'm talking to June and Renee. Its been a while since we've done that =) Happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Out with the girls tmr! A break from all the studying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh btw,yesterday night while I was clearing my dog's dung I kicked my toe against the fence that separates the dog area and the laundry area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a chain reaction. I first became numb, then my mouth did an O shape and then I spasmed with pain. Lols joke, imagine spasm with pain. My dog that:" What the hell is your problem " look. So I snapped at him, "Thanks to your shit man!" and he banged his block-like head against me. Sometimes I really think that he do understands what I say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I when in the house realizing that my toe was bleeding. So I lifted my feet to the waist high basin and rinse it with water xD&lt;br /&gt;Told mom that I accidentally kicked against the fence, and gosh she had the biggest reaction ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: I accidentally kicked my toe against the fence while clearing Tommy's shit&lt;br /&gt;mom: Huh~ See la own a dog some more. Anything serious?&lt;br /&gt;me: Nah, its just bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;mom: *Zomgoodness!! Oo!!! 6 times 10 to the power of 23 moles of exclaimation marks!* HUH!!! AIYO!! FASTER GO WASH! AIYO WHY LIKE THAT! HAI. SEE LA OWN A DOG SOMEMORE. FASTER GO CLEAN THE WOUND WITH ANTISEPTIC!!&lt;br /&gt;me: mom, its just a cut.&lt;br /&gt;mom: -laughs-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lols! joke. Love my mom. =) alright nights guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1740373294463025799-253153448850347939?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/253153448850347939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=253153448850347939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/253153448850347939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/253153448850347939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-why-im-fatthis-is-why-im-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-926900904973240595</id><published>2009-05-17T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:24:30.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Gosh I love Amaths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-926900904973240595?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/926900904973240595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=926900904973240595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/926900904973240595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/926900904973240595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/gosh-i-love-amaths.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1643706890821343381</id><published>2009-05-15T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:52:51.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Greyy&lt;/span&gt;: Thinking*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Cockroaches gets me outta poverty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce: Cause you're Joyce! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahha&lt;/span&gt;! Yea its difficult especially when its just beside, calling out for me to just push the button.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaiden&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;!! Those are the last kind of songs I would ever listen to. Theatre of Tragedy?! Sounds sadistic.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Omgosh&lt;/span&gt; cant stop laughing when I read all your reactions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright since everyone have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;issues&lt;/span&gt; against me listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*DISCLAIMER*&lt;br /&gt;THE CLIMB IS THE ONLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;MILEY&lt;/span&gt; CYRUS' SONG I LISTEN TO. NO OTHER. NOPE DEFINITELY NOT 7 THINGS. NEITHER AM I OBSESSED OVER HANNAH MONTANA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I will emphasize again, it will be the only song from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; that I will listen to because its a nice song. Honestly, go listen to it. I'd be laughing at you if you get addicted too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are other nice songs that I've just recently discovered.&lt;br /&gt;Lady &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;GaGa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Pokerface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Elbert Ft. G.love-All Is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Nsync&lt;/span&gt;- I Thought She Knew (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; Rafael and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;AHMIR&lt;/span&gt; 's rendition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And other older ones that I just fell in love with which includes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Slim-So Fly(Gabe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Bondoc's&lt;/span&gt; rendition)&lt;br /&gt;Katy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Pery&lt;/span&gt;-Thinking Of You&lt;br /&gt;Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;-Cry Me A River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;-Halo&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer-Gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See!!! Its not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; judge me! I'm not some Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Montanna&lt;/span&gt;-obsessed-kid okay!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Climb is the perfect song to listen to during this common test period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alright enough with this Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Montanna&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus crap lets move on to X-men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I didn't realize that "X-men" meant 10 in roman numeral. I mean I know but I didn't realize that it actually represents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt; in the "X" in X-men. Did I lose you some where? Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really care and I doubt you do either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So the movie when such an anti-climax. EXPECTED SO MUCH MORE. How can a mutant with the combine power of say 10 over mutants just die from a slash from wolverine? And whats more they turned a handsome mutant into some Saw-look-alike guy. So gross, they even had a close up on him for about 5 secs. Yucks. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not a show I would recommend or watch again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. Add.math,Chinese,Geog and listening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;compre&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; are the only papers I'm or most of us are left with. Good luck and all the best guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1643706890821343381?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1643706890821343381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1643706890821343381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1643706890821343381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1643706890821343381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/greyy-thinking-alicia-cockroaches-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2314271897287073967</id><published>2009-05-14T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:47:50.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fiona: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;! Chameleon - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandy: Aye! I'm not some cockroach girl or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt; know! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; be mad, I'm scared of them too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: Yea, bet you missed my blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been to your blog for a long time too. Yea lets go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jammin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ZOMGOODNESS&lt;/span&gt;, CHEM +PHYSICS+HISTORY= GONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; the hell I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even care bout History but I studied darn hard for Chem and Physic! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;! Butt-holes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways I've successful pulled myself away from the laptop for 3 days. Not too bad. But I feel like I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;laggin&lt;/span&gt; behind in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cyber&lt;/span&gt; world though its just 3 days. Look at what technology have done to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The physics paper just sucked. 5 lines of answer for just 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; mark, selfish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; not gonna talk bout it anymore. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; Rafael is just so lucky to know so many musically inclined people like himself. Here's another video a collaboration with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ahmir&lt;/span&gt;. It sent chills down my spine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I listen to it. Enjoy and get yourself addicted to it =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh btw I'm addicted to The Climb by Miley Cyrus. Yea What the Hell, Miley?! But hey its an amazing song with a powerful msg =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gJcmNBHwNMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace, Love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2314271897287073967?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2314271897287073967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2314271897287073967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2314271897287073967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2314271897287073967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/fiona-lols-chameleon-sandy-aye-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1545605736986083650</id><published>2009-05-07T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:50:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Omg I earned 2 bucks from sis by catching a cockroach in the living room! Hah!  She said she'd give me 5 if I caught it on the 1st attempt. Its like huge and my mom scolded me for letting it run away. Come on la~ I'm scared okay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok enough said, tmr is the start of common test one and it doesnt feel nothing at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1545605736986083650?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1545605736986083650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1545605736986083650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1545605736986083650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1545605736986083650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-earned-2-bucks-from-sis-by.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5630123971892981547</id><published>2009-05-06T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:08:45.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Time is passing exceptionally slow today. Amath is just unbearable I'm just compying blindly from the board. Physics is a bomb too, just think about geog, with say 25 chapters on its own alr. I'm only gonna 5 out of the 25. Smart people does that =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should be completing my chemistry and Amath asap. So that I'll be free on thurs since theres nth to study for on fri. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent posted photos for a long time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFdVRkvj0I/AAAAAAAAA70/QOQvWTse4bY/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFdVRkvj0I/AAAAAAAAA70/QOQvWTse4bY/s400/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332646053859528514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy wanted me to change her contact pic to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFdVKh6WII/AAAAAAAAA7s/aJcQBMdjcfA/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFdVKh6WII/AAAAAAAAA7s/aJcQBMdjcfA/s400/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332646051968604290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just compare the difference in color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcoOXkBdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/uUW6eZj1Do8/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcoOXkBdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/uUW6eZj1Do8/s400/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332645279904826834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference yet? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcn1g_4iI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Rs8iTTuU4nk/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcn1g_4iI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Rs8iTTuU4nk/s400/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332645273233515042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this one out then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcnwV-kII/AAAAAAAAA7U/9IB9feHTkAE/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcnwV-kII/AAAAAAAAA7U/9IB9feHTkAE/s400/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332645271845113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was before the burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcnkqV6OI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nAGCk3Pxkgk/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcnkqV6OI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nAGCk3Pxkgk/s400/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332645268709304546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcnRfQDDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fxbRcZqM_Q8/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFcnRfQDDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fxbRcZqM_Q8/s400/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332645263562509362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nguyen!! Hah! Obsessed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My skin on my nose is peeling, no more potato. The color is uneven now, sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps. Having scary glares from black faces is just..... scary. A simple sorry wont work on them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5630123971892981547?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5630123971892981547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5630123971892981547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5630123971892981547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5630123971892981547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-is-passing-exceptionally-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SgFdVRkvj0I/AAAAAAAAA70/QOQvWTse4bY/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-8639534075409669249</id><published>2009-05-05T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:43:03.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suppose to be doing my work now. I've got 2 stacks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amath&lt;/span&gt;/physics worksheet to do. Sucked! Oh and SPA sucked too. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet's&lt;/span&gt; off again. I'm just gonna copy and paste everything later/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KP's&lt;/span&gt; blog and it looks fun. Yea I know I'm slow. And I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really have to change some of the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Alicia&lt;br /&gt;1) do you love this person? Totally!&lt;br /&gt;2) is this person your enemy? Nope&lt;br /&gt;3) best thing about this person? The cause of SWINE FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Benjamin Lee&lt;br /&gt;1) what do you really think of this person? Nonsense?&lt;br /&gt;2) what’s their favorite color? I have no idea..&lt;br /&gt;3) ever danced with them? Them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;1) do you have a crush on this person? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! no.&lt;br /&gt;2) did this person have a crush on you? Yea she crush me all the time with her big ass hugs.&lt;br /&gt;3) how old are they? No they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Desmond&lt;br /&gt;1) how long have you known him/her? since I started playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) biggest regret? knowing him = =" JOKING&lt;br /&gt;3) do you hate this person? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Evin&lt;br /&gt;1) have you met their parents? all the time&lt;br /&gt;2) worst thing about this person? I have to look up in order to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;3) would you kiss this person? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Fiona &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) have you ever dated this person? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;2) when is the next time you will see him/her? No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ideo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) do you go to school with them? same school, same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Godfrey&lt;br /&gt;1) are they a good listener? totally =)&lt;br /&gt;2) have you ever lied to this person? Yea obviously.&lt;br /&gt;3) is this person funny? Retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) what grade are they in? sec 4&lt;br /&gt;2) is he/she your best friend? er..&lt;br /&gt;3) ever done something illegal with this person? drinking under 18?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;1)what is this persons favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;2) how did you meet this person?&lt;br /&gt;3) do you trust them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;1) do they have any siblings? one brother&lt;br /&gt;2) do you know their favorite song? anything that comes out of so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hee's&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wondergirls&lt;/span&gt;) mouth&lt;br /&gt;3) what would you do if they confessed they liked you? O.O!! OH-EM-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;GEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Karpark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) how old were you when you first met? 12?&lt;br /&gt;2) whats his/hers pets name? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;missy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) ever danced with this person? hell no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. Li &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) what would you do if you had never met this person? I wont know if i never meed this person right?&lt;br /&gt;2) do you like him/her as a friend? OF COURSE SHE"S THE CUTEST GIRL EVER!&lt;br /&gt;3) would you go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt; world with this person? YUP! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OVE&lt;/span&gt; DISNEY! YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Melissa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Zeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) is this person older than you? totally not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) is this person single? single digit in height?&lt;br /&gt;3) how many times do you talk to them in a week? i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; counted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Nat lee&lt;br /&gt;1) is this person your boyfriend/girlfriend? friend&lt;br /&gt;2) have you seen this person cry? i think so.&lt;br /&gt;3) do you know this person’s middle name? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nata&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; coco.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;kiddin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Pee!&lt;br /&gt;1) have you been to the mall with this person? nope&lt;br /&gt;2) how about a sleepover with them? HELL NO, I'LL BE SOAKED!&lt;br /&gt;3) does this person have a job? he works its way down the sewage a couple of times a day.. hardworking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Rambutan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) have you heard this person sing? RAM-BU-RAM-BU-RAM-BU-TAN! she's kinda from a tribe.. yea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; explains&lt;br /&gt;2) do you think this person will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;repost&lt;/span&gt; this? the answer is obvious&lt;br /&gt;3) when does this person look best? when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; shave.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt; Fang/sandy&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person taller than you? NOPE!&lt;br /&gt;2) do you enjoy spending time with him/her? Hell yea!&lt;br /&gt;3) do they live close to you? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. Tomato&lt;br /&gt;1) would you do anything for him/her? I'll dress her on thousand island&lt;br /&gt;2) do you consider him/her a best friend? yea.. love her.&lt;br /&gt;3) have you met any of his/her family? not sure but i met cucumber her different-race-cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Victoria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;/A&lt;br /&gt;1) do they have a crush on you? Hope not.&lt;br /&gt;2) would you hug this person? My arms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; that long.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;KIDDIN&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;3) is this person your friend? YUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W. Wei ting&lt;br /&gt;1) is this person loud or quiet? no idea..&lt;br /&gt;2) describe this person? er..&lt;br /&gt;3) what color eyes does this person have? black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Xuewen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) are you related? friend&lt;br /&gt;2) could you live with this person? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; tried&lt;br /&gt;3) what school do they go to? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;kcpss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) does this person drink alcohol? i think so.. shandy?&lt;br /&gt;2) have you seen this person dance? all the time. &lt;br /&gt;3) who do they "like"? that person over there! look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit, after doing this test I'm starting to suspect if I have ADD. OK I REALLY NEED TO STUDY NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been transferred into omg-you're-damn-friggin-black category now. Sucked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8639534075409669249?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8639534075409669249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8639534075409669249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8639534075409669249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8639534075409669249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/suppose-to-be-doing-my-work-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3010031727902966918</id><published>2009-05-03T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:31:49.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Joyce: Yea but so sad. She's out now. No more laughing at her.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;laptop's&lt;/span&gt; back! Yea!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm burnt! Like totally got hell from my mom. She claimed that she cant see me coming home at night anymore. She's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; racist!! &lt;br /&gt;She went like: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aiyo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;zhe&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hei&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haiyo&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, there you go. My mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;good news&lt;/span&gt; was we got second for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; league! Got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;thirsty&lt;/span&gt; water bottle. But hey! Its the experience that counts, Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Chng&lt;/span&gt; and Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; was there to support us and she approved Ultimate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; hooray for that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Attempted to have a quick shower when I got home yesterday, but had some difficulties foaming my face and it still is. After a long-ass bathe, had a long-ass sleep after a long-ass day. Oh and I have to go out with a cap on, to avoid stares from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;, nope I'm not some super star.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I finished the E.maths revision paper, half the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt; revision paper, attempt studying of chemistry today. CALL ME HARDWORKING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;DAWG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.. But chemistry turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; be X-men and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Sfactor&lt;/span&gt;. Nevertheless I TRIED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright off to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt;. Heard from Godfrey that Jenn's sick, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; hope that its not that stupid pig ass flu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rest well people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nights! "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3010031727902966918?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3010031727902966918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3010031727902966918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3010031727902966918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3010031727902966918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/joyce-yea-but-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5380551921995188732</id><published>2009-05-01T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:49:27.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kp&lt;/span&gt;: It makes me one of who?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yeelin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Alicia: Cause I feel like it?!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie!!: Whoa! First time tagging my blog.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yeelin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Sophie: I"M NOT SUSAN! What kind of name is that?! No offence to all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Susans&lt;/span&gt; reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;! You watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sfactor&lt;/span&gt; too?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! She's a joke man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona My Junior: Why? Cause I'm too cute to be wearing no. 1? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Earthlings. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;laptop's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm not repairing it until the end of common test. Which means I have one less distractions =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DISCtrations&lt;/span&gt;, it was the Teen Games today! Fun.Hot.Tiring. I'm like all tanned and burnt now. Oh and we're qualified for the match &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. Unexpected. Gonna give my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm gonna mug my weekends away! Pls motivation come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really have anything to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like the video I posted previously on the blog you'll like this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--WYPvos1VU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--WYPvos1VU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="320" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5380551921995188732?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5380551921995188732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5380551921995188732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5380551921995188732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5380551921995188732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/05/kp-it-makes-me-one-of-who-yeelin-alicia.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4328177171850655221</id><published>2009-04-28T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:08:28.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kp, alicia: Why? The criteria is only getting L1R5 20 and below. The interview is like pointless according to my seniors, because almost everyone can pass the interview, and and once I pass the interview my place is confirmed. What matters is how well are you performing for your cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not that concern about having an interview because I'll need to have one or ten or ten thousand interviews sooner or later. My major concern is having to get L1R5 and below and shooting for another 2 years. So yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandy: All my posts are here! lols, and I want to accumulate more posts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a foot long cheesecake right beside me and 6 inches of it is gone. I'm getting fat and lazy. Physics tes on thurs! Hooray! Cause I havent studied a bit at all, cant study tmr ause theres training. Gosh cant believe that common test is just bout a week away. I havent touched the revision worksheet at all until yesterday night and I spent 1 hour doing 5 questions. A big WOW for me. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright I shall just declare right here that my name's not Susan.&lt;br /&gt;And whats wrong with me wearing No.1 tee?&lt;br /&gt;Million dollar question of the day: "Eh? Why are you wearing No.1 tee?" ok fine nvm.. irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris is out like TEE-riously..&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/1740373294463025799-4328177171850655221?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4328177171850655221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4328177171850655221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4328177171850655221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4328177171850655221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/kp-alicia-why-criteria-is-only-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-6508819587132415411</id><published>2009-04-26T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:11:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tags!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omgosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaiden&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; nope she didn't call any of my parents. Or in fact i think ANY OF OUR PARENTS =) Nonsense. She think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sthat&lt;/span&gt; we're still in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; sch - -'' screw miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;neo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacia: Yea man! I LOVE her!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt; wow - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Yes you're such a geek! Anyways I'm determined to hand up all my overdue assignments next week =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh its spelled as hiatus? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;!! Always thought its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hantus&lt;/span&gt; and other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; misspelled it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; yea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; always a trend among teachers. Like locking us out of the classrooms and calling our parents. Nonsense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; back! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Havent&lt;/span&gt; blogged for a week. It seems to be a habit to keep you guys updated bout what and how I'm doing. Not like you care but it just became a habit even since having a blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyways HAPPY BIRTHDAY SANDY!(belated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;) hope you like your presents! We burnt ourselves countless times know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I clicked on the "new post" button a list of things went through my mind. The first thing was to talk about my phone. It blackout a couple of times today and I thought something was broken then. So I wanted to post "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; my phone is broken, think I need a new one!"&lt;br /&gt;So when I restart-ed my phone I was like Hey! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Wth&lt;/span&gt;! The battery bar's empty! - -''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; lame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright as what I've replied to Alicia(top) I'm determined to hand up all my assignments next week. Even the long overdue SS essay "D&lt;br /&gt;I'm just left with English now. I'm so proud of myself. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I stayed back after sch on Fri to play Frisbee. I'm still not very good at flicking though. Saw my juniors streaming down, and I kinda missed the range so I decided to give em a visit since they missed me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw coached and he told me that the application of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;DSA&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;CJC&lt;/span&gt; is gonna be opened around early &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;. Should I apply for it? If I apply I'm gonna have to shoot for another 2 more years but on the bright side, my place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt; would be confirmed provided that I passed the interview and meet the criteria for it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ARG&lt;/span&gt;! Shall stop thinking bout it right at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright and bravo to all the aesthetic groups! Congrats on your achievements. When Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Chng&lt;/span&gt; called out for the all the different aesthetic groups to stand up during celebration day, almost half the sch stood up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How I wish blogger allows us to lock posts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Becuase&lt;/span&gt; there are some things that I need to get it off me. But I'm gonna offend a whole lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; if I post it up on the blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay shut up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;GOTTOSTARTSTUDYING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6508819587132415411?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6508819587132415411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6508819587132415411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6508819587132415411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6508819587132415411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/tags-sandy-omgosh-thats-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4028088994681861853</id><published>2009-04-19T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:34:42.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A WALKATHON CHAMPION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg I friggin walked back home from bishan park after 3 hrs of Frisbee. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh and my mom scolded me for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ms Neo sucks, she always use the same threatening method. Calling our parents. Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok anyways, I really have nth to blog about lately. Going on Hantus =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tags&lt;br /&gt;Sandy: Eeew Sick! Lols, are you so desperate? Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alicia: Yea, love that feelin. Its like having orgasms XD (refer to sandy's tag!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEEPEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry just felt like doing that "D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Peace Out Home Dawg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4028088994681861853?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4028088994681861853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4028088994681861853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4028088994681861853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4028088994681861853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/walkathon-champion-omg-i-friggin-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2722661810865718979</id><published>2009-04-16T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:19:09.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;alicia: Yea love you too. Omgosh its sounds damn wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stacia: Ok no more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont you guys just love canceling out things in your organizer? Well I love that feeling, it just feels like a burden have been lifted off my shoulders because when I strike it off it means that i've accomplished/done/completed it. Which also means I have something lesser to do and more time for guitar! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been trying to learn YTS by watching the video and hearing the song again and again. Darn it, why must Gabe Bondoc use such difficult chords for the song? But, the chords are awesome go listen to it. Amazing song! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok off to sleep nights!&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/1740373294463025799-2722661810865718979?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2722661810865718979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2722661810865718979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2722661810865718979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2722661810865718979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/alicia-yea-love-you-too.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7907392972450201164</id><published>2009-04-12T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:42:55.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yilin: Yea it sucks, embarrassing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kp: Church is much better than sch at times, it depends on the speaker/pastor/brother talking..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alicia: Whoa, you sure? A pig like you.. hmm.. xD JUST KIDDIN. Hah, I only sleep during those parts where I cant study myself. Like those easy parts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jaiden: lols! she sang?! Omgee.. Was just wondering why the windows are still intact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geraint: You having issues with that?! Nah kiddin. Yea I'm gonna get one now, and I dont see and understand how its too late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright then, since its PFT day tmr and we'll get to go to sch later, I'll blog alil now. Been feeling kinda moody today. Dont ask me why cause I dont even know myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just feels kinda empty inside, lost. Like I've been long forgotten by people. It just strucked me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee-eed yesterday, was fun, wet and dirty!! Played in the rain and muddy ground. Having someone staring at you with their giantic eyes is just lol. Ok nvm, only I will get the joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Felt super accomplished, had tuition at 10 in the morning and mugged all the way till 5.30 not bad eh. Got fustrated a couple of times when my head just cant seem to think properly. Shit i'm feelin restless. ok bye.&lt;br /&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/1740373294463025799-7907392972450201164?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7907392972450201164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7907392972450201164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7907392972450201164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7907392972450201164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/yilin-yea-it-sucks-embarrassing-kp.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4729570438305498626</id><published>2009-04-09T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:46:20.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry I just felt like blogging again, since time is passing by so sloooooowly. It was a tiring day, fell asleep during chem, when Mr Kom showed us this video with really suckish video quality. Fell asleep after 30secs of the 8min video! Woke up after it, wasnt really listening to what he was saying, suddenly mel " Oo! He's gonna play it again!" I'm like great, more sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit, I need to find away to keep myself awake during lessons. I slept during English yesterday too, and I keep having spasms. Like, ever had this "dream" and suddenly you just fall off the building or smt and you just wake up with a jolt. LOLS! I hate having spasms infront of ppl, its just so embarrassing xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I sweat a hell lot of sweat today after SRP, was playing Frisbee. I'm gonna get my own Frisbee man, its so FUN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright then, I'm tired now, Church tmr then out with the girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nights guys!&lt;br /&gt;Peace around the world for generations!&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/1740373294463025799-4729570438305498626?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4729570438305498626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4729570438305498626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4729570438305498626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4729570438305498626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-i-just-felt-like-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8506764388574403335</id><published>2009-04-09T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:36:09.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First up! Just take 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to take a look at this video. Its amazing, the collaboration's just..Amazing.. She has an amazing voice! Sorry, my vocabulary's very limited. Amazing is all I can use to describe this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyYwsj_S5C0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; it just AMAZING?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; stop it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this entire week I was locked out of class for 2.5 times. Yea you've got me, 2.5 times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#1: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chin had to say her "last words" before she goes back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;M'sia&lt;/span&gt; for some personal reasons, and because she knows that Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Marikan's&lt;/span&gt; not around she briefed the History students about the practical that we were going to be doing, that ate into.. say 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of History class? After Physics, we happily went to the class room thinking that it may be some new relief teacher that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; really care much bout things. But to our very most horror, it was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;neckless&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;zhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"(as my mom may say) that was in the room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Naturally&lt;/span&gt; we were all "shitting around"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit! My hair!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit! My skirt!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit! My underwear!!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we were just outside the room, the councillors were there too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Alsagolf&lt;/span&gt; too, didn't let them in cause they were late, and she wanted us to ASK for her permission to go in. But she just totally ignored us! &lt;em&gt;Beach!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was Mrs Chin to the rescue, she came up and explained why we were late.When we were in class she gave us like 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to complete 3 essays, which is pure madness.. YOU HEAR ME &lt;em&gt;LAO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ZHAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;BOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!?? PURE MADNESS.. But no one in class did it anyway, so who cares bout it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2:wed&lt;br /&gt;Yup as I said, Mrs Chin had some personal things to do. So we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; self study during Physics and apparently all the Physics student were too hardworking and overshot the time. Yea, you've guessed it, it ate into Maths class. We were the earlier ones outta all of em so, LUCKY(- -'') for us we get to stand at the back of the class, instead of being locked out of the class. Not too bad eh? - -!! So bout more than half the class were being locked outside since most of us take Physics. She let us in after the 1 period when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; are changing class and half the class are blocking their way. BTW we had 3 periods straight with her, sick!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;As usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Yeo&lt;/span&gt; let us off late for recess, which means that we'll take bout 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to look for a place to sit since its the LS recess, and another 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to Q for the food, in the end we were left bout 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to eat. You cant possibly ask me to waste food or to force a fistful of rice down my throat right? Bingo! You've guessed it we were late for class again. This time it's Ms Foo, she locked us out for bout 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Compare her with the other 2 faggots!&lt;br /&gt;Are locking students out a trend for the teacher nowadays? Gosh.&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/1740373294463025799-8506764388574403335?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8506764388574403335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8506764388574403335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8506764388574403335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8506764388574403335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-up-just-take-3-mins-to-take-look.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1705708720563740316</id><published>2009-04-07T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:39:58.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So here I am. Home alone eating my horrible porriage. Why is it horrible? Cause i added to much water to my rice - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fell down today during PE thanks to Zee, lols just kiddin its not exactly her fault xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Common test I one month away! arent you excited, cause in a blink of the eye Ovls would be here.. Whooo~! SO EXCITING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mayb I should stay back after sch more often, where there are lesser distractions, unlike being at home where I have the laptop on my left and Guitars on my left. In that case I'll be able to study better ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright I'm bored, bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1705708720563740316?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1705708720563740316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1705708720563740316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1705708720563740316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1705708720563740316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7779305440102155842</id><published>2009-04-06T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:34:02.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tags!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia: lols I was kiddin - -'' nah its confirm, his hairline's fractured.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jaiden: Can you spell my name properly pls? lols! You havin issues against ppl with small eyes? HUH?! kiddin ^^ peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The skies of every monday morning are always blue. Ah, thats how you get monday blues. Ok thats random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been eating chocolate for 4 days straight and I'm kinda sick of it right now lols. Just bought even more chocolates just now, getting piggyfied I guess. Shit I'm feelin super restless now, this post is bound to make you fall asleep because even i'm typing with my eyes half close. Dont give me the crap that my eyes are alr glued together and theres no difference if they are opened or closed alright?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok I'm getting sick and tired of maths these days, especially Emaths, its soooooo interesting that we(me and stacia) started doing the "ultimate test for racism" to at least 10 ppl around us in class. The test goes smt like this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll pick out 2 colors of M&amp;amp;M, one random color and one black/brown.&lt;br /&gt;Then i'll get someone to choose one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Results: 9 out of 10 ppl will not choose the black/brown  M&amp;amp;M. Smart eh? Got it from KevJumba. OH, and I've found someone else that actually watches Youtube videos in 4Peace... ChenCheng~! lols ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, weird to say that i'm actually perfering Amaths to Emaths now, it excercises my brain more, agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another random note: I've been having burping problems these days, I just keep burping after every meal. Is this normal? lols! Its like super loud!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oral was pretty alright I guess. Heard that its for the prelims, not very sure though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH OH! I cant remember where I read it from but it goes a lil something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Earth Hour? Nah~ its a waste of time, even though I practise it every single day, or should I say night?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was like LOL when I read it.. lols!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace,Love and lol =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7779305440102155842?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7779305440102155842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7779305440102155842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7779305440102155842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7779305440102155842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/skies-of-every-monday-morning-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2173017229792584324</id><published>2009-04-05T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:09:06.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;tags!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;abby: yea! i've got 5 ppl giving me the same hersey.. damn sick of it now.. lols.. but no excuses for not getting me any! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia: You've.. Seen.. Me.. Shh- Shhoo-Shoooting??! HOW?! YOU STALKER!! lols just kiddin, yea i'm not too bothered by it anymore =) thanks&lt;br /&gt;oh and i still want my choc! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lyon: yea ok i'll tell you tmr "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;louis: lols.. but its nice! thank you! "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;greyy: lol?! haha yea.. on a bright note I get to change a cuter photo of me! xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2173017229792584324?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2173017229792584324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2173017229792584324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2173017229792584324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2173017229792584324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/tags-abby-yea-ive-got-5-ppl-giving-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1205393269063956242</id><published>2009-04-04T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:01:07.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Save The Neighbourhood Squrriels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Contented enough. We'll settle for silver then.. But we could have gotten first.. First if I had not screwed up.. Not that my team blames me for it but I could have been more mentally prepared, if only... I'm fine, its just a waste, not being able to win a team gold at Nationals or even in zones..(we friggin lost to RGS arh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well all I can say was that we underestimated them.. Lesson learned then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Good job to all C girls, I'm so proud of you girls, especially jo-anne with an amazing score of 356 ranking 5th in the entire Singapore! BRAVO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally, I've been waiting for this day(stepping down) for a really long time. But contrary now, I've finally understood what Abigail said by "feeling a sense of lost". Hmm, lets just see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/Sdd8B0gWjvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/GubXKm5PyDU/s400/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320857855477583602" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/Sdd8CGcpVNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/bOim7aRhWX4/s400/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320857860293874898" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/Sdd8CFkkBVI/AAAAAAAAA6c/iPjJl9xtOgA/s400/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320857860058645842" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And eventually this.. (btw this is the perfect-est-est-est score =X ok stop showing off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've spent 4 years honing my skills, and yet yesterday I didn't show what I was capable of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alright stop crying over spilled milk its over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So after Nationals met up with Stacia. Had pizza and lots of Pepsi! Headed back to sch only to know that they've stopped playing BasketB alr. So we went around looking for a Frisbee. Found it! And started playing, then the guys started pouring in, and then even more guys came, even girls too. So theres like almost 15 of us in the parade sq playing, and ramming into each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Unfortunately and accident really happened when Irfan and Jason dived in an opposite direction for the Frisbee only to have their head rammed against each other. Irfan managed to regain his balance, but unlucky for Jason he knocked the back of his head against the hard concrete floor. Almost immediately a big giantic bump was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; as in really its growing(!!) outta his head, just like whats happens in cartoons. Its damn big, and gross too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alright hope he's ok, heard that he fractured his head/skull(?) or smt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peace Around The World For Generations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1205393269063956242?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1205393269063956242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1205393269063956242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1205393269063956242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1205393269063956242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/save-neighbourhood-squrriels-contented.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/Sdd8B0gWjvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/GubXKm5PyDU/s72-c/DSC00396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-1565488926015624797</id><published>2009-04-02T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:48:57.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;oh btw..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i lost my new ezlink card on the bus today =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1565488926015624797?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1565488926015624797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1565488926015624797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1565488926015624797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1565488926015624797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4372227162304426061</id><published>2009-04-02T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:57:45.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL DO MY BEST AND NOT JUST TRY MY BEST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tags!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia: no pork bem! lols.. yea.. i'll do my best tmr =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;joyce: Oo! wow! VIP! lols! ok yea.. i was just pissed at that moment.. not too bad now ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia,joyce: THANKS GIRLS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like omgosh! my dru hill album is finally here after swimming across the world for 3 weeks! and their songs are super nice.. though thers cracks on the cover.. but who cares..the songs are super nice! especially angel.. shall post it as my bs very soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so.. yea.. tmrs the day i've been training for months and years.. as they say.. 3 minutes results on stage 3 years of hardwork off stage.. i've put in both sweat and blood in to it.. just praying that&lt;strong&gt; I WILL DO MY BEST TMR.. doing my best.. not just trying my best to shoot..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like coach said:" i'm not asking you to hit 387 tmr.. but if you can why not?" this struck me.. totally..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok just a random note.. my mom said that my habit of putting ".." after every pause is a really bad habit and i should stop doing that..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok,going back, i'll get to miss sch tmr(NOT a good thing), also to wake up later ^^&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really need some catching up with the class..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4372227162304426061?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4372227162304426061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4372227162304426061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4372227162304426061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4372227162304426061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/04/tags-alicia-no-pork-bem-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-978758275280425667</id><published>2009-03-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:46:03.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCREWED UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; screwed up right at the moment.. mentally.. i have 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blooody&lt;/span&gt; test &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; cant stop asking me to go for training.. what the heck? is a gold medal that important?! if i were to choose.. studying for 3 class test or going for training.. the choice would be obvious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it? its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;olvls&lt;/span&gt; this year man! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so lagging behind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;like how many lessons have i missed just for training..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; missing an entire day of lessons on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; is that not enough lesson missed for me!? its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OLVLS&lt;/span&gt; bloody heck its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OLVLS&lt;/span&gt; it concerns my darn future the rest of my life! and i will not be shooting for the rest of my life am i?! screw you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.. this explains my mood before recess.. awful.. but thank god i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; screw my practical up.. its was easy!super! probably the easiest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; ever done.. &lt;em&gt;alright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; stop bragging who knows i might just fail it because i plotted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt; wrongly.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;touchwood&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and for those that had some careless mistake.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think bout it anymore there 2 more spas to go..&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i actually found history interesting today.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; i should consider studying for history during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;olvls&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; actually gave up hope on history and thank god i have another humanity to back me up.. thank god!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally had the time to buy some pens today.. yea i know it sounds stupid.. i brought 4 pens just the beginning of the year and almost all 4 of them ran outta ink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;.. what can you &lt;strong&gt;infer&lt;/strong&gt; from this? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;omgosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lijing&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; hard working =) pop cards are for ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt;! yes, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;bem&lt;/span&gt; "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;omgosh&lt;/span&gt; i love lamb steak.. its best thing ever.. i ate 3 lamb steaks at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;couz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;hse&lt;/span&gt; yesterday.. and lots of veg.. i love veg too.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; random..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace around the world for generations!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tags!&lt;br /&gt;alicia: yes 3 more days to chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jaiden: yea.. i'm dead too i havent done the e learning thing.. lols&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shermaine: yes i am.. thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-978758275280425667?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/978758275280425667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=978758275280425667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/978758275280425667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/978758275280425667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/screwed-up-yes-im-screwed-up-right-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1294855943977640112</id><published>2009-03-29T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:18:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i really should be doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; now, but doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SBQ&lt;/span&gt; without motivation is really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CMI&lt;/span&gt;. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not the point for today..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had tuition in the morning and watched a movie after that..  its called The "H" file a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt; movie about a perverted killer..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anws&lt;/span&gt; went off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ming&lt;/span&gt; ave to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;shao&lt;/span&gt; mu" everything was done in a rush.. and it was raining pigs and cows making things more difficult for us. by the time everything was done it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; 4 my pants was drenched and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; suppose to reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;safra&lt;/span&gt; by 4.10.. there was a SSA monthly.. so rushed home to change and dry myself with mom driving me around since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sis's&lt;/span&gt; bf got into an accident with her car..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so it was rush rush rush again.. getting suited up registering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;.. TRIED settling myself down and TRIED to concentrate.. but sadly i cant with so many things in my mind that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; supposed to be inside.. so the score was expected.. 382.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even wait for the score to come out before going off but coach had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; me the scores.. great..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shit.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so disappointed with myself.. i cant do the right thing at the right time.. like now its 11.13pm now and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still blogging when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; supposed to do my SS.. great! just great! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;! i need to manage my time better.. seriously!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cant wait for the nationals to be over.. and 1 part of my many heavy burdens would be lifted off my shoulders.. how i wish someone is able to help me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1294855943977640112?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1294855943977640112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1294855943977640112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1294855943977640112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1294855943977640112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-really-should-be-doing-ss-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5704351542677489709</id><published>2009-03-27T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:03:53.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE 4 PEACE 09!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love this class.. cant stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alright so it was the tchoukball interclass today.. and the worst thing did happen.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;shit i cant stop eating the honey dew right beside me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok anw we got 2nd placing.. love's 1st and i cant rmb whose 4th or 3rd..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but with the amount of extra training they got.. no doub they will come in first..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;alright i should show some sportsmanship and stop being a sore loser and stop pushing the blame to others..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok i'm serious now.. please dont blame yourself or anything because we lost the game.. by 3 points.. if there's anyone to blame it'll be me alright? i missed all the balls.. but its just a friendly match anw.. theres another one coming up.. softball!!&lt;br /&gt;we've showed awesome team spirit this hot afternoon.. right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the next competition to be worried and nervous for is the one next fri.. on 3rd of april!(pls rmb this date)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the day i've been training for the past 3 years.. aiming for perfection.. though the C/Bgirls pistol didn't win anything.. but you guys did do your best out there right? esp joanne.. congratson getting a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATIONAL RANKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OF &lt;/span&gt;5TH OUT OF THE ENTIRE SINGAPORE FOR THE C GIRLS.. IS THAT AWESOME OR WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coach wants me to aim for a 390 during the nationals.. and it'll be possible if the nationals is a 10 months away and i'm training the way i am right now.. and yea.. MAYBE i'll get a 390.. who knows? mayb i'll just fall and break my leg while changing homeroom next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;and speaking bout next week. stacia's gonna call me cute fot the whole of next week hah! its our lil promise xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just hope that we'll win smt for the nationals.. =) i've put my heart and soul during training.. ok busy weekend ahead..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;adios!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEACE AROUND THE WORLD FOR GENERATIONS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5704351542677489709?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5704351542677489709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5704351542677489709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5704351542677489709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5704351542677489709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-4-peace-09-love-this-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2774204826154354420</id><published>2009-03-24T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:15:00.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EMM&lt;/span&gt; GEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like the most embarrassing thing happened to me today!! alright before i go into that.. i shall blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alil&lt;/span&gt; first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day the sun was blazing hot and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; alright stop being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; sch kid.. shit i really think i have ADD i keep doing things like that..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be more focused now.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alright so on a particular day on our way out/back home i cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; which.. my mom asked me out of the blue.. "what do you want to be when your grow up" so automatically i replied "forensic scientist" and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; stop myself from continuing about the qualifications for the course in uni.. which include having a bachelor degree.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and she went on "what if you failed to be one.."&lt;br /&gt;when i heard that.. i was speechless i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; thought of a back up plan at all.. and what if i failed.. nope i don wanna be an accountant neither do i want to be a farmer.. this made me wonder.. i have no idea at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so i told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jenn&lt;/span&gt; bout this.. and she gave me a really encouraging advice.. i even saved the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lijing&lt;/span&gt; :: Disgusting Ass Wiggling Goblins!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a back up plan at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jenn-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it. with someone as confident as you having a back up plan, you will definitely fall back on it. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lijing&lt;/span&gt; :: Disgusting Ass Wiggling Goblins!! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; confident.. not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jenn-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-.-!!! &lt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most encouraging this that someone have ever said to me.. i was totally taken back by it.. this actually came out of her mouth.. literally.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; but its still good to have a back up plan right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alright moving on...&lt;br /&gt;today was totally.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;bwoa&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;safra&lt;/span&gt; in during physics practical.. got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;rdy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in front of my was the so awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;gladys&lt;/span&gt;.. we shot bout an hr and half before getting exhausted.. she took off her suit and because i wanted to continue shooting after a short rest i fell back onto the chair.. and i really mean fell back i lean backwards and let gravity do it job into letting me slam on the chair with the suit on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so after a while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; rested enough and wanted to resume shooting.. tried to stand up.. but UNFORTUNATELY i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; me saying that the new suit was so stiff that i cant even move? i tried throwing myself off the chair, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;gladys&lt;/span&gt; trying to pull me up and i went like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" i cant get up!!" - -''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so i told her to unzip my pants and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!! i finally got up and told her to zip my pants back for me.. and FYI.. the zip is not near my groin for you sick assholes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it went it.. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;zzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;...oh shit.. the zip came out" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;kelly&lt;/span&gt; came to the rescue!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! yeah right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"you.. walk that w/o moving your leg and lie down there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and so that was what i did.. reached the stairs with a row of 5-7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;greenridge&lt;/span&gt; shooters staring at me waiting for the show to being.. and again i cant lie down like what i always do on my bed.. i had to fall forward.. right in front of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;looking up i had like 7 pairs of eye balls looking at me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; shit! its was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; embarrassing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;!! it looked something like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScjPfMhjqPI/AAAAAAAAA6E/yX2HGura8zo/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316727494955739378" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yea..embarrassing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alright.. anyone interest in buying a 2GB apple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; shuffle for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;SDG&lt;/span&gt;$90? leave a tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;peace out home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;dawg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2774204826154354420?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2774204826154354420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2774204826154354420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2774204826154354420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2774204826154354420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-emm-gee-like-most-embarrassing-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScjPfMhjqPI/AAAAAAAAA6E/yX2HGura8zo/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-5901042520116612715</id><published>2009-03-23T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:20:47.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hmm havent been replying tags lately..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia: yea i know i know relax..&lt;br /&gt;i think it was close to 2 years ago.. when my hair was still straight.. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geraint: "mrs man"?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kp: yea cause she's weird..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sandy: lols! jack sparrow's eyes doesnt pops out.. should be captain hook..  i think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yilin: yea its a great show.. see.. told you that you're obsessed with me ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright thats it man.. gonna miss round 4 hrs of lessons this week to train at safra.. especially tmr..goona miss physics practical and its SPA next week.. hell yea.. wish me luck guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5901042520116612715?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5901042520116612715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5901042520116612715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5901042520116612715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5901042520116612715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-havent-been-replying-tags-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2902538701996701478</id><published>2009-03-22T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:45:06.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HOLIDAY BLUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you have holiday blues&lt;br /&gt;cause you need go back SHOOT&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning training for shooting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being holidays&lt;br /&gt;we still have so much work to do&lt;br /&gt;its not fun at all&lt;br /&gt;cause its all homework to do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"music is a vehicle... let it drive you to freedom, clarity, and beauty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music is the universal way of communicating&lt;br /&gt;Music is the reason why i'm here&lt;br /&gt;Music is LOVE&lt;br /&gt;-AJ Rafael.. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if i'm ever gonna make a tee shirt,a poster,a banner, or what ever advertorial kinda thing.. one of those.. or both.. will definitely be printed on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i guess its the end of the march holidays.. ah.. i'm tired.. no.. exhausted.. i havent got a good rest at all.. waking up early in the morning to train is nuts.. but i'm seeing improvement in scores..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;achieving&lt;/strong&gt; a higher and more consistent score.. so my efforts did pay off... i hope... and pray that i will not crash during this period of time.. at least not on the 3rd of april..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i havent been studying this holiday too.. bad bad bad.. but i'm tired! darn it douchebag! argh.. alright stop whining cryster.. fine i'll shut the hell up.. but.. come to think of it.. isnt whining and complaining the whole purpose of having a blog?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.. so i went for bc yesterday.. but guess what? "what?" theres no class at all.. great.. so i wondered round tanglin mall.. and its the worst place to go wondering around because the things you wonder about aint the things you hope to wonder for so you'll end up wondering why you wonder why you wonder why.. ok thats.. lame - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then it was training again today.. matching shoes! haha.. inside joke.. oh and i got to wear a new suit today.. which sucked.. because its so stiff.. i cant even feel my hips.. and could hardly move about.. and ended up with bruises when training ends.. because the super high cut pants keep cutting/rubbing against my ribs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and it was off to church.. i've only been to i think 6 churches in my entire life.. including the one i went today.. my aunt's,my friend's,my sister's,yilin's/stacia's,and the 2 other in japan.. i love the churches in japan.. its so.. beautiful..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heres a picture....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScZY_1qassI/AAAAAAAAA58/34GKs0WtI7U/s400/IMG_6930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316034263917441730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the the stone thing behind is the church.. its awesome.. and we werent allowed to take pictures inside so too bad.. just know that its awesomely beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;note: sorry i wasnt smiling... BECAUSE when the sun shine we'll shine together! JUST KIDDIN.. i just woke up from the long ride up the hill.. yup the church was up on the hill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayzz.. the service today was good.. at least i listen through the entire talk by the pastor. =) made new friends.. i think.. lols.. but i forgot her name alr.. the 1st impression she gave me was the green shirt one!! lols! (sry another inside joke)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've been posting pictures of my "accumulated" overseas photos.. alright just 2.. only when sudden subjects makes me link them up together.. "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.. lights off! *clap clap*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2902538701996701478?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2902538701996701478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2902538701996701478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2902538701996701478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2902538701996701478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/music-is-vehicle.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScZY_1qassI/AAAAAAAAA58/34GKs0WtI7U/s72-c/IMG_6930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-5187853111223782355</id><published>2009-03-20T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:57:47.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Applause fades away&lt;br /&gt;Trophies gather dust&lt;br /&gt;Winners will soon be forgotten..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow.. the last episode of "perfect cut" (correct me if i'm wrong) really struck me hard.. esp the scene where the kids in the village started chasing after Alex when he left the village on a bike..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it reminded me of my days in Kunming,China doing my Community Work.. it was really awesome.. like totally.. it was our last day at the village's school.. and we all left the village on a giantic truck that had all 20 of us on the back.. when we drove off.. the children there just kept chasing after us on foot.. it was really touching.. my eyes were brimming with tears(nope i wasnt crying) when i saw that scene.. those flashing back just came back to me like almost instantly..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i just felt like posting this "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScO8hAodyFI/AAAAAAAAA50/_rBT58nTxYQ/s1600-h/IMG_6528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScO8hAodyFI/AAAAAAAAA50/_rBT58nTxYQ/s400/IMG_6528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315299260518746194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright so i had training in the morning.. omg i think i'm going PJ.. i cant focus on something for too long.. my vision will start blurring out and i will start tearing.. what is happening to me?! it was never like that.. shit i'm scared..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok but the important thing is.. i've been informed of the date of my competition.. its on the 3rd of April.. Thank God Its Friday which means that i wont be missing too many lessons in school..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The really important thing is my competition starts on 3rd April and it also ends on that day.. so.. you guys know what i mean right?? right?? right??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HINT HINT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: i've been lacking caffeine in my blood lately "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok my mom said that i've getting fat.. - -'' time to get my abs pumping! no more slacking Cryster Lim LJ.. get it? i've been sleeping everywhere.. on the bus.. in the car.. and on the bed(duh~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the moment i reach home..BHAM.. i'm asleep.. on any comfortable spots i can rest on.. why? shooting is really mentally draining though it does not require much physical fitness like playing the netball or basketball.. i know i've been saying this for the 1001th time but i'm still gonna saying it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrighty tmr:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;training in the morning&lt;br /&gt;BC in the afternoon&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/1740373294463025799-5187853111223782355?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5187853111223782355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5187853111223782355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5187853111223782355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5187853111223782355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/applause-fades-away-trophies-gather.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/ScO8hAodyFI/AAAAAAAAA50/_rBT58nTxYQ/s72-c/IMG_6528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-1890615763594870931</id><published>2009-03-19T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:18:17.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;omg i'm super exhausted.. woke up at 6 this morning planning and alr planned not to disturb my mom and go to safra myself.. but.. i heard rain drops hitting against my window so.. yea.. lols.. i just "rested" my eyes for another 30mins^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went back to sch after training.. to collect some "pellets card"...lols!.. ok nvm..and return sandy her tank..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that.. i literally combed the whole of orchard for that album.. "Enter The Dru" like omgosh this is the first time i actually go around looking for an album instead of the usual ripping it off the net.. why? because i cant find any - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright so i saw alicia and the rest along citylink.. a quick chat before i realize that:&lt;br /&gt;alicia and cherilyn = elsa and elsy.. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but anyway it was a wasted trip to the HMV there anyway.. they said that they stop the production/selling of the album 8 years ago.. i am sad D"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cant get jenn or frey to go look for that old album for me and send it across the world to my doorstep b/c it just dont feel right.. right? i've been asking too much from you guys alr..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so.. ah.. not sure if i can trust those on sales on ebay.. but few of them offers shipping it to singapore..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.. this is kinda like.. a really retarded post..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6am tmr again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1890615763594870931?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1890615763594870931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1890615763594870931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1890615763594870931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1890615763594870931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-im-super-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3143079659525908920</id><published>2009-03-18T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:16:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yilin: wow! you're the first person that say that my blog's an interesting read.. honoured&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia: yea china.. lols.. of course! i wont miss the chance of having the best candy ever..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stacia: lols.. er.. chem and maths..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright just a quick update gonna wake up at 6am tmr..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yea! i've finished all my homework.. fine not all i didn't finish math.. like 3 quarters through..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've been spending my entire day looking for a song sang by woody from Dru Hill.. its an awesome song.. i rmb listening to it on a radio once and i really like it.. but i didn't know the title of the song then.. until yesterday night when randolph posted a cover of that song on youtube..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was like.. "WOW!" its an amazing song.. really.. i was touched by the lyrics..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girl its been so long, since I held you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;so i picked up a pen and paper, and decided to write you a song.&lt;br /&gt;Things just ain't the same, since you took your love away,&lt;br /&gt;all i have is dark and lonely days 'cause the sun dont shine my way.&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I could find the words to say to show you love is real,&lt;br /&gt;but words just cant express the way i feel..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm so in love with the song now.. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace around the world for generations!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3143079659525908920?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3143079659525908920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3143079659525908920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3143079659525908920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3143079659525908920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/yilin-wow-youre-first-person-that-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8687649307069194464</id><published>2009-03-17T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:13:07.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm obsessed over twilight.. Nope not the one with vampires.. but the song.. the melodic tune of it.. simply amazing.. i can only play the intro of the song though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have had a dozen of things on my mind to blog about 1 min ago but it seems all empty now.. i cant seem to get myself to concentrate and focus.. even when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shooting.. its just like.."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!" rifle down.. cocked.. insert pellet "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BHAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!" one more time.. it all seems so lifeless.. tired perhaps? most probably..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just hope that this competition will end soon.. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go swimming round the chocolate pool and singing to that horrendous song "chocolate rain"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; complied a few songs into a medley today.. so.. yea.. but i need some adjustments.. not good enough.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a relative of mine is here at my house.. and the thing is.. she's from china.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like what?! i have a relative from china!? but the thing is i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even know how she's related to me.. oh and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think she can speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; but i think she can understand it.. yea duh~ she's from china - -'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; racist against my own race.. hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;! A Singaporean-Chinese.. yes note the &lt;strong&gt;Singaporean&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we're kinda.. short of rooms now.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a high probability that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be sleeping on the couch tonight again.. and P(getting aches all over my body)=5/6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why 6? head,2arms,2legs,back..&lt;br /&gt;why 5? my head would not ache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh.. but it aches sometimes.. as in head&lt;strong&gt;ache&lt;/strong&gt; yea yea? Get it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; this is getting no where =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall finish all my hols assignments &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace around the world for generations!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS. my house stinks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;durain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8687649307069194464?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8687649307069194464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8687649307069194464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8687649307069194464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8687649307069194464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-obsessed-over-twilight.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-9071131470035471448</id><published>2009-03-15T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:31:33.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sooo.. i'm bloggin again cause i cant sleep and mom isnt here to pull me away from the laptop so.. yea..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;physics tmr.. and i have no idea what to bring.. cant even rmb if chin gave us anything new..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're playing tchoukball(spellin?) tmr!! but my knee's hurting again.. could hardly walk just now.. but i'm not telling mom.. or she'll make a big fuss over it again.. like the over time when i had a headache for like 5 consecutive days close to a week.. thats when i said i had a tumour in my head.. wow.. you have no idea..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright i'm getting sleepy alr.. nights!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/1740373294463025799-9071131470035471448?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/9071131470035471448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=9071131470035471448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/9071131470035471448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/9071131470035471448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8233062946772507345</id><published>2009-03-15T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:18:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stacia&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; argue! its the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt;: no use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. tried mascara too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yilin&lt;/span&gt;: whoa.. sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lurh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i figured that it'll take ages to gather all the photos together.. so here's the class retreat post part II(right?) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. and again its not the details but more on how i feel bout the retreat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all i want to thank the class committee that spent hours trying to make this a memorable retreat for the entire class.. but due to some limits of the weather,trainers,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pms&lt;/span&gt;,teachers,safety precautions,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;.. it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; the best retreat.. at least not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; memorable one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea but never the less i did have fun.. and bonded with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; that i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; thought i will ever talked to as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;.. and became closer with those that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; a friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the best part of the camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me.. i have no idea how the teachers or trainers or whoever that suggested kickboxing have any idea how it will bond all of us together.. i can go on all day arguing bout this but i wont cause it might offend some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;peace guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually everything was great until kickboxing.. (yes i have and is having issues with kick boxing)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt; was great.. alright not really..  it was AWESOME! yea..   found out how much i love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt;.. its really fun, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; regret leaving the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Distractors&lt;/span&gt; though.. i seriously have too much to do and 24hrs a day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; enough for me.. just look at how much shooting is doing to me.. i doubt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; ever hit or score anywhere near 387 ever again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright this post is getting all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; and stuff but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really care.. this space is suppose to be somewhere one can write things off one's mind.... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt; was great so is volley ball, so i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;shooting's&lt;/span&gt; really not my kind of sport.. golf and bowling too, those that need extreme concentration.. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; getting off topic now again.. I DO NOT HAVE ADD..&lt;br /&gt;they buried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;nurul&lt;/span&gt; in sand.. added giantic boobs for her.. then few of us played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt; against 4love.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; and some of them played in the pee-ed pool some even bathed in it.. gross..&lt;br /&gt;went back to the bunks and talked through the night with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;stacia&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;mehh&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;nurul&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;eunice&lt;/span&gt; after running out of the hall thanks to saw IV(right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;yilin&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so training today.. was exhausted.. like serially.. then slept all the way till dinner =]&lt;br /&gt;sleeping is addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;dawg&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8233062946772507345?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8233062946772507345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8233062946772507345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8233062946772507345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8233062946772507345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/tags-stacia-lols-dont-argue-its-best.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1173496003303886682</id><published>2009-03-14T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:58:10.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sandy: hahaha.. your num shirt stinks now! xD i'll let you have it back like that.. since my sweat is so valuable.. like the gazette bassist(??) banana.. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stacia: fats seller..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;abigail: cause i have rebonded eyelashes.. and i'm cute! "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BACK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like.. serially.. i wont even pay 90 cents for the 2nd day of the camp..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but nevertheless day 1 was awesome.. bonded with quite a few ppl whom i hardly talked to.. had a great workout.. and scared the hell outta myself with the first 10mins of Saw VI.. i think VI is 4 if i'm not wrong..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lot of photos! shall post em up when i have the time.. i'm a busy woman you know ^^&lt;br /&gt;i as supposed to have a shoot today but apparently no one informed me.. so yea.. i'll be training tmr..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so day 2 sucked.. because of bloody menses.. and also i cant stand the kickboxing trainers.. so i became the photographer of the day.. taking unglam photos of them kickboxing xD haha.. then i was supposed to be the tele match but the sun was too hot according to dorothy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we waited for the clouds to cover the sun.. and we were like yay! we're going to the&lt;strong&gt; BEST PARK EVER&lt;/strong&gt;..SEMBAWANG PARK WOO~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the whole cohort happily strolled to sembawang park and yay! there was too much cloud.. that it became dark and started raining!! awesome isnt it? so 4 peace seeked shelter under a shelter - -''.. when the rain subsided we walked back to the camp side.. Mrs chua was there and she gave us talk.. and a last prayer =] ok she's not dying..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we had water bomb!! ok not we.. they.. took pictures again haha.. then it was bbq! fun fun fun! apart from the sentosa trip bbq was the best we didn't do much but it felt fun.. lols.. weird i know..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;took a bathe then went for the movie marathon from 10pm i think all the way till 5am in the morning.. lols.. sleep through halfway though..breakfast at 8.. then home sweet home!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright this is very brief.. more details when i get all the pics..  then it'll be like a "photo journal" because i cant think of what to write now without something to refer to..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright so i went home.. took a bite.. a bathe and a dump and slept from 12pm-9pm.. had dinner and slept from 1am till 12pm again.. but i'm still feeling exhausted.. cant even concentrate in bc.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wells the more i slept the more tired i'm feelin..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chilli crab here i come! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1173496003303886682?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1173496003303886682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1173496003303886682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1173496003303886682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1173496003303886682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/sandy-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-6474502904228228358</id><published>2009-03-10T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:56:49.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright so today's the grand finale of the 2-days career talk.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; found i want to be =) which can get me bout 6K per month.. and the pay increases as i progress.. the start off pay would be around 5K.. not bad eh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; will be the 4E/5N class retreat.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel exceptionally excited for it.. a part of me just wanna stay at home and have a good rest from the awfully horrendous term..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but anyways.. it'll be good to be out in the sun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what i love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sss&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Suunnn&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sunnnnieee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Srooms&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hhahaa&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt; inside joke =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; miss me guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAGS!!&lt;br /&gt;Alicia: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;yesh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; absolutely serial.. and lets just say you love me too much yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kp&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; of course.. yea must remove.. (lots of juniors are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt; to my blog.. from what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; heard anyway) =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;yilin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;.. too late.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sellin&lt;/span&gt; it to sandy.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. 90 bucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;mehh&lt;/span&gt;: yea and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; take the prize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; miss me guys!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6474502904228228358?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6474502904228228358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6474502904228228358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6474502904228228358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6474502904228228358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/cause-hes-reason-for-teardrops-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8960353744154365855</id><published>2009-03-08T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:04:04.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; blogging again.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; bored.. saw this on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vickies&lt;/span&gt; blog.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.What's the connection between you &amp;amp; the last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;- Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;2.Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;-Then i would be defeating the purpose of having a cell phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What happened @ 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;-Shooting at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Safra&lt;/span&gt;, participating in the SSA monthly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;- Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;-Just eat it raw straight from the jar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt; things.. You'll not see the end of the post if i name it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you carry an umbrella when it rains,or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;-Either.. Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just walk in the rain.. Bringing myself closer to nature =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Whats your favorite thing to do on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;-What  do you think ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. play the guitar..sing..read..sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Whose the last person that you last chatted with on the net?&lt;br /&gt;-Godfrey,Nick,Jenn..  we were having a group conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What is the nicest text in your inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;,For you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you tend to make relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;-Why would i wanna do such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Are you wearing anything that you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;-Wearing? No.. But i "borrowed" a tube of sweets from someone and "accidentally" finished it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;-Er.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;re-watched&lt;/span&gt; Casino &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Royal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself.. Well i hope mom and dad are actually proud of me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Off&lt;/strong&gt; course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; LOUIS LE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; even my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; senior say your eyes small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; damn joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;-You&lt;/p&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;-Loads of em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;-than chem file can don use the ring type &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;anot&lt;/span&gt;..last year worksheet lost how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;-No idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;-Absolutely "D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;-Godfrey? Okay he's advice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; really help much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;-YES!! Definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;-Mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, STUDIES of course.. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Olvl&lt;/span&gt; year you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;-The Shooters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;-Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;-Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, but it doesn't matter.. Not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;-People that are annoying =) and those who  wear the shirt of an event they didn't go for..You know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;.. nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;- Whats that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;-Very light milky green..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;-NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believed in the saying "talk in cheap"?&lt;br /&gt;-What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lay in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;-Yours truly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;-Alicia? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. she hugs me everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you want to say to the person you have a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;-I don't have a crush period. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; you think its stupid to have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;-What... A... Question... - -''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't?&lt;br /&gt;-No, hello??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;-Yup, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need nobody to tell me what to do.. i have my own damn life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;-I cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;-When i read this question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;-Definitely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Emily Elbert-In The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Summertimes&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;-Open and Close.. Who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; blink their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;-"Control the way you want things to achieve.. and not the other way round"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Lijing&lt;/span&gt; "D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;-Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, LOADS.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; not really "loads".. just a few of the many amazing instrument man has ever made..&lt;br /&gt;Playing:Classical/Acoustic/Electric Guitar,Bass,Ukulele,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Cajon&lt;/span&gt;,Vocals..&lt;br /&gt;Tried:Violin, Drums, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Guzheng&lt;/span&gt;(Stop laughing at me)&lt;br /&gt;Still trying:Piano&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Saxaphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had this week?&lt;br /&gt;-Eating Chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;- Playing the guitar i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;- Superhuman-Gabe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Bondoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- Many people makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;! Nope! Thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;-Always-Mistaken-For-Being-A-Foreigner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;-A lot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;-A Living Person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;-No one.. No one.. No one~ Can get in the way of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;feelin&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Safra&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;-Guitar.. Shooting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you've to choose between friend &amp;amp; love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;-Depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Typing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Kuo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;-Red,White,Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;-E is for emotional ruins &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;everybody's&lt;/span&gt; day&lt;br /&gt; M is for miserable people&lt;br /&gt; O is for on the dark side!&lt;br /&gt;Cause we have some fresh Cookies&lt;br /&gt;Cookies~ woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;-To live it fully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;-Punch the wall/Play the guitar/Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; today?&lt;br /&gt;-Stacia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;-Jesus.. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;-November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;-9.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;- In my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;-I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; dye my hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;-Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;-Play the Guitar/Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get marry?&lt;br /&gt;-No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;-What!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;-  4 outta 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;-Absolutely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;  really know.. To become a musician i guess? Yea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;-Score well for Os and get into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.What do you love?&lt;br /&gt;-Me myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;-Give me a reason to say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;-Being annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. You cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;-Of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you give out second chances too easily?&lt;br /&gt;-Depends.. but i would say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;-Mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.How would you spend your money?&lt;br /&gt;-Wisely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;What'll&lt;/span&gt; you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;-Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;-Living aimlessly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel that no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;- Care even more for myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;- Too bad for him then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. What do you want now?&lt;br /&gt;-Have a good bath =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8960353744154365855?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8960353744154365855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8960353744154365855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8960353744154365855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8960353744154365855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/sry-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3696121275678536024</id><published>2009-03-08T19:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:49:01.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zomgoodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night was the day that i first laughed so hard at an email.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nope its not porn.. or any lame-forward-or-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt;-bad-will-happen-to-you kinda email..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it all started when i decided to clear my mails after a week of not touching the laptop at all.. and i have like 50 over mails.. most of it was from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.. I'VE BEEN TAGGED!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! - -'' &lt;br /&gt;and some other really stupid mails..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;a mail from miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ngui&lt;/span&gt;..(since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ngui&lt;/span&gt; looks similar to nguyen..so...xD hey! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not obsess with her)&lt;br /&gt;xxx &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ngui&lt;/span&gt;   "What Will You Defend?" online video contest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like.. oh.. must be a comment bout the video or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt;.. or to inform us that the contest has ended and thank you for our participation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so outta boredom.. i clicked it open..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Thank you for taking part in the "What will you defend?" online video contest."&lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. so.. i continue reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I am pleased to inform you that you are one of our 12 lucky winners in our weekly lucky draw competition! You have won an Apple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; Shuffle (2GB) worth $108 for your video submission and I will be providing you with more details on the prize collection in the next few weeks."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like.. &lt;span style="font-size:280%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT??!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!! ARE YOU SERIAL??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with the kinda shit video we made.. we won an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; shuffle.. i just kept laughing at my monitor like some crazy woman.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i mean like seriously.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. its so unbelievable.. we've done 2 geog project so far and we've got prizes for both.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the power of song writing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt;? the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;punggol&lt;/span&gt; song and we each got 10$ .. and this time we wrote another song and we got an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; shuffle..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; the video is up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; check it out.. "D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Joke!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3696121275678536024?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3696121275678536024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3696121275678536024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3696121275678536024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3696121275678536024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/zomgoodness-friday-night-was-day-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-6612809145513854948</id><published>2009-03-06T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:56:12.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;libra&lt;/span&gt;,sandy: i just had a spasm of irritation.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; really control it.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; all better now! "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;libra&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just pretend that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; exercising if my mom come in suddenly..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so anyway.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH-EM-GEE.. You cant see me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm blending in just like a pine tree.. tree?!&lt;br /&gt;I am unseen, You can't see me cause&lt;br /&gt;I'm a ninja, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nin&lt;/span&gt;, ninja, ninja, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nin&lt;/span&gt;, ninja!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; it was really a hectic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cally&lt;/span&gt;-hectic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; hectic week!!!now lets see..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;lessons until 4&lt;br /&gt;Chinese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;SRP&lt;/span&gt; till 5.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;emaths&lt;/span&gt; test next day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tue&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;E.maths test&lt;br /&gt;lessons till 2.30&lt;br /&gt;training till 6.30&lt;br /&gt;physics test the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wed:&lt;br /&gt;Physics test&lt;br /&gt;lessons till 2.30&lt;br /&gt;English &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;SRP&lt;/span&gt; till 4.30&lt;br /&gt;training till 8&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 9&lt;br /&gt;chem test the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;chem test&lt;br /&gt;lessons till 2.30&lt;br /&gt;E.maths &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SRP&lt;/span&gt; till 4.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; test the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt;/Chinese test&lt;br /&gt;lessons till 1.10&lt;br /&gt;training till 5.30&lt;br /&gt;2 essays to hand up the next day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat:&lt;br /&gt;BC till 3&lt;br /&gt;SSA monthly the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sun:&lt;br /&gt;SSA monthly 930 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;safra&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;tuition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.. cant stop laughing when i type this schedule out.. and after the march hols we only have 10 more weeks of studying then it will be the beginning of the mock exams.. 2 weeks of going through the papers.. then it will be the prelims.. another 2 weeks of going through the papers.. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;TADAA&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; here.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but thank god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a one week break next week.. hopefully it will be fun? yes it will be..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yea.. emaths and physics results were not too bad i guess.. and training today was tiring.. shot w/o gloves and i ended up with blistered knuckles.. and there was cleaning up too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright gotta run now.. 2 essays to complete..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace around the world&lt;br /&gt;For generations!!&lt;br /&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/1740373294463025799-6612809145513854948?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6612809145513854948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6612809145513854948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6612809145513854948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6612809145513854948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/alicia-libra-sandy-i-just-had-spasm-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3538526295860081214</id><published>2009-03-01T20:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:13:36.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sandy: tsk tsk tsk.. die alr.. 2&gt;3 and 3&lt;2..&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jh&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; ya! super nervous then my hands keep trembling.. but lucky he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; look at me.. or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; i was too nervous to even notice..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;.. 2 days straight of studying.. mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt; and Chem the 2 craziest subject..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; download a couple of songs.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like super addicted to them now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hectic schedule next week.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;needa&lt;/span&gt; brace myself up.. because i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going mad, losing my sanity.. was doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt; in my mom's room last night.. then i suddenly got frustrated.. not that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; solve the sums.. on the contrast i could do everything.. went back to my room and a spasm of anger just shock my entire body.. was punching the bed then the wall then slammed my pillow on the floor and went back punching the wall..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now i know why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; slit their wrist when they are venting their anger/frustration.. or when they are sad.. the physical pain can really take over the emotional frustration and i really felt better felt less frustrated at least.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; an aftermath to it.. my knuckles are aching today..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niways..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace out home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;DAWG&lt;/span&gt;!!(Disgusting Ass Wiggling Goblins)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3538526295860081214?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3538526295860081214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3538526295860081214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3538526295860081214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3538526295860081214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-and-3-jh-lols-ya-super-nervous-than.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4611305107011472147</id><published>2009-02-27T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:25:30.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sandy: how can you hate me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;libby&lt;/span&gt;: cannot even play!! so sad~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright then.. bravo to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KCP&lt;/span&gt; shooting team during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NTU&lt;/span&gt; shoot.. congrats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;abel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aiting&lt;/span&gt; for getting individual 3rd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the girls team rifle for getting 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;! managed to skip geog test and chap for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;prizr&lt;/span&gt; presentation ceremony at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;safra&lt;/span&gt;.. but i still got to do my test during training though.. so i practically did nth during training today.. went down a couple of times to see them play.. and walked around and stupid things like that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that was meet-the-parents.. which was quite okay because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a good student! "D only for chem where i didn't hand up 3 theory worksheets.. and that made my mom assumed that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; hand up worksheets for all my other subjects.. and spent the entire journey home explaining to her.. - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so chem SPA yesterday was quite okay.. my hand was trembling when i pour solution P inside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;burette&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. and i hope/pray that my calculations are right =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.. tons of tests &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt; up next week..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; at least one test everyday.. wish me good luck guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4611305107011472147?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4611305107011472147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=4611305107011472147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4611305107011472147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/4611305107011472147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/sandy-how-can-you-hate-me-im-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7583510879922633124</id><published>2009-02-22T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:29:00.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; i just realized that i totally forgot to update this space with the departure of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;koreans&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway just a short one.. eyes were brimming with tears.. hugs were passed on to one another.. contact details were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exchanged&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; about it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;though it did not COL(cry out loud?!?) but its feels sour when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yunyoung&lt;/span&gt; were crying went they went in that thing.. i have no idea whats its called.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heart signs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waves..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;body languages..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all marks the end of their memorable one month stay with us.. thought i think i spent the least amount of time with them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;eun&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;youyoung&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jinsil&lt;/span&gt;.. your names will be printed in my memory.. "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and btw.. I PASSED MY FIRST A.MATHS TEST OF THE YEAR!! AWESOME!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEACE OUT HOME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DAWG&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7583510879922633124?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7583510879922633124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7583510879922633124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7583510879922633124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7583510879922633124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-i-just-realized-that-i-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7174625782253701115</id><published>2009-02-22T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:03:34.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;libby: lols! i complete the game alr haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sandy: nope correction.. less than a year.. bout 8 months left! cheers to that.. "D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;vanessa: lols not really.. lijing's still the best =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kp: save more dolphines!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia &amp;amp; sandy: ITS OKAY!! work hard together and hit our targets right on the spot!!then we'll be free for the next 1 or 2 months i guess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.. so... i totally forgot bout SS test tmr.. until.. it struck me when i was having tuition which just ended 5 mins ago.. oh and the worst part was.. i drank tea just now.. and i only realized that i was drinking tea.. [as in consuming caffine] during tuition too.. and i'm having a bloody shit as competition on tues..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok so.. this shows that i wasnt listening..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so whats with the competition.. an annual NTU organized shoot which our sch missed last year.. soo.. yea.. aiting,weiying,me.. name totally in order.. but! i'm not giving up! i will do me eleven best during the NTU shoot and even better durin the NATIONALS.. but just what?! action speaks louder than words... die-ed.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the worst part (or best part if i'm someone like sandy) i'll be MIA on tues.. for the second half day of sch at least.. which means that i'll have to miss physics.. which means that i'll know nth but nuts for D.C circuits..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yesterday.. finally webcamed with godfrey after eons.. and guess what IT(he's not the least bit like a human) did.. he got a new wireless guitar set thing which i wanted since last year.. and he did a cover of "NSYNC-it makes me ill" and he did the solo with the guitar behind him.. and the solo's crazy.. was too engross and i forgot to take a screen shot which i will normally do when i'm webcaming with someone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok i'm gonna be a good girl and study for ss now.. and do history if i have the time.. adiós!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7174625782253701115?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7174625782253701115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7174625782253701115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7174625782253701115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7174625782253701115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/libby-lols-i-complete-game-alr-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3004962937778278058</id><published>2009-02-20T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:20:22.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; you know what i mean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby let me show you how i lean like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cholo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lay back..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bounce in the club&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i do a dance, yeah you do it like what?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like a like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cholo&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so.... it was a BLOODY HECTIC WEEK.. i barely have enough time to sleep.. had countless amount of test.. had SPA trail practical this week too.. not too bad i guess.. but it was scary.. for once the class was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; quiet in the lab&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;training was cool today.. spent most of the time doing my work.. brought the sec 1s for a 2km run.. have to start training them up.. as coach say.. they are the future.. - -''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S11 after that then back home to the empty house.. took a relaxing shower then now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; using the laptop..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how boring my life is.. or least after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Olvls&lt;/span&gt; i might say..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; compo.. wrote bout what meaningful event i want to sign up/enroll/go for during the hols.. guess what i wrote... diving!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. and went on saying how i want to do my part in saving marine creatures.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; joke..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt;.. i shall go watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; now.. cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;paige&lt;/span&gt; is acting in the show!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3004962937778278058?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3004962937778278058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3004962937778278058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3004962937778278058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3004962937778278058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/other-homies-you-know-what-i-mean-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-4587302878281175289</id><published>2009-02-19T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:41:12.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;vanessa : lols.. stop calling me that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;libby: ya.. cause my photo inside.. "D thanks for the card!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geraint,alicia,greyy: lols! i'm so agree-able! everyone agrees with me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kp: yea lols.. kinda cool actually&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mehh: lols! accidentally..sorry kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiaping: ok leader! when i'm not feeling lazy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;louis: i thought arabia? lols! later she take away your neck arh! cause she jealous of you.. she got no neck..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sandy: lols! of course! cause this logic was from me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-4587302878281175289?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/4587302878281175289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-7657117566088000280</id><published>2009-02-13T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:32:48.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO ABIGAIL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GRACIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES IN ADVANCE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i give you red cause its lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what and awesome week isnt it.. did i mention bout awards day? we got the sick jersey after wasting 2hrs of my life listening to talks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then one day.. i got caught by alsagolf for wearing ankle socks.. seriously i dont get why ppl must show that they're wearing socks.. because i think socks is like your feet's underwear.. you wear it before you put your "clothes" in this case.. shoes on.. its just like you dont go around flaunting to others making it obvious to see you underwear right? what is wrong with ppl of the olden days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today trained.. 40 shots w/o suit is a night mare.. brought the sec 1s down for pt then went to the cabana to study cause today's training session is mainly focusing on the sec1s.. taught sher total internal refraction,critical angle and a lil on lenses.. i think and hoped she understand? lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my entire week is packed with tuitions, SRPs,training.. what they call revision.. only to make it sound nicer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mon-chinese SRP/E.maths SRP(optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tues-training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wed-english SRP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thurs-E.maths SRP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fri-training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sat-A.maths SRP/tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sun-tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;see i'm a busy woman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh emaths result was a lil disappointing.. expected alil more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously at the rate i'm going how can  beat sonja and be one of the top in sch? like serially.. i've not been doing chinese at all.. even louis is doing it! argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gottostartworkinghard! but for now.. i'll take a break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7657117566088000280?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7657117566088000280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7657117566088000280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7657117566088000280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7657117566088000280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-belated-birthday-to-abigail-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-543616553454172639</id><published>2009-02-08T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:23:38.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok just a short update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. so early in the morning i woke wanted to go somewhere but i didnt know how to so.. i'm so sorry i couldnt go.. then met up with stacia and cabbed to abigail's house&lt;br /&gt;mahjong-ed again..&lt;br /&gt;didnt stay for the bbq cause i'm having a family kinda gathering in about an hours time from now.. but..i'm the only on at home right now.. - -''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm just blogging my time away and yea..&lt;br /&gt;getting stronger... everday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-543616553454172639?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/543616553454172639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=543616553454172639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/543616553454172639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/543616553454172639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-just-short-update.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-6418561788635442470</id><published>2009-02-07T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:40:54.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>visiting at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stacia's&lt;/span&gt; house today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt;-ed&lt;br /&gt;black-jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coordination&lt;/span&gt; game =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was on my way home on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; at around 9 just now.. millions of thoughts went through my head.. from mark to the life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; leading currently to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;olvls&lt;/span&gt; in a couple of months time to playing guitar to writing new songs.. and the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its horrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it.. the life we are living in right now.. having the earth to spin 10 times faster than 10 centuries ago.. struggling for a higher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HDI&lt;/span&gt;, better development, higher technology,etc&lt;br /&gt;everyday we are being to filled up with our needs not bothering to take a break from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is the last time you actually took a rest? i mean a real rest.. not going out with friends after sch or during the hols.. what i mean is relaxing your body and mind.. keeping them away from the city's buzz&lt;br /&gt;i certainly cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; when i last had a rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;materialistic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; tends to have a mindset that one have to keep competing in order to be the best.. having the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;latest&lt;/span&gt; gadgets to putting too much stress on their kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;. my aunt/uncle xxx sent her 9 year child to countless enrichment classes,courses,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tuitions&lt;/span&gt; blah blah blah since the age of 2..&lt;br /&gt;is there really a need for it? i mean seriously.. is there really a need for it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; a kid should spent his/her childhood with pure and simple happiness for their minds are not corrupted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;olvls&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna take a walk in the beach letting myself be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt; to nature and relax..&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;the below post is for mark..&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really know how to start.. and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really think that you actually read my blog.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt; i didn't believe you when you first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me.. but i was convinced after that by the way you're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;so i just want to hope that you will take things easy and achieve the best out of yourself.. alright?&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. peace out home dawg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6418561788635442470?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6418561788635442470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6418561788635442470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6418561788635442470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6418561788635442470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/visiting-at-stacias-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-710301066488178782</id><published>2009-02-06T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:01:54.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is permanent not temporary&lt;br /&gt;and its driven much too deep&lt;br /&gt;to just pull&lt;br /&gt;out like&lt;br /&gt;weeds in the garden its&lt;br /&gt;permanent~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome song..&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. have i got an update for you..&lt;br /&gt;lots of test this week.. should be able to pass all of em? even if i fail it'll be just.. just fail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today.. was the award giving day.. totally sucked.. wasted 3 hrs of my time just to get a jersey.. but!! ENCORE/BRAVO to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kcp&lt;/span&gt; band.. it was awesome.. though its just the same song over and over again.. but you guys made us... high!! Y-M-C-A!! not forgetting the choir too.. soothing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes itched the whole day.. which explains my swollen eyes now.. its kinda like what i had when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;korea&lt;/span&gt;.. or perhaps on my way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;korea&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. just hope that the swelling will be gone by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; cause i have tuition in the morning.. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon.. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stacia's&lt;/span&gt; house after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt;.. busy day ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had suddenly thought of something interesting to blog about today,last night when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; lying on my bed trying to sleep after finishing a book..&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot what is that topic that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; interested to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; its about my short term memory.. like i wanted to blog bout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt; but i forgot bout it.. and yesterday i forgot whats the song that i wanted to download..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; whatever.. nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-710301066488178782?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/710301066488178782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=710301066488178782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/710301066488178782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/710301066488178782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-permanent-not-temporary-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8818834418403238639</id><published>2009-02-01T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:59:36.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right.. a tedious day today&lt;div&gt;let start by shooting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and let just say its a disappointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to abel's house for visiting and the taxi man went the wrong way despite my attempts telling him to keep to the left..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he friggin went like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid taxi man: 这么你没有早讲？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow so its my fault lurh.. i demanded to pay a dollar less he refuse so i threatened to complain against him.. and it worked =) proud of myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we ate steamboat.. played with the drum-set and the coordination name-game thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i just finished the darn video.. i cant stop praising myself for being so hardworking.. how? xD lols.. kiddin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea... thats about it for today.. tired~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8818834418403238639?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8818834418403238639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8818834418403238639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8818834418403238639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8818834418403238639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/02/right.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-820965707348941483</id><published>2009-01-30T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:35:27.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright.. its been a week since i've updated.. but before that..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAGS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;libby- you are alr the weirdest of the weirdest alr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alicia- haha.. i'm was in luck actually.. thx!! and yup i'm relaxed alr.. i'm just pissed by some ass ppl =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geraint- i bought it on impulse.. i just didn't want to wear it with the sarong.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sandy- nope.. nth's wrong with being materialistic =) and i will NEVER be your barbie.. and imagine what sick and perverted things you will want me to wear alr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was totally in luck.. well i must say nyoya's luck.. i wore my kebaya(with jeans) for visiting and won quite a lot of money =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the same time the names were coming in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"eh miss nyoya.. your turn"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nyoya cut the deck"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"little nyoya...what you throw out"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nyoya xiao jie...you wnt to play or not"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.. jogger was the one that came up with most of the stupid names.. jogger why jogger? because she's so darn good in geog.. geog..geoger...jogger!! hahaha nice not? you're not the only one that can come up with the names..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lols.. now i cant think of anymore occasion where i will be wearing the kebaya again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.. today was fun and exciting.. not mentioning what happened yesterday though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to the mustard seed to have our song recorded.. and it was a one take session!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall post the song on my blog soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and trainer ryan said that he could teach us media studies during his free time!! awesome and exciting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the double door thing was fun!! lols!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways.. why the heck is it so hot in singapore.. i would rather walk a big round than to walk across the parade square.. and i've been taking 2 doses of aspirin everyday and i'm still having flu.. and it kinda became part of the culture and tradition that one will fall sick either before or after the LNY sometimes even both..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;training on wed was super fun.. lols!! we played blackjack is the most uncommon way.. by shooting.. see who can get 21 points and below within 3 shots.. i always stop at 2o or 19 points.. didnt want to have a 2 or 1 point on my card.. its super fun.. should play in sch next time.. IF i get the chance to train in sch anymore.. because most of the time i will be training in safra..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i feel like shitting now.. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. can anyone tell me if i really should get an itouch?!&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/1740373294463025799-820965707348941483?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/820965707348941483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=820965707348941483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/820965707348941483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/820965707348941483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3101485682811697329</id><published>2009-01-26T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:21:51.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i forgot to reply tags..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kp: Oo. ohh kayy,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraint: i was looking at stella's lols..&lt;br /&gt;yea i know.. but it can get irritating sometimes.. when i have to go all over again convincing them that i'm a pure-blood singaporean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libby: lols yea.. we are "The Weird Weird One"&lt;br /&gt;hi i'm weird and she's weirder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehh: HUAT HUAT?? HUAT ARH!! ya la.. 154cm is average...indeed "D&lt;br /&gt;yup.. praying hard that we can.. if not we have to use sucky sound quality camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia: lols.. annoying leah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3101485682811697329?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3101485682811697329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3101485682811697329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3101485682811697329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3101485682811697329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-i-forgot-to-reply-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8114416173536883867</id><published>2009-01-26T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:15:54.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: BAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go on.. i just watched the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;godfrey&lt;/span&gt; sent me.. guess what.. its "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; not so excellent adventure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!! but know what? the movie's disappointing.. there's no exactly storyline and if you do not know who the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nigahiga&lt;/span&gt; team is.. you will just sleep through the entire movie.. just like twilight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on..&lt;br /&gt;why do i always do things on impulse?&lt;br /&gt;guess what i got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kebaya&lt;/span&gt; today because it caught my attention and so i bought it =)&lt;br /&gt;its cost like a hundred bucks.. but its nice though "D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now mom's forcing me to wear it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.. for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hse&lt;/span&gt; visiting.. with the sarong on.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like WHAT THE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like her barbie doll and she's enjoying herself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much to dress me up.. getting me to do in and out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kebaya&lt;/span&gt; like umpteen times.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can you imagine how difficult it is to wear a sarong and when you go to the toilet.. yea? just... *imagine..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy lunar new year guys&lt;/span&gt;.. its feels really dead this year because.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; why.. financial crisis perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;had the annual reunion dinner yesterday.. and.. er.. it was at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tze&lt;/span&gt; char restaurant - -'' not the  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;uaual&lt;/span&gt; hotel-restaurant that we usually go to for the past 15 years of my live i suppose.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; only 3 dishes.. yes you read it.. three..&lt;br /&gt;1st&lt;br /&gt;low &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Buldda&lt;/span&gt;-jump-over-the-wall&lt;br /&gt;3rd&lt;br /&gt;a stupid fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not whining but.. if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the case i rather eat steamboat.. which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much better.. more warmly.. family bonding kinda thing.. but i got to say the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Buldda&lt;/span&gt;(?) thing was really filling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i just cursed my darn phone cause it farted 3 times in a row..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-related to new year part... read it if you want to.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just writing it down to release all the hot.. boiling-energy-blood-thing building up in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;FRIGGIN&lt;/span&gt; SICK,TIRED AND DISGUSTED BY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;PPL&lt;/span&gt; WHO TELLS ME WHAT TO DO EVERY TIME!! AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;PPL&lt;/span&gt; WHO POKE THEIR BIG ASS NOSE INTO MY BUSINESS EVERY TIME! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;IF THE ABOVE DESCRIPTIONS SUITS AND FITS YOU, LIKE YOU'RE BORN WITH IT.. I DESPISED YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its a new lunar new year and i shouldn't be in a bad mood.. if not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be in a bad mood for the entire year.. BUT!! guess what!?&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ditious&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;my current mood have nth to do with my mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you guys just get sick of other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; telling you what to you..&lt;br /&gt;"oh..no you should do this"&lt;br /&gt;"oh you just should do that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get some random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; email-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me that i should do the cover of xxx because its famous in order to rise my views and subscriber no.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; care how many subscribers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got even if its just my friends who subscribes to me.. i do songs that i like.. i can relate to.. not to gain popularity or to earn and extra dollar..&lt;br /&gt;because in that case i feel manufactured.. its feels like i like what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; doing because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gaining some wealth or fame out of it.. which is so not true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exactly like writing a song.. like i did.. i was tired of going to sch everyday during the hols and sick of being stuck at home.. i turned to express myself with music and the inspiration just come straight away.. i completed the song in like 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;(+ lyrics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not the point.. yea i know i can just rant like what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; doing now (with regards to the song) but i didn't because i want to learn expressing myself with music that i create.. get the darn idea now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 2:&lt;br /&gt;on a second thought.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to talk about case 2 here.. because that will really affect that person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about(and it'll be really obvious who she/he will be once that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; mentioned).. but in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;anycase&lt;/span&gt;.. what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; doing now.. does not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; concern you.. get it? "AND STOP GOING LIKE ITS ALL FOR YOUR OWN GOOD.."&lt;br /&gt;well.. you know what.. just rip off your freaking big ass nose right out of my darn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling so much better now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. if i collect 500 bucks and above.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;itouch&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;pps&lt;/span&gt;. even if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;(499$) i will still but it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;ppps&lt;/span&gt;. or i might just gamble my way up to 500$..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;pppps&lt;/span&gt;. if in any case that i might start losing money.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; calling for the SOS "D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;ppppps&lt;/span&gt;. just ignore the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;pppps&lt;/span&gt;. because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; high from all this ranting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck if you're gambling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.. wish me luck too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8114416173536883867?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8114416173536883867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8114416173536883867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8114416173536883867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8114416173536883867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/mood-bad-before-i-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3300676383162155876</id><published>2009-01-23T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:45:29.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sandy:my cap is cool.. like me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not materialistic like you! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;libby&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shutup&lt;/span&gt;! band name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;?.. er..THE WEIRD WEIRD ONE!! (ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;~!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;geraint&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mehh&lt;/span&gt;:you play apart~ and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; laughing back at you cause you're short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sher&lt;/span&gt;:- -'' HI.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt;-min =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with sis yesterday.. whoa can die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;.. she was walking as slow as a horse la..&lt;br /&gt;managed to buy something though..&lt;br /&gt;and another thing happened.. sis was trying out something in the fitting room so i just stoned outside and waited for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop assistance: hey..er.. are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;me:- -'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;:huh?! so you're local?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;:oh~ does a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; ask if you're a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;: ya ya! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; also can.. you look like a mix between the two..&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what everyone say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;! am i suppose to be happy that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; look a single shit like the typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; i should.. and i should just take up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; language and transform myself into one of them.. and no one will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; suspect that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; its just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;stereotype&lt;/span&gt; thing..&lt;br /&gt;what?! just because i have small eyes and fair skin mix me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;jap&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;jap&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;kor&lt;/span&gt; mix?! you know what.. cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; racist!!.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; while not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a mix though.. like what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt; said.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; cant be racist towards you when you're a mix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racist ass: why did you take me candy bar?! you stupid ... ... .. . what the hell are you?!&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a chi,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt;,black,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;,french and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Thailand&lt;/span&gt; tau &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;.. pro not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;!! *speechless = OWNED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see being a mix is a good thing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; cant be racist towards you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so today was the new year celebration.. was fun fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;we played musical chairs.. danced around.. sing.. ATTEMPTED to play polar bear..lols.. oh oh.. the funest funest funest part we &lt;em&gt;low hei&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; yum seng &lt;/em&gt;thrice!! even jinshi(? stella's buddy) joined in.. had burgers,wings,nugget,jolly shandy,sparkling juice..&lt;br /&gt;but the &lt;em&gt;low hei&lt;/em&gt; was full of crakers.. or as zee will say &lt;em&gt;pok pok choy&lt;/em&gt; and by the time we &lt;em&gt;low&lt;/em&gt; fin.. there was nth left on the plate! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo looking forward to class chalet where we will have movie marathon.. scary.. movie marathon.. ju-on!! excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the party was awesome but not the performance .. it was boring.. =x but i was screaming away anyway.. the koreans performed! i want nobody nobody but you! (claps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physic test after the celebration.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; i think i will do worst than the first test.. at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; i got a distinction for the 1st one.. why the hack must i retake and fail!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lunched.. at cafe cartel..... again.. all 13 or is it 14 of us(split into 2 tables).. chat nonsense and scolding back at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; when they stared at us non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;particularly one table.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than it was "GO GO POWER RANGERS!~" mom was here at j8 so i went off first if not i have to go all the way home by bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my DVD's finally here from USA!! awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3300676383162155876?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/3300676383162155876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=3300676383162155876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3300676383162155876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/3300676383162155876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/sandymy-cap-is-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-6268563607741885311</id><published>2009-01-18T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:36:40.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;... my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; is taking forever to swim here from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;USA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously.. cant study on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; afternoon.. tutor came.. learn differentiation until can die.. its easy but it requires lots of manipulation.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Trigo&lt;/span&gt; identities but a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; easier than that..&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; require much explanation so i just nodded at every pause he made.. and when he ask me to do questions i just simply refer to the work examples.. ^^ pro not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in the midst of writing 2 songs which i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; no inspiration to..&lt;br /&gt;the 1st one is my own original song&lt;br /&gt;the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; is the geog project one.. which is not fully composed by me.. we did it.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;xueying&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;stacia&lt;/span&gt;,me.. which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; mentioned yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'ev&lt;/span&gt; not done my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; homework.. how?&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; not transfer my history notes to my note book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; done my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ele&lt;/span&gt;.maths&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; done my add.maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it kinda.. balanced out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;.. right??&lt;br /&gt;wonder how am i gonna beat s***a at this rate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;trabaje&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;más&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;duro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cryster&lt;/span&gt;.. you can do it.. your name will be up on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;PowerPoint&lt;/span&gt; slide next year..&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;prometo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; asking for too much.. i should know my own limits.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights guys.. new year deco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6268563607741885311?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6268563607741885311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6268563607741885311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6268563607741885311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6268563607741885311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-1012104556971752770</id><published>2009-01-18T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:10:54.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly.. the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; teacher sucks.. and i will not elaborate further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yeelin's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hse&lt;/span&gt; to do the geog project.. and on my way there.. some.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;singaporean&lt;/span&gt;-dressed-like-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt; girls came up to me 3 of them.. they were sad to say weirdly dress in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt; you might say.. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;joyce&lt;/span&gt; kind of style.. but a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; tiny bit more extreme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me i was wearing a cap and carry a guitar on my back and a laptop bag on my arms walking towards the bus stop.. waiting for a bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird girl A,B,C stood beside me.. then started starring and laughing at me.. i thought my hair was all over the place due to some events that happened in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt;.. so i quickly adjusted my cap and looked away.. but they're still starring at me.. and talking and whispering to each other.. i had my ear piece on and have no idea what they were talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wg&lt;/span&gt; A: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aneonhasayo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;!! look around to see who they are talking to.. just to realise the entire bus stop full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; were look towards OUR direction.. and the 3 weird girls at looking at me..&lt;br /&gt;i quickly adjusted my cap again and looked away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wg&lt;/span&gt; A: can i have your signature? *doing body language and holding up a marker pen at the same time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *looked around again and starred blankly at them..* me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wg&lt;/span&gt; A,B,C: yes.. ya ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *still blanked.. then suddenly one random bus came and..*&lt;br /&gt;my bus is here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;.. bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -''&lt;br /&gt;freaky and creepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so the random bus i took requires me to walk further.. so i went there with a black face.. a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; one.. they were fooling around have fun.. its still something i will do when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in a good mood.. but i just stoned there sulking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we still managed to finish 1 verse,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; chorus, chorus.. and took photos..&lt;br /&gt;pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1012104556971752770?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1012104556971752770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1012104556971752770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1012104556971752770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1012104556971752770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2525944734479675405</id><published>2009-01-16T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:47:51.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to show geraint.. the pro-ness of the shoe photo ^^&lt;br /&gt;he made me very tempted to post it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SXCq4qaKxtI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/oGeKUj1RQkc/s1600-h/IMG_6665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291917452593776338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SXCq4qaKxtI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/oGeKUj1RQkc/s400/IMG_6665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunming 07' community work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SXCq4iOr2iI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/MKWVrOi7pUI/s1600-h/IMG_7410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291917450398128674" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SXCq4iOr2iI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/MKWVrOi7pUI/s400/IMG_7410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korea 08' school exchange programme =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the first one better though.. everyone's converse sneakers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SXCq4iOr2iI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/MKWVrOi7pUI/s1600-h/IMG_7410.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2525944734479675405?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2525944734479675405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2525944734479675405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2525944734479675405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/2525944734479675405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-to-show-geraint.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9hNQeUkN5mE/SXCq4qaKxtI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/oGeKUj1RQkc/s72-c/IMG_6665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-665745735262901852</id><published>2009-01-16T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:22:40.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You Tore The Veil.. You Made The Way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the cross i bow knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where your blood was shed for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's no greater love than this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you tore the veil.. you made the way~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;whoa..! a week since i've last updated..&lt;div&gt;i've not touch the laptop for 2 friggin days in a row.. see how busy i am.. and yes lucky i did not agree to hosting the koreans.. not that its a bad thing but it really eats IN to a LOT of my time.. i wouldn't mind if i'm still in sec 3..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so anyways.. physics + geog test.. bowang(is this how you spell/use it? noticed many ppl using this "word")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physics super lots of careless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geog.. i have no idea what they are trying to ask us.. push push!! then one PAIR of humans.. ok nvm.. inside joke.. hor godfrey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why cant we just learn physical geog the whole way.. or mayb they should make it like.. if we take Pure geog and have a choice whether to take physical geog or human geog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wouldn't that be awesome?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rather know more bout nature then to know what humans are friggin adjusting the world to suit their every needs.. what is wrong with us?! why can we just wear leaves, drink from the river.. eat with the chimpanzee.. run with the horse.. swim with the dolphins.. etc? MUST WE KILL EVERY ONE OF THEM?! DARN IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok sorry i went alil off at the end..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so today.. thanks louis for the treat at cafe cartel "D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vickie spotted me because of my habit of hold the spoon(?) super sharps eyes Oo i'm inside the restaurant and she spotted me from outside because of the way i hold the spoon.. lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stacia was with her.. they had to deco the HOD room because of the CNY celeb so.. decided to help them and see vickie's 2 new guitar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent the whole day sitting there folding &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pao zhua&lt;/span&gt; fishes and weird spiral thing.. then cabbed to her hse.. half way done with our song for the geog project vickie wrote it ^^.. we're doing a music video.. with an original song.. gonna finish it tmr.. *wemustnotbedistracted*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and what's with my heading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to church some time ago and heard this amazing song that brought me to tears when it came to the bridge.. never had the chance to ask for the name of the song until i heard it again yesterday on youtube..... by chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a cover by -- the most awesome cathy nyugen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its called "at the cross" by hillsong (united?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets just say the song's awesome alright? go hear it.. its amazing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-665745735262901852?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/665745735262901852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1740373294463025799.post-1387416546339626269</id><published>2009-01-10T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:26:29.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;whats up dawg!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;woke up early in the morning&lt;div&gt;dressed up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and went all all the way to jurong--City Harvest Church to attend a wedding ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was awesome.. they had a great pastor who hosted the ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"joke of the day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*a new couple was at home and the wife was glazing at her face in the mirror.. then to the contours of her body*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wife: honey did you married me because of my looks or my body?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the husband who was readin the newspaper put it down and took off his specs he then look at he's wife's face then to the contours of her body.. then to the wife's face.. then to the contours of her body again.. wife's face then to the contours of her body again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wife: oh come on honey tell me quick!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the husband look at his wife's face then to the contours of her body for the last time and finally said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;husband: i married you...... because of your sense of humor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anyways rushed to bc after that... and the teacher was sad to say boring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pls pls inspiration come to me.. pls pls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-1387416546339626269?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/1387416546339626269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=1387416546339626269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1387416546339626269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/1387416546339626269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-up-dawg-woke-up-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-2756573873388080255</id><published>2009-01-09T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:00:52.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a big day..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause its the CCAs recruitment day.. and as usual everything shooting club does was last minute work.. no booth.. suckish publicity, no showing of our skills.. but HOLD AND BEHOLD we had tons of ppl joining shooting mayb because as alicia said its unisex.. therefore we have more ppl.. and also because shooting's a new thing to most of them and they just want to try out smt new and eventually 8 out of 10 ppl will leave the club after a year or so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this cycled has repeated over the years and i doubt it would change..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways i enjoyed coaching them.. reminded me of how my senior used to teach me.. i first started shooting in Pri.6 ^^ thats like 12 friggin years old only..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i rmb that it was valerie who taught me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then in sec 1 i think it was jin han.. if thats he's name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so decided to stay behind and celebrate the last day of orientation with a camp fire along with the girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;screamed and cheered and bombed and singed and other campfire-related things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the way till 9pm and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GO GO POWER RANGERS!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom was here and off i go.. back home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah awesome day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attending leon's bro's wedding ceremony in church tmr.. at 10.30pm - -'' gosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless the new couple! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-2756573873388080255?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/2756573873388080255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=2756573873388080255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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when the other party's in a different time zone xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-6730273293605747990?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/6730273293605747990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=6730273293605747990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6730273293605747990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/6730273293605747990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-chatting-on-msn-is-obsessive.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-3498408147736080731</id><published>2009-01-07T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:14:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah.. i love weds.. because its probably the only day i dont have to stay back till late afternoon or evening and come home exhausted and having dinner with my eyes closed.. that's what happen yesterday..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my thigh is aching from the 2 sets of run(pe+training) yesterday.. awful.. and shot like mad.. 200 shots? i wont mind if i'm in safra air-conditioned awesome =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. and my dog had diarrhea again.. and its not my fault this time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. miss yeo's our new maths teacher now.. both A and E maths.. so dont ask me again.. and er.. i'm sitting next to stacia!! surprisingly she became guai ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really have nth much to blog about cause everyday is such a typical school day.. mayb i'll blog more on fri when the sec 1 recruitment starts =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-3498408147736080731?l=living-up-to-my-name.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-1740373294463025799.post-8167787351323538670</id><published>2009-01-06T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:45:29.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh.. i'm exhausted, can hardly type properly now..&lt;div&gt;so i just got home, and strolled SLOWLY all the way back.. forgot to bring my key and attempt to ring the doorbell but it broke down.. and i had to slam hard onto the button - -''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea.. its barely a week and i'm so tired alr.. this is sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will try to do the english assignment later.. why? because i'm a good girl =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fri's the recruitment day.. and i will be in-charge of coaching them =] should be fun i guess? remembered the first time i held a rifle.. and my instructor was valerie then eunice =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the little noyna(?)'s ending sucks.. but the show's alright.. li-bei-er ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways.. i will try to do a proper post sometime later.. this is just an update for what i'm doing.. not like you care though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea.. shower time! "D&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/1740373294463025799-8167787351323538670?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8167787351323538670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8167787351323538670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8167787351323538670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8167787351323538670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-5479001039005861887</id><published>2009-01-01T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:26:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NIU&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(new)&lt;/span&gt; YEAR GUYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i used red cause its lucky =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright so yesterday marks the end of 2008 closing an awesome and fruitful chapter of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(this is all i can think of now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my first yr in the upper secondary lvl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learning how to solve the rubix cube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sec 3 camp in malaysia..CHINOOK! (is it spelled correctly??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making my first presentation infront of the entire lower sec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having our ever first public performance in sch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going for the korean exchange program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OBS TRIP.. JUNKIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dancing in front of the entire sch.. TELL ME thats cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting a merit award for the punggol project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gong to mediacorp for the first time in my live!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;playing mahjong for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting my first gold individual medal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrating halloween for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posting my first video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;writing my first song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learned a new instrument.. ukulele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;committed myself to shooting and thus challenging myself to do my very best all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and gosh its Olvls this year.. i feel lil scared.. not sure if its the start-of-a-new-year syndrome or mayb some other weird things i'm worried bout..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey! bring happy memories forward to 2009 and leave the sad ones back in 2008 and let it past =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm having mix feelings now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so worried like a sec ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i'm excited yes right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my room's in a mess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gottostartpackingtmr~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best for 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have an awesome new year ahead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is Cryster Lim LJ reporting live right in front of the laptop~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- -''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok just ignore the last part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. since its a new year i shall have a new catch phrase ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*AWESOME!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because thats what i am xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-5479001039005861887?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/5479001039005861887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=5479001039005861887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5479001039005861887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/5479001039005861887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-niu-new-year-guys-i-used-red.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-8230475174149027263</id><published>2008-12-28T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:07:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuz I'm walkin down this road alone&lt;br /&gt;and figured all I'm thinking bout is you,&lt;br /&gt;you my love&lt;br /&gt;And my head is in a cloud of rain and the world it seems so far awayand i'm just waiting for&lt;br /&gt;The droplets, droplets&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;awesome duet by Jason Reeves and Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke my own friggin record again!!!&lt;br /&gt;remember remember remember?? my previous post..&lt;br /&gt;i hitted 377 out of the possible 400 the other time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now now..&lt;br /&gt;ask me for my latest score!!&lt;br /&gt;"how did you shoot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok before i answer &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; question i'm going to tell you my day first =]&lt;br /&gt;so on fri coach told me that SSA monthly starts at 10am and i'm suppose to be there by 9.15pm&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up today at 8.30 and reached safra.. the first person i saw when i entered the range was gladys AND she started shooting alr..&lt;br /&gt;i'm like what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then coach told me that they brought forward all the details.. so i had to wait for the next one which starts at 10.40am&lt;br /&gt;not too bad.. had enough time to be mentally prepared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when its 10.30 went to collect my targets and they said there are no lanes.. told me to wait for the next detail called for coach and manage to get me a lane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so out of the 50 shooters i'm the only one shooting rifle cause it was a pistol detail but thats not the point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is...&lt;br /&gt;is..&lt;br /&gt;is!!&lt;br /&gt;IS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i friggin scored 387/400!!! &lt;strong&gt;BEAT THAT HOMIES&lt;/strong&gt;!! alright just kiddin sure theres millions of ppl thats able to do that..&lt;br /&gt;but thats like a darn 10 point leap!!&lt;br /&gt;377--&gt;387&lt;br /&gt;with series&lt;br /&gt;96.97.97.97&lt;br /&gt;avg. 9.675 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is my end result of the 1.5 months of enrichment programme guess my effort did paid off =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its does give me a sense of &lt;s&gt;orgasm&lt;/s&gt; satisfaction ^^ when i keep breaking me own record again and again.. i've done my personal best.. guess its only after 3 yrs that i found out the true meaning of shooting.. not just a sport but mental discipline,focus,concentration and challenging oneself and adjusting to the circumstances that may occur..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-8230475174149027263?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/8230475174149027263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=8230475174149027263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8230475174149027263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/8230475174149027263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuz-im-walkin-down-this-road-alone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1740373294463025799.post-7328556514722326934</id><published>2008-12-25T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:08:11.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;applaud&lt;/span&gt; myself for being such an awesome dog owner.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30am&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping soundly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; i was woken up my the high pitch barking of my chihuahua.. ignored it at first.. then i was so annoyed and went down to see what happened..&lt;br /&gt;flicked the switch on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;! i see brown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;diarrhoea&lt;/span&gt; and white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;phloem&lt;/span&gt; vomit.. and yea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what i did.. let the dog out of the cage and went to wash it.. the smell was revolting.. sick and disgusting..&lt;br /&gt;when everything was cleaned up.. forced the dog to drink some water and carried it to his cage which he was reluctant to go in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locked him inside and went up to sleep.. 10 secs later he started barking again.. so i had no choice but to let him out let him walk around and waited for him to go back on its own on the couch.. and yes.. i just fell asleep there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until 8am when my mom woke up and ask me to get back to my room..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; all the way to 2pm =)&lt;br /&gt;wonder how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to wake up when sch starts - -''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. super productive day.. its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; and i did not go out.. surprising eh? instead i locked myself in my room and did all the humanities homework.. somehow humanities is easier then math.. but i did it slowly like 2question per hr.. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; left with dreaded social studies now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any idea if i can drop Combine Humanities? its so pointless because all i get is a border line pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; and passed with Flying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coulours&lt;/span&gt; for Pure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;humanities&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats with the "lifespan" for ear piece?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; changed like 5 earpiece this year.. it either have one side blocked up or it only plays the instrumental part of the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways..&lt;br /&gt;Shooting tmr.. then Shangri-la Hotel awesome! my fav hotel.. because The Line rocks..&lt;br /&gt;Tuition on Sat&lt;br /&gt;SSA Monthly Shoot on Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige is pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1740373294463025799-7328556514722326934?l=living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/feeds/7328556514722326934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1740373294463025799&amp;postID=7328556514722326934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7328556514722326934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1740373294463025799/posts/default/7328556514722326934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-up-to-my-name.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-sometimes-applaud-myself-for-being.html' title=''/><author><name>ah bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333116171564551131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
