<?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-35774684</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:55:44.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smiles!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4433998632180456494</id><published>2008-05-05T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:50:11.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L27u9VgJxuI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;好怀念 &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;It's a wonder how time manages to pass so fast and in a flash, it's going to be a year from 13slc. &amp;amp; Soon, 13slc will only be part of the legacy and overtaken by 14 slc, by the future. All I can say is thank you for the memories :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today had been a truly math day :] I did math most of the lessons, haha. CME was unusually lame and time wasting. We went to the Primary AVA to watch "When a Man Loves a Woman" which is not exactly a very good show. We wasted a lot of time as the family lounge was barred due to the primary exams and we had to take the long route. The teachers had technical problems too and the air conditioners were not switched on. Try staying in a hot, humid and stuffy room for half an hour with about 100 students in it&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Fatal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Biology was total stonage and stupid molly went to pick me to answer her question. I admit I was talking but I didn't see why I should answer her question since to her, people who don't pay attention are stupid people. We tried to prove her wrong before, but she didn't get it, so this time I just kept quiet and played dumb. Yayness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I handed in most of my math homework except for AM31 TYS since I don't have the book. All the way for the differentiation test on thursday which I doubt I'll do well, but I'll try my best :D Plus, biology SPA for O's is tomorrow. &lt;u&gt;FULL MARKS!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not much tests for this week, except for a huge Geography test next week which will be really tough! Mugging, I hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait for 14slc and Jubilate, &lt;u&gt;Anticipation!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4433998632180456494?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4433998632180456494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4433998632180456494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4433998632180456494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4433998632180456494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2008/05/y-its-wonder-how-time-manages-to-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1179512332883940588</id><published>2008-05-04T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:15:09.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOT OOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE FOURCHARITY &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Energiser's Freaking Cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's Do it soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1179512332883940588?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1179512332883940588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1179512332883940588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1179512332883940588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1179512332883940588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2008/05/oot-oot.html' title='OOT OOT'/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4812555247100194532</id><published>2007-05-08T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:02:31.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall type a proper post today.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. where shall i start? actually i dont know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like changing my blog url and blogskin! ok that's pretty random. but yeah. and perhaps i'll make it kind of private? but thats so weird for me. urghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super proud of myself. i got 21/25 for geog test. the previous one i got 19/25. so it's a great improvement. and for the first time in my life, IM TOP IN CLASS! whoots~! cant believe myself la. i failed geog for two consecutive years and now.. bliss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rahh.. im so going to give up my sciences. i suck at science. sheesssshhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im a facil! facil facil! so nice of vivian to rang wo.(: thank you! yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the june hols to come. not because of the camps, but because im desperate for the time where i will not see ms quek. seeing her everyday is like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of anything la. :/ rahh.. other time la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4812555247100194532?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4812555247100194532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4812555247100194532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4812555247100194532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4812555247100194532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-shall-type-proper-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3550965728592020996</id><published>2007-05-06T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:13:29.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent posted in ages. havent really used the computer. nothing much except that i got sick on friday and was freezing like mad. early dismissal so i could go home and sleep and go for midsummer's night dream. was fine so i went for it but it came back afterwards. 39.3, was quite faint but luckily eehui's mum fetched us from amk mrt station. if not i'll faint. argh.. sick of pills la. 5 pills. yuck. and my throat feels as if the pills broke into pieces and attached to the sides. sheesh. nothing much to post about la. cant think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3550965728592020996?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3550965728592020996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3550965728592020996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3550965728592020996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3550965728592020996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/05/havent-posted-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4600114678902436864</id><published>2007-04-28T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T09:47:34.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;GREEN GOT FOURTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which is last la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escorting was fun. with free entertainment from nicole.(: it was so sudden in the beginning la. because we were carrying stuff to the viewing gallery then all of a sudden mrs goh said,"oh.. isnt that miss choo's car?" AHH! so we ran all the way to the forum and it was raining and she had an umbrella, we didnt. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;then the stuff started and i was dancing to the music and miss jeya was laughing and she said i was animated. which is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;then the guests had reception! BUFFET! so we brought them to the mep room and they asked us to eat.:D dont need to eat bread. whoots! and it was yummilicious!&lt;br /&gt;then the guests went back to the viewing gallery and we brought the jb girls over. some of them are really nice.(: and one of them left her stuff on the chair so i passed it to her teacher.&lt;br /&gt;there was a guzheng in the mep room! so fun! i want to learn but im musically dead.):&lt;br /&gt;sent miss choo to her car after that. and she gave me a hug because i carried her crystal cup!&lt;br /&gt;this year's sports day wasnt as fun as before but i actually prefer this than being on the specs stand. encore!(:&lt;br /&gt;p.s i cant go to the hwachong slc. RAHH. cant stand it. the nominees for exco have more opportunities. cant you see that they're RELUCTANT? gosh. i hate the BIASED pmb.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s i saw her!(: gosh.. she just appeared in front of me. GOSHGOSH.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4600114678902436864?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4600114678902436864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4600114678902436864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4600114678902436864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4600114678902436864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/green-got-fourth-which-is-last-la.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3243077115719012052</id><published>2007-04-27T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:01:28.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SPORTS DAY IS JUST A FEW MORE HOURS AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and green, we've got to buck up or we'll get last like two years ago. WE WERE CHAMPIONS last year so we cant get last this year! so jiayou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;although im like not going to be in the contingent (rahh. im sad. i want to do the cheer and the family dance!), but im going to be supporting you all morally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and yes, if possible, im going to cheer along, anyway there's four green house peeps with me. not like jiemin and nicole, only yellow and blue. cheering makes them look weird.xP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;GO GREEN！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3243077115719012052?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3243077115719012052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3243077115719012052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3243077115719012052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3243077115719012052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-day-is-just-few-more-hours-away.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3259954702235424942</id><published>2007-04-24T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T20:18:59.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CHYIFANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;200 POUND BEAUTY WAS FABULOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I GOT FULL MARKS FOR AMATH TEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things can happen within two days.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with chyifang darling's birthday. she didnt have a party but i sent her an sms! and passed her a prezzie today. hope she likes it.. kind of cheapo la but im not rich so yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for 200 pound beauty, it was fantasticfabulous! super nice. went to lido on monday, it was a holiday, with eehui, vivian and si'en to watch it. so sad tancheng cant make it.:( if not the day will be near perfect. anyway, we watched the fantastic show with fabulous songs which made us laugh ferociously LOUD. and it seems like we're the noisiest. the show wasnt just a comedy, but a romance as well. made me cry at certain parts because i thought i could kind of relate to it. xP then after that we went with eehui to her dental appointment then went over to the esplanade which was kind of a random decision. just walked around and went to marina square. walked around and had ice cream at macs with loads of chocolate fudge requested by eehui! then we were talking to pure and innocent si'en about stuff. yeah &lt;strong&gt;stuff&lt;/strong&gt;. and she was super slow.&lt;br /&gt;went to the toilet and this eehui's feet were sore from her wedges so i swopped shoes with her. and so obviously my feet are fatter thus, suffering more pain than her in a shorter time. oh wells. im a nice friend. and we bought keychains!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! i got full marks for amath test! though lots of people got it but im super satisfied with myself la! but now, there's the emaths test which will change my mood. but i shall live with the present and not look forward to the future!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's sports day rehearsal was fun. i was supposed to be the guest of honour la! but that mrs cheong snatched it from me.:( anyway, vivian, jiemin, three primary girls and i were the escorts! four green house and one blue and the other yellow! GREEN GARRISON! though i agree we were terrible this year. but we shall lose with style.XD and i got perfect view. will be with the guests and guess what? the people who are performing are performing for... the guests! SO IT'S LIKE FABULOUS VIEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was a talk after school about shen diao which i didnt read or watch. so i was kind of lost but the speaker was hilarious! so was quite fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im looking forward to sports day and city duathlon! WHOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3259954702235424942?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3259954702235424942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3259954702235424942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3259954702235424942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3259954702235424942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-belated-birthday-chyifang-200.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8463307094653708634</id><published>2007-04-22T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T09:20:14.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIATHLON YESTERDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning and huipin's dad fetched us there. i was supposedly following roxanne but since huipin was kind of earlier so i followed them which caused them to make a u-turn and further delayed jamie's departure time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there at 9.30 and went to change into the shirt provided. BIGBIG tee. anyway, smart me was the only one wearing shorts and slippers. perfect. i was supposed to be in the same group as them-- drink station 3. but drink station 1's people were all kind of late and they had only four people. so i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sacrificed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; myself to join their group. and gosh, i can still see the looks on the librarians faces. oh wells. but i guess it was worth it. VERY WORTH IT. made new friends.(: and that is like one of the best thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then we set up the station and the late people, who were from hwachong appeared. and that is, right after we set up every single thing, which is a lot-- cartons of 1.5 litre bottles, cartons of H2O, tables, ice boxes, and 9 bags of 18kg ice. and they just popped out after that and to make it worse, they kept all to themself, so antisocial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got to know each other more: felicia, ziyin, jixiang, weeloong. fun people. and felicia's from peirce! NEARNEAR! serving the drinks were quite fun and eehui and jesmine joined us after they finished their swim marshal duty, since the swim was only in the beginning of the race. and as usual, st nicks people are super duper SOCIABLE and made friends with my team members. and i started the 'water games'! super fun splashing on each other especially JIXIANG. hahahs. then everybody got wet and we realised that the only person not wet was the one who 'ordered' us around--FELICIA! so we started attacking her! was so so fun. then we had to pack up and we realised that the hwachong people somehow sneaked off while we were fooling around and left us to pack up on our own. WOW. fine. stuck up people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after packing, we signed out, exchanged numbers and everybody left. eehui and jesmine wanted me to go home by bus with them but i didnt want to go home so soon, so i stayed to play with ziyin and waited for the librarians and hitched a ride home. i waited for about 45 minutes and stoned there la. but by the time i reached home, eehui called me aftter 20 minutes and she was still on the bus! wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the biathlon was super fun and seeing people run makes me want to run too. but sadly, im not that fit. xP and i signed up for city duathlon too! yayness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8463307094653708634?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8463307094653708634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8463307094653708634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8463307094653708634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8463307094653708634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/biathlon-yesterday-was-super-fun-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6748822413412387158</id><published>2007-04-20T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T19:09:59.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOU MADE EVERYTHING WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how much i love sweeping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how dirty our class is.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how the markers go empty so often.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how many newspapers there are.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how much stuff we leave in school.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how much dust the green board produces.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how many sweet wrappers are flying around.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how many forms are lying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how many shoebags are in the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how lucky i am to have nice friends.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how nice my three charitian friends are.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how gorgeous isabelle made the esplanade to be.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how spastic vivian and eehui are.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how nice it is to meet ella at j8.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how tough it is coping with life.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how much i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how tough it will be just to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6748822413412387158?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6748822413412387158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6748822413412387158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6748822413412387158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6748822413412387158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-made-everything-wonderful-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2784108688354497265</id><published>2007-04-18T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:18:59.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DIARY CRAZE!&lt;br /&gt;here it goes all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised so many people are writing diaries so i shall do it. again. haha! the previous few died. and so many people are decorating their school diaries so i shall too.(: go with the flow.. not copycat ok?xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was a super guai girl! I DID MY MATHS HOMEWORK! AND A FEW AT ONE GO SOMEMORE! i feel so man zu.(: this is like a MIRACLE because i havent been doing my maths homework since sec two? actually since primary school la, depending on the teacher. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was kind of fun. i brought loads of sweets and titbits and they just halved in quantity when i came back from higher chinese lesson. oh wells. my class is just like that.(: i was super SPASTIC today. acted STUPID like the whole day la! and made everybody laugh at me. but that makes me happy too.(: though it may seem humiliating to some people, it seems fine to me. being the clown has a good thing, i wont really be that outcasted. they'll accept me more. i love secondary life. it's so different from my primary school life. it saved me from being an outcast for my entire life. and all this changed after i landed up in-- one purity 05'xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, vivian and i went to j8 again (kind of routine every monday and wednesday). wanted to go study but realised that we have to buy someone her present! so we did! and there was popular sale so i bought cheap cheap notebooks. AHH. this shows how much of a notebook fan i am. HUGE FAN OF NOTEBOOKS. but no money for the super nice kinds. shall stick to the cheap ones for the time being then, anyway, they satisfy me all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i miss my EYECANDY. even though i just saw him like last week? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cheong yeeyin ah! stop saying that he's my boyfriend la! mr seth tan talk about going steady then you tell like the whole class?! get it clear:&lt;br /&gt;one. he is NOT my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;two. he is NOT my type.&lt;br /&gt;three. gosh. DO I LOOK LIKE IM ATTACHED?&lt;br /&gt;four. i dont like him.&lt;br /&gt;five. i got my girlfriends k? cannot betray them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets emphasize it. I LOVE LOVE LOVE MY GIRLFRIENDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2784108688354497265?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2784108688354497265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2784108688354497265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2784108688354497265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2784108688354497265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/diary-craze-here-it-goes-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3749520683495552419</id><published>2007-04-17T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:16:33.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCORPIO - The Addict&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humour.Energetic. Predict future. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships. Great listeners. Talkative. Romantic. Caring.  One of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not &lt;strong&gt;totally &lt;/strong&gt;correct but yeah, i know im &lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;/strong&gt; and obviously i love to joke and have a good sense of humour. &lt;em&gt;im the clown remember? &lt;/em&gt;i am super energetic or what you can say hyper or &lt;strong&gt;zi high. &lt;/strong&gt;im quite easygoing and i guess i am a good listener due to the fact that im always on the phone for so long. and that sort of also says that i &lt;strong&gt;talkative&lt;/strong&gt; and that's the &lt;strong&gt;TRUTH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the others, i shall not say any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking pissed and sort of disappointed. or should i say, &lt;strong&gt;very very disappointed. &lt;/strong&gt;not that i had high hopes, but it's just that, i sort of have the intuition that we'll make it. and i &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; we will but the thing it, everything just starts crashing down, and piling up on me. the emotions is just overwhelming. i just dont know how i really feel adding to the confusion. i dont know whether to blame you or not. it's just not your fault, perhaps it is because you were a bit too foolish on your part to start making decisions on the last day. but seriously, i dont know whether to forgive you or not. i did not say that you did not do anything at all. just that, i really worked quite hard for this. ive stayed up practically every night. hoping to buy raw materials cheap, only to stop when i realised i was neglecting my school work. but everything just ended abruptly, without me knowing, at the last minute, that our chances were gone. i knew we had a 90% chance of getting into the semifinals, and get our cca points, and all of a sudden, it became 0%. and what i cannot understand, or accept, is that zhuwei's group who only played for two days or so and gave up got in and we didnt. FINE. i just have to accept the fate that we're just unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this competition really made me understand isabelle more. and pull us closer together. &lt;em&gt;and it's not that we're ganging up against you. but we really dont know how to accept the fact that you ruined our hard work.&lt;/em&gt; and thanks to isabelle, i love the esplanade.(: i want to go to the esplanade, now have to plan my schedule because i have to go to esplanade with both isabelle and vivian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two very important people are having their birthday soon. guess who? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3749520683495552419?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3749520683495552419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3749520683495552419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3749520683495552419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3749520683495552419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/scorpio-addict-extremely-adorable.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4494738484164169569</id><published>2007-04-12T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T21:10:58.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;THREE CHARITY GOT THIRD FOR DANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOTS~! we didnt really do very well but i guess overall it was fine!(: and the costumes for the girls turned out really nice and the guys looked like girls still. haha! and the hair gel didnt work because as we were the first group, we had to stand and get ready and the curtains were to be drawn. super hot and was perspiring like mad. like pouring! and we were so nervous and lijie and i were like kind of slow for the beat. but according to the audience, caralyn and dawn were a bit too fast. but still we won! quite a big surprise to us since we were really quite last minute and we didnt do that well. but this time the sec three charity showed that we can do it!(: and the people in the cultural performance group(polish dance): furball, beckie, qimin, christine, sheila, huishan, blanche, valentia, caralyn, dawn, lijie, faith, stephanie and last but not least, ME. hahahs. and a lot of people were staring at me because of my pants. BRIGHT ORANGE. urghs. and lijie forgot the dance steps and she was stoning there.xPxP but i loved this though i got dizzy. but yeah, THREE CHARITY ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to run 5 rounds for PE. dont really recall my timing but it was either 11.09 or 12.09. not bad considering the fact that i was super tired from running yesterday and dancing. and i felt kind of dizzy as well. but yeah good job to me. and we trained arm today by hanging on the bar. was too tired and couldnt really do it. then we did standing broad jump and woahs! i jumped 162!! first time in three years or perhaps four! whoots~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for cca today was quite slack la. rushed to arrange the tables and chairs and mpr and mrs sherwood was having her lesson. then after arranging, i went to the father barre with roxanne to welcome the serangoon secondary people and they were late by more than half an hour. and they came from avenue two gate instead and we had to run all the way there. stupid people. then the mpr couldnt be used because the dumb ld people snatched it away though they didnt book it at all. urghs. waste my effort. HATE LD. then just slacked in the library room and gossiped. the library jacket cant be done! and I STRONGLY OBJECT TO LIBRARY TEE! and guess what, IM THE ONE DOING THE TEE/JACKET. goshh. whats the whole point? i wont even wear it to cca. wont even want to change into it. i think walking around in library tee and pe shorts is yuck. UTTERLY DISGUSTING. but what to do? i have no say at all. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my phone! not new one la. my auntie bought new phone then gave me her old one. at least better than my laopok one. this has bluetooth kay?! hahahs. and yayness! my father asked me whether i wanted his n70 or this samsung one. chose the samsung one because the n70 is just going to rip my pocket further. my pocket has a big hole.. ripriprip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4494738484164169569?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4494738484164169569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4494738484164169569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4494738484164169569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4494738484164169569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/three-charity-got-third-for-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2379511963002918776</id><published>2007-04-11T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:17:56.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once i find my motivation, i will cherish it and treat it more important than my life, whether it comes in living form or non-living form. why? because i took ages to find it. im taking like fifteen years to find that motivation to live life with an aim, it may take longer. but who cares? im so going to treasure it when it comes knocking at my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow's international friendship dance and im so going to screw it up. and my partner dont even want to practice seriously. i dont mind because im always making a fool of myself. she'll lose face totally, not my problem either. i was being serious and trying my best. and she just took the whole thing as a circus act. fine. and im so going to puke tomorrow, or maybe get so dizzy that i faint. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a terrible day and i dont want to talk about it. and.. when did my days turn out good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like changing my url. but it seems that im starting to grow attached to this blog url. not like the previous few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the competition is dumb. it's fine again. so dumb. and we havent sold a single car. so lan. DIEDIE. and some idiotic people are not contributing. why? because they say they dont know how to play. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A TEAM EFFORT. NOT A PAIR EFFORT. though i'll prefer if you two didnt touch it at all. at least ask about it, NOT BLAME US WHEN WE HAVENT SOLD ANYTHING. you two better get out of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's library tomorrow. i better remember to go and arrange the tables in mpr. i better remember to go welcome the people coming here for friendly match. i better remember to go watch my fair lady and help out. i better be sure that i arrange the tables by 3.30 and be at the screening at 2.45. and i am sure that that is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my speech wasnt supposed to be today! it's tomorro's first spreaker! but we had time so i did my speech too. AND I WAS SO NOT PREPARED. and i screwed it up and started trembling like mad. GOSH. THIS MAJOR STAGE FRIGHT IS KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and andrea pang said maybe all of us will go for the slc and some of us might be facils! SO COOL! andrea, MEMEME! I WANT!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i desperately want to change my phone.xDxD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2379511963002918776?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2379511963002918776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2379511963002918776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2379511963002918776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2379511963002918776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/once-i-find-my-motivation-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-7695438896128604675</id><published>2007-04-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:03:33.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. in less than 30 minutes, all because i clicked refresh, the same car was made TWICE. and money was spent TWICE. NINETY MILLION FROM OUR TWO HUNDRED MILLION GONE. i hate this dumb game. so lan and so DUMB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-7695438896128604675?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/7695438896128604675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=7695438896128604675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7695438896128604675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7695438896128604675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5979947664879780234</id><published>2007-04-08T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:47:50.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im super pissed with myself. i just cant bring myself to do work. 真是死性难改!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so so sorry to vivian, my dear dear one and only best bestie.. so sorry for sounding so cold to you and the phone. so sorry for sounding so pissed all the time. so sorry for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through a really difficult time now. a mental fight with myself. like the devil and angel fighting inside. this will be a really tough fight and both 'teams' have good defense skills, im not sure which will emerge as the winner. but i sure hope it'll be the angel. but being in this class can be really demoralising. and having demoralising teachers, it's a lot worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5979947664879780234?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5979947664879780234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5979947664879780234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5979947664879780234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5979947664879780234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-super-pissed-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8405002787239175200</id><published>2007-04-07T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T19:05:08.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive decided that i shall get an L1R5 of 10-15 by the end of the year. so i'll get perfect score by next year!XD because it's sort of the trend. people who do well at the end of sec 3 rarely do well in sec 4. so i shant do too well. though it's already quite a challenge. and i dont know what's up with me. all the study-talk but no action. something like that la. perhaps i'll get my motivation and my goal soon. it's horrible living without an aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love library! so fun talking during cca, ive realised, especially with the young ones. and laughing at the astroboy scrabble teacher. hahahs. and hearing us shouting from one point to other point. quite fun la. and library is so not quiet during cca. why? because librarians are interactive, or you can call it talkative.XDXD and it's really hilarious la. but library is getting fun with the juniors!:)) especially the sec ones in the english group.xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8405002787239175200?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8405002787239175200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8405002787239175200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8405002787239175200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8405002787239175200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-decided-that-i-shall-get-l1r5-of-10.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3343725774095973598</id><published>2007-04-07T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T22:20:30.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at times like this, i guess i should just accept her. she's quite ok actually. i should be more neutral towards her. and also, i sort of agree with her. but i really cannot control myself. talking is like my life, my mood. my besties know my mood from the amount i talk everyday. when i talk a lot a lot, it's either im very happy or im very sad. and i always believe that one day, all this talking will stop, and i dont want to waste the time to talk now.&lt;br /&gt;she was betrayed but in my case, i sort of got pulled into the fact that i was the betrayer. every year the same thing happens and it's always none of my business but somehow the blame was always put on me and i became a betrayer. and somehow i miss them a lot a lot. sometimes i think of them really a lot, but us going back together, impossible. but im happy enough to know that we have a past and that is something worth for me to look back on and im happy that i remember the details clearly in my head.&lt;br /&gt;at times like this, thinking of the darlings-dears-dearies cheers me up. thank you to all of you-- vivian darling, eehui darling, si'en darling, tancheng darling, thalia darling, vanessa darling, dorcas darling, delphine dear, joan dearie(gay), yanlin darling, ann yeoh dear and chyifang dear. just realised how many darlings-dears-dearies i have but im glad i have them with me. ((:&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden, post-psc blues are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot LOUISA DEARIE!! anyway, there's also LOUISA DEARIE AND OLLIE DEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3343725774095973598?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3343725774095973598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3343725774095973598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3343725774095973598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3343725774095973598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/at-times-like-this-i-guess-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8839902581592117603</id><published>2007-04-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:14:37.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我寻找的平静&lt;br /&gt;是我将来看电影&lt;br /&gt;带着一颗平常心&lt;br /&gt;不必为谁心碎闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;我需要的平静&lt;br /&gt;是敢回头看曾经&lt;br /&gt;那些为爱患得患失的情景&lt;br /&gt;我选择忘记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cultural performance meeting today. thought there'll be lots of people but not really la. only got furball, dawn, qimin, caralyn, sheila and huishan. we gathered at kebun baru cc then huishan and sheila went off and the rest of us went to furball's house. got the dance done after the whole afternoon. like from one to six thirty? five and a half hours. wow. i felt quite left out though since they partnered each other but i was fine looking at them dance and giving remarks. i wasn't really left out but i was feeling kind of awkward since i thought they might find me kind of useless. sorry guys. anyway, our dance is really difficult to remember because the steps are all so so so similar and so twisty and turny. we'll all go topsy turvy and get flung down the stage! kidding.xP but it's quite cute la. hope it turns out nice!&lt;br /&gt;before that, i brought megan and tancheng to eat my father's noodles. hope it's nice though i thought today's noodles was not up to standard. :/ but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;im so looking forward to some stuff which i dont even know. i just feel that something's going to happen.(: hope it's good though. but somehow i can tell that it wont be because i can picture ms quek making me cry. again. why must she repeat history again and again? leave me alone la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8839902581592117603?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8839902581592117603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8839902581592117603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8839902581592117603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8839902581592117603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-for-cultural-performance-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-7092238534351012134</id><published>2007-04-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:32:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was such a fun day sitting with deborah and yeeyin! how ironic! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pmb photos are up on the board! and i look like a happy lee kuan yew declaring independence! and delphine look like a really nice dad with three kids! so kawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually nothing to blog about. except the fact that &lt;em&gt;someone's going to sao mu&lt;/em&gt; and pangseh-ing me. pissed la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i dont mind going to eat with tancheng in the morning, perhaps, then go kebun baru for dance! polish dance! whoots~! fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-7092238534351012134?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/7092238534351012134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=7092238534351012134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7092238534351012134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7092238534351012134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-such-fun-day-sitting-with.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5620794466599241808</id><published>2007-04-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:14:55.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yourdeathisdue.wordpress.com"&gt;www.yourdeathisdue.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and laugh your heads off. my tablemate is just so special. so special indeed. i really have loads of fun gossiping about her infatuation with miss seow and that's seriously a hot topic during gossips. kai kou bi kou also miss seow here, miss seow there. also not like im crazy over miss seow.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, have you ever heard of something called FREEDOM OF SPEECH. it's my problem if i want to talk. none of your business. ive been putting up with your 5 vulgarities in a sentence of 10 words. why? because i believe in freedom of speech. so shut up and close your ears.&lt;br /&gt;think that you're very attentive during lessons arh? beatboxing during lessons? wow. that is very very attentive. fantastic. and im super happy that you're aiming for a seven for o levels. then thats good. because i know you will never ever reach that target. and that's good news. and i bet this is going to make you work harder. that's fine with me. because you are seriously non-existant in the entire class. eh no.. you ARE existant but as a PEST.&lt;br /&gt;and my friends are all precious to me, even though they might not treat me like their good friends. i just like big groups and not the same old friend though i still need my trusty ol' friends like vivian, eehui, si'en and tancheng.&lt;br /&gt;and im so not going to bother you anymore. that is, if you ignore me.XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5620794466599241808?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5620794466599241808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5620794466599241808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5620794466599241808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5620794466599241808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/www.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1308969316496087872</id><published>2007-04-04T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:23:07.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AW WENHAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be too sad about syf ok?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and st nicks got gold for CO. not gold with honours but not bad le la. better than copper or brass for ccs.(a lame thing la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im starting to hope that i'll fail o levels. and i dont want to go jc, dont want to go poly, just want to stay at home and start rotting. im a person who cant take pressure at all. like almost 100% cant take it. and now you're putting pressure on me and seriously, it is DEMORALISING. fine la, since i dont even think you think about what i feel. so just continue lecturing me practically every single day. gosh, im starting to hate you. and hate is not a wonderful feeling. and thanks to vivian and eehui! love you loads. and that, love, is a wonderful feeling.XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is officially the emo-est week ive ever had in my entire life. freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont see the point in doing all these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;learning all these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;going crazy over everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when it's just going to end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh-so-soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1308969316496087872?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1308969316496087872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1308969316496087872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1308969316496087872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1308969316496087872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-to-aw-wenhao-dont-be-too.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3409394624976057873</id><published>2007-04-03T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:32:20.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my 103th post. i blog quite frequent as i can see, taking into consideration that this blog was started on the 10th of october. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of emo these few days but im fine. and it's really very fine. been very happy today except for the fact that my tablemate keeps pissing me off and the sight of her irks me and i cant concentrate. i must learn how to pretend that she's invisible. then i'll be ever happier. and im learning to appreciate stuff around me. perhaps. a little bit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i cant get my mathematics right yet, i shall try to be a 80% guaikia. but that's super duper tough for me because im a person who lives every single day of her life like it lasts forever. but i must try la. but i still need time to relax. so 80% guaikia is fine for me. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh.. today is si'en's birthday. and though our present is not very very great la, it's the thought that counts right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOVE YOU LOADS SI'EN!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just oh-so-happy that i can skip english and house practice.xDxD though i'll much prefer to skip social studies.xP but sui bian la. i dont want to be in school. will be nice going out of school with isabelle though esther and clara are coming along.((: and my gay's birthday is coming soon! and i want to go and watch movie with her and stella su on thursday but ive got cca!:( sighs.. and i dont pon my cca though im not passionate about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;XIAO WEI GOT IN FOR CSS ROUND TWO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoots~! you're great! hope you get into the top few and have the chance to sing on national tv and give me tickets to go watch you! hahahs! must remember me! though i doubt she'll see this. hahahs. though lynn got out, lynn, you did a great job too! in fact, as long as you've tried your best, you'll have no regrets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3409394624976057873?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3409394624976057873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3409394624976057873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3409394624976057873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3409394624976057873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-my-103th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6631171293503351617</id><published>2007-04-01T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T09:42:09.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's not that im feeling stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i can't face up to the fact that i've become so dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6631171293503351617?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6631171293503351617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6631171293503351617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6631171293503351617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6631171293503351617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-not-that-im-feeling-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5717566066207359526</id><published>2007-03-31T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T17:04:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2093975789"&gt;slc photos!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done up by karon! found it on her blog. loads of photos. go have a look! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次我想更懂你我们却更有距离&lt;br /&gt;是不是都用错言语也用错了表情&lt;br /&gt;其实我想更懂你不是为了抓紧你&lt;br /&gt;我只是怕你会忘记有人永远爱着你&lt;br /&gt;in this life our love &lt;br /&gt;is in our hearts to see &lt;br /&gt;though people change the future's &lt;br /&gt;still inside of me &lt;br /&gt;we must remember that tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;comes after the dark &lt;br /&gt;but i got something trapped in my heart &lt;br /&gt;so i got something to say &lt;br /&gt;每次我想更懂你我们却更有距离&lt;br /&gt;是不是都用错言语也用错了表情&lt;br /&gt;其实我想更懂你不是为了抓紧你&lt;br /&gt;我只是怕你会忘记有人永远爱着你&lt;br /&gt;whenever you come &lt;br /&gt;whatever we talk &lt;br /&gt;and i'll be right here waiting for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5717566066207359526?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5717566066207359526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5717566066207359526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5717566066207359526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5717566066207359526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/slc-photos-done-up-by-karon-found-it-on.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-951097425887876573</id><published>2007-03-30T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:07:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SECONDARY THREE MEET THE PARENTS SESSION TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in charge of registration and i love love such events! and it was sort of a bonding event too. whatever event which involves the pmb board is a bonding session to me!(: and eehui helped out!(: seriously, she's GREAT! she was in charge of registration too.(: she should be a PREFECT! go go go, MRS CHAN NOMINATE HER! anyway, had loads of fun gossiping with charissa in the library before going to the canteen. and had fun doing duty with DD aka Delphine Dear! she looks quite fierce la. but she's not and her fingers are all injured from the report books!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing was quite tiring with all the carrying of report books and stuff. especially doris tan's stuff. she thought that since im in charge of her class for assembly, i should help her do everything too. URGHS. but im a nice person so i shall help.xD then we went to put stuff in the teachers resource room and it was super dark and DD was acting brave and she's super cute la! then we realised we took grace report books, which we were not supposed to. so vivian, eehui and i went to take and it was so dark that vivian and i started singing all the way like mad people. hahahs!xD then after the meeting, the parents went to the classrooms and vivian and i walked to every single class to give the form teachers the name lists. so nice right? i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us were mad la. acting crazy outside the drama studio and we were shh-ed so many times la. OOPS. actually once only. hehh. and we took a besties photo with charissa's phone. waiting for her to send us! YIPPPEEE!XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-951097425887876573?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/951097425887876573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=951097425887876573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/951097425887876573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/951097425887876573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/secondary-three-meet-parents-session.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2817495770309658950</id><published>2007-03-29T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T19:51:22.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love love my sec one juniors. especially the english group people.(: even though i'm not in english group, i really had fun for the past two cca days supervising them. sec ones are real cute. i love sec ones.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really pity her and understand what she's feeling. true enough, ive experienced it myself. but nothing can be done. so i came up with the conclusion: &lt;strong&gt;ignorance is bliss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed place already and guess what? im sitting with victoria and YEEYIN. im fine with victoria but you know how irritating yeeyin is? SUPER DUPER IRRITATING. gosh. im so going to SUFFER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to tomorrow's meet the parents session. will be doing registration and ive never tried that before. SO FUN!(: i just love such events where i usher and help the parents or visitors. i love interacting too.(: i think im going mad la. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention, i owe ms quek LOADS OF MATHS HOMEWORK. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate MATHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2817495770309658950?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2817495770309658950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2817495770309658950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2817495770309658950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2817495770309658950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-love-my-sec-one-juniors.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-563841275532266685</id><published>2007-03-28T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:47:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont know what to post. just felt like posting. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i did the right thing today though i think it's kind of bad la. but it's unfair to those who actually bothered. i desperately want to change group la. and im getting very pissed about everything la. cant be bothered about you all le la. a bit she's so nice but you take advantage of her. no point la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从后面拥抱最甜蜜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. and eehui arh. vivian show you her mediterranean group picture is to show you her group mates. NOT TO SHOW YOU HENRY. and for your dear dear information, HENRY IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND. i think you dont understand me enough la. (: i act scandalous only. but im not like what you think lor. tsk tsk. XP and i would like to emphasize, HENRY IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vivian, even though i have a fetish for botaks la, *AHEM* is not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyohs. i think my besties are super cute. and i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEHUI AND VIVIAN ARE RAISED FROM GOOD FRIENDS TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;BESTIES(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-563841275532266685?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/563841275532266685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=563841275532266685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/563841275532266685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/563841275532266685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-know-what-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1013516177900846373</id><published>2007-03-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:17:03.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱到爱到&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱到脑海里有一万个你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;快爆掉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你一个眼神我什么都好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;或许就是狠狠爱到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这就是电到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱到爱到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;每夜失眠脸上却还傻傻在微笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谁叫你可爱到无法救药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;让我这样狠狠爱到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the song got stuck in my head after my sister started going crazy over fahrenheit's yan ya lun. but it's quite cute. i only like the ai dao, ai dao part. hahahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate sexual education with seth tan la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Man gives love for sex and women give sex for love. It's perfectly okay if it's the right relationship." Quoted from Seth Tan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if this is the case, if i think im in the right relationship, i should just have sex with the guy many times to get lots of love. wow. i need love now. so should i go geylang and find a guy who's willing to pay to have sex with me? will earn money somemore. wow. i think my form teacher is GREAT at teaching cme la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had shotput heats just now. damn funny, out of three throws, one out of range, one foul. and still can get in finals. and i also anyhow throw de. so pro eh. hahahs. tomorrow have javelin heats. also dont know how i get in javelin and shotput de lor. also never go for tryouts. they're really desperate ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love love love my scandal partners. and sometimes i look at joan, i feel so much stress in her la. like so tired. sighs. cant do anything to help too. love you joan.&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046220132036616978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RgfGeVx3oxI/AAAAAAAAALo/9GeLAL73nxY/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;did this during english cos i was being kind of emo. and it's not this ugly la. scan out become like that. i like my handwriting there. (: and i suddenly thought of chyifang so write her name lor.(: like miss all the unity people but like what i've said before. there's always that age gap there so yeah. sadd. UNITIANS UNITE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1013516177900846373?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1013516177900846373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1013516177900846373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1013516177900846373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1013516177900846373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/song-got-stuck-in-my-head-after-my.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RgfGeVx3oxI/AAAAAAAAALo/9GeLAL73nxY/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-9035835186470824190</id><published>2007-03-25T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:10:12.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY WAS FUN-NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with vivian and henry. charmaine was supposed to go but she couldnt make it because she sprained her ankle. :( anyway, we met at 10.50 and that is super early la. because charmaine actually had something on in the afternoon so we wanted to watch stomp the yard at 12 to qian jiu her. then she couldnt make it and we realised the show was at 12.55. so we were roaming aimlessly and ate at subway. ordering subway was super funny because this henry kept popping out of nowhere. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was nice.(: quite cool la. but their zhao pai dong zuo very funny. hahahs. then henry fell asleep. because he woke up too early. and he looks cute with glasses.(: then after the movie we walked around la. and walking around with a guy is very weird. because they tend to feel a bit left out since vivian and i wanted to go to weird shops. like some kiddy shop and art friends. then henry kena told off by the employee there because he was fooling around with everything. and he damn funny la. when he touch something, something else will drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went roaming around taka and then took mrt home. chatted on the train since we sat to marina bay and back. and i was super happy because his stop was choa chu kang and i was stopping at woodlands. you ren pei le. hahahs. then we chat lor. then i vivian alighted so did i la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yepp. scandalous friendships are fun and ive lost count on how many i have. OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're just not meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so lets just give it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or you'll just start killing me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all over again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-9035835186470824190?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/9035835186470824190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=9035835186470824190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/9035835186470824190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/9035835186470824190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-was-fun-ny.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1638266275374362789</id><published>2007-03-23T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T18:32:46.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. GOT BACK A FREAKING THING TODAY ALSO KNOWN AS PPR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I CAN SAY IS THAT I DID LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHER CHINESE-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMBINED HUMANITIES-A2&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH LITERATURE-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDITIONAL MATHS-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHEMATICS-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL PERCENTAGE: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;52.8%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPECTED L1R5: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCK LIKE HELL. CAN YOU SEE HOW BAD IT IS? CAN YOU SEE THERE ARE NOT A SINGLE B AT ALL? HOW CAN I ACHIEVE MY STRAIGHT As? WHAT THE? JODIE YEO, YOU GOT TO BUCK UP OR YOU CAN JUST JUMP OFF THE BUILDING AT THE END OF NEXT YEAR. REMEMBER YOUR A1s. L1R5 MUST BE 6. AIM FOR YOUR DREAM JC. DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FREAKING PISSED WITH MYSELF LA. but yay! i got 14 points for cca le. good for a fulltime slacking librarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, titus, i didnt mean it when i said i would pass it around. it was just for entertainment la. i dont bother at all. i dont even want to know.XP so dont need to be so kancheong. just thought it would be fun to extort it from you. sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1638266275374362789?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1638266275374362789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1638266275374362789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1638266275374362789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1638266275374362789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg_23.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2069160297144360004</id><published>2007-03-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:59:48.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. i hate myself so much now. i get OBSESSED over tiny things. i was so INTERESTED in doing my maths and i went BALLISTIC after i realised i made a mistake in the second question and i realised i did not have COREECTION TAPE OR FLUID and i simply GAVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAK. i hate myself. i was in the library doing a very busy job. editing the sec ones' plus some new sec twos' book reviews. was quite busy as a lot of them were all over the place and a lot of them needed help so i was trying to maintain order and help everyone in 'distress'. and editing the works were fun. though it was very busy but it was really satisfying when everything was done. a sense of ACHIEVEMENT. that's one thing to like about myself. i love being busy in the library.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised how freaky it feels like to have somebody calling you on the phone:&lt;br /&gt;：hello. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;猜我是谁？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me：&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谁？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;：&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;猜啦&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;me：&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谁？说啦。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;：&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哈哈。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me：？&lt;br /&gt;：&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;宝贝。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. henry can be so so scary. i only recognised the baobei la. because i never heard his voice before. unless you count his sissy voice during the concert. hahahs. but he's kind of random la. it was a pleasant surprise though. including the baobei part.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting super emo nowadays. cried for a whole hour yesterday. over my own stupidity. over my home. over my MATHS homework because i couldnt find a place to do. and over everything little thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i seriously want to love myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it seems to get harder and harder everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how can i love you when it's a challenge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to love myself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2069160297144360004?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2069160297144360004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2069160297144360004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2069160297144360004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2069160297144360004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8596198212924804078</id><published>2007-03-21T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:36:21.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谁还记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;以前的一句话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;过了太久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's started and i finally passed a maths test and that is after failing about 6 or 7. whoots~! and im going to start working hard for my studies as i finally realised time's passing really fast and to achieve my straight As for o levels, i got to start working on it now. but gradually that is since i cant do it just yet. oh wells. tough work for me but i shall give it my best. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivian: so so sorry that i kind of laughed at *ahem*, but i didnt really mean it la. just thought it was funny. the statement was funny not the person. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay! we're going to join the virtual business competition and we'll be going to hwachong for the briefing on the 4th of april. so cool! hope we win the competition though. *cross fingers* but yeah. i'll have fun. and im so so so so so happy about it. vivian knows why! hahahs~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8596198212924804078?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8596198212924804078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8596198212924804078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8596198212924804078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8596198212924804078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/schools-started-and-i-finally-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6368802248993841592</id><published>2007-03-18T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:03:19.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;XIAOWEI GOT IN FOR CSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whooots~! now we got two prefects inside css! jiayou for round two! like what i said, SNPB will always support you two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6368802248993841592?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6368802248993841592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6368802248993841592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6368802248993841592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6368802248993841592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/xiaowei-got-in-for-css-whooots-now-we.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-731742395380003634</id><published>2007-03-18T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:40:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahs. titus ah, i blog super regularly at times only la. depends on whether i get to use the computer la. you visit my blog quite regularly ah! my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;忠实粉丝&lt;/span&gt;! hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. so much homework to clear and no motivation at all. oops. too bad la, im not a studious person to start with. so now i must slowly inch my way to become a studious person so i will do well for exams! reach my short term goal which is to get Bs and above for every single subject. which ive never achieved due to the fact that maths, geography, literature and chinese always pull me down. but currently, i got a new interest in geography! so that'll be up! as for maths and literature and chinese, it'll still be down but im working on it! jiayou jodie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the Potential&lt;br /&gt;Encourage the Capable&lt;br /&gt;Achieve the Impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i MIGHT have the potential but i'll continue ENCOURAGING myself to achieve the IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-731742395380003634?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/731742395380003634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=731742395380003634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/731742395380003634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/731742395380003634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/hahahs.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4411282745783250110</id><published>2007-03-17T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:50:05.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;CAI HONG LIANG IS THIS SUPER NICE GUY I MET THROUGH PSC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is was just this fateful day, during the second day of psc, during concert, BERING sat next to KARA. and i landed right next to HIM! as i was sitting next to AW WENHAO, since they were both from hwachong, we all started chatting. it happens that we're both equally crazy and hyper and of alike personalities! and he's this super nice guy who replies to me on msn! not like some other mei liang xin de people who ignores me. but this does not include HENRY! who's chatting like mad to me now. hahahs. CAI HONG LIANG AH. kara kara kara, ok ok ok, karaoke, karaoke, karaoke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4411282745783250110?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4411282745783250110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4411282745783250110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4411282745783250110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4411282745783250110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/cai-hong-liang-is-this-super-nice-guy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-7945110238815242678</id><published>2007-03-17T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:05:04.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LYNN GOT IN FOR CSS~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYNN, SNPB WILL SUPPORT YOU ALL THE WAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard who else were joining, i freaked out. i didnt even know they knew chinese songs. oops. anyway, jiayou people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;永远支持你！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-35774684.post-642596687737167364</id><published>2007-03-17T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T12:58:49.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你能体谅我有雨天&lt;br /&gt;偶尔胆怯你都了解&lt;br /&gt;过去那些大雨落下的瞬间&lt;br /&gt;我突然发现&lt;br /&gt;谁能体谅我的雨天&lt;br /&gt;所以情愿回你身边&lt;br /&gt;此刻脚步会慢一些&lt;br /&gt;如此坚决&lt;br /&gt;你却越来越远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid school cheated my feelings. declared monday a holiday but did not issue form.)): i shall not trust the school anymore! now i have lesser time to finish my homework. especially my maths. sorry ms quek.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss BERING so much. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, kara already had a gathering! so jealous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我不够资格安慰你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只好在一旁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;袖手旁观&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-642596687737167364?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/642596687737167364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=642596687737167364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/642596687737167364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/642596687737167364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你会像光，一直在我身旁吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-238192792099450828?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/238192792099450828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=238192792099450828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/238192792099450828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/238192792099450828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/light-is-so-significant.html' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfoFsDpLbnI/AAAAAAAAALY/PLnWRyMcaGk/s1600-h/memories+for+forever+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042348987245096562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfoFsDpLbnI/AAAAAAAAALY/PLnWRyMcaGk/s320/memories+for+forever+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfoFtjpLboI/AAAAAAAAALg/zv4auBumh74/s1600-h/memories+for+forever+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042349013014900354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfoFtjpLboI/AAAAAAAAALg/zv4auBumh74/s320/memories+for+forever+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfoEyjpLbhI/AAAAAAAAAKo/w5ua6q3tTWU/s1600-h/memories+for+forever+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有一束光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那瞬间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是什么痛得刺眼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你的视线是谅解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什么舍不得熄灭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我逆着光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;却看见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那是泪光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那力量&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我不想再去抵挡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;面对希望逆着光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;感觉爱存在的地方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一直就在我身旁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我以为无路后退&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;反复证明这份爱有多不对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;背对着你如此漆黑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;忍住疲惫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;睁开眼打开窗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;才发现你就是光芒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POST-PSC blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghs. anyway, realised&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 逆光&lt;/span&gt; was nice! im so bored. and it's still early in the morning and im waiting for my breakfast. and im going to go do homework with my besties later at bishan library. and most probably I'LL BE LATE. whoops. i dont know what to do abboouurriiitt. -shrugs- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;realised i havent posted the pics that we took on RIPI, before going to RI that is. some candid photos la. and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 自恋&lt;/span&gt; vivian! hahahs. so i posted them le! hehehs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PSC的好处实在太多了！思灵，你说对不对？((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-197722927784309771?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/197722927784309771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=197722927784309771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/197722927784309771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/197722927784309771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-psc-blues-arghs.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfoFrjpLbmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l-73OpQ2H6Y/s72-c/memories+for+forever+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5680390287952962851</id><published>2007-03-15T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:48:07.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;读了爱情小说，看了好友甜蜜地谈恋爱又大力地从天堂掉了下来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱一个人是什么感觉？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是不是当喜欢的对象不在身边时，心里好像有许多蝴蝶飞来飞去？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果是的话，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;蝴蝶们，飞走吧。还你自由。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5680390287952962851?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5680390287952962851/comments/default' title='Post 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfiSrTpLaTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fOSciXmc_vs/s1600-h/memories+for+forever+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041941055546288434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfiSrTpLaTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fOSciXmc_vs/s320/memories+for+forever+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041941064136223042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfiSrzpLaUI/AAAAAAAAABA/WLo6H6XFrbQ/s320/memories+for+forever+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;back from Peer Support Convention aka PSC 07'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just uploading all my pictures up from the convention just in case anybody wants to get entertained by the photos. if there are repetition of solo photos of some certain people, there are no special reasons as in why that certain person has so many photos. they are all CANDID shots.&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun and i didnt want to go home. i cant believe i was considering not to go since i was so tired out for the slc but im GLAD that i went. it's like a once in a lifetime experience for me and i learnt quite a lot of values from this camp and most importantly, a group of GREAT friends! even though i have to wake up at 5 plus every morning and go to rgs, i dont wake up thinking that i must wake up early again.. instead, i jump out of bed and get hyped up just by thinking that there's PSC today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached there and queued up for registration and payment. went into the CLC and saw my group mates for the first time--BERING. sat there and stoned. marcus our facil squatted down at a side and kept smiling, so i smiled back lor. did that for like 2 minutes? then i smiled at my other group members like christabel and wenhao. wenhao was super funny though, smiling his trademark smile, the retarded looking one. hahahs. the convention started and we had to introduce ourselves to each other and the people in BERING are-- christabel, maisie, ella, alexys, wenhao, wenloong, titus, martin, john, yijin and our facils, sherrie and marcus! all of us were quite stonish already especially our stonefish--ella. but both of us talked quite a lot together with all the girls. our group was always separated into the boys side and the girls side. we had station games and it was quite fun doing our cheers and playing games as a group. though the training session was kind of boring but we still had loads of fun. and i was super dumb la. i didnt know what was a peer support leader. but i found out in the end. so us perfects are NOT peer support leaders. we're SCHOOL support leaders most of the time and PEER support leaders at others. hmm... and concert preparation was quite interesting especially the weird ideas our group had. and most importantly, we got to know each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ella didnt come!!!:( scavenger hunt was super duper fun. we were searching through bushes for the bonus flags and we were so smart not to bother about those people trying to trick us into taking the flag they are holding though it's a specimen flag. and we managed to find all of the flags as well as most of the items. we got 157 points and thats the highest!! we had preparation for our concert item and we decided on most of the stuff and i was a starfish! like what titus said, the starfish is very enthusiastic, JUST LIKE ME. whoots~! and i found out that andrea pang's scandal partner, haojie, was there at the PSC! omg. so coincidental. i had fun teasing him though i know that it's just RUMOURS. rumours are mostly untrue though. but teasing him was fun. BUT after martin started to put wenhao and i together, i decided not to harp about that rumour. nice me. dinner was not provided so we were to fareast to eat burger king. luckily, we were kind of early and there were seats. on our way back to rgs, it started raining very very heavily,and we had to run in the rain. bering was split up as we didnt manage to squeeze into the bus as there were a lot of other groups too. so we waited at the bus stop for them. they couldnt open the sidegate at the bus stop as they had only one security guard and he was guarding the main gate. so we had to run in the rain again. but it was kind of fun running as a group in the rain. and we were drenched totally! we settled down in the hall and i sat with wenhao and his friend hong liang. had lots of fun laughing at other performances and criticising some. hahahs. and hong liang super funny la, say that girl looked very qian bian and that her eyes very small etc. our performance went on fine and yijin the seahorse was the most entertaining. went home quite late and was super tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last and final day. :( and ella didnt come again.. i reached quite early and we were all quite stonish till wenhao came. that martin was still teasing so i asked wenhao to sit away from me instead of sitting next to me everyday so that he will stop teasing. then that martin was like," if you sit next to her means nothing is going on." and that blur person still go sit next to me. it's a trick la. so lame. and then for the training session, he went to sit with his hwachong friends and martin was like," your boyfriend not here, you very sad right?" duh no. only nobody entertain me ma.. but steven entertained me. hahahs. then that martin put steven and i together. he very free hor. im so not interested can? you think i so chio meh, can have so many scandals. then we had prize presentation and we got a group photo as a token of appreciation sort of thing. and BERING was FIRST!!! whooots~! then we had some painting game and our hands were so dirty as we were supposed to used our hands. but it was kind of fun. then we had a song session and it was very fun and kind of tiring since we had to keep jumping like mad people. hahahs. then came the end and we were so sad that we had to leave each other. but we went for lunch together at macs at taka. chatted a lot. and we moved from place to place. chatted till about 5. so long eh.. but cant believe that we're not going to see each other for a long time after seeing each other consecutively for three whole days. so yi yi bu she. but there's always an end to all happy things. this convention was really fun and BERING had really fun and nice people. XD also, i got to know vivian and shernin better and our friendship has really gone to greater heights. :D i hope BERING can meet up soon!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of love to every PSC participant! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2949968793656882448?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2949968793656882448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2949968793656882448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2949968793656882448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2949968793656882448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-peer-support-convention-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RfibMTpLbHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NWHGvrsXIdU/s72-c/memories+for+forever+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5650975514178241050</id><published>2007-03-11T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T17:42:03.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from sarimbun slc! didnt have full enjoyment but had fun with most of the activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met in school and was introduced to the big shots of the camp site as well as our trainer, benny for group two and yin hong for group one. im in group two by the way. then we left for sarimbun scout camp. SUPER ULU! and sandy on the way. so first day we had outdoor cooking. the food sucks. not even cooked. then we went for sarimbun hunt. super lame. walk super far just to play a game at each station. but i had fun even though it was walking and it was super hot. i got sun burnt but nevermind. im tan!!! WHOOTS~! i love my new tan! then we walked with miss stella and she's super cute. DUH right? that benny was flirting with her la. and HE'S SO FREAKING UGLY LIKE A HIPPO STUCK IN MUD? don't even think about miss stella LOSER. then he kept picking on me during the hunt. WTH?! i didnt really do anything. i hate him! song session was really funny. the people leading was super fun and i think their actions super cute! hahahs!one of the trainer called ming ming or something like that was acting sissy. super hilarious. the guys at the camp are all super good at acting sissy. hahahs! then we had night hike also. so lame walking in the dark to this patch of grass and gazing at the stars. so lame. then so muddy. YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had all the fun stuff. rafting was quite ok but kayaking was FABULOUS! superb! did with eileen and it was super fun. we had to stand on the kayak. so funny. caralyn and becky overturned! and so many people got cut. except for ME. hehehs. then we went back and changed for rock wall. so many people went to bathe. and we were late for about 45 minutes. and we had to wait there for those who were bathing. waste our time and caused a few of us to be not able to try. then we had zipline! SUPER FUN! WHOOTS~! i was quite scared but i jumped off. super scary at the beginning but it was very fun. then they pushed the trolley and that stupid benny asked me to step on the stairs but i couldnt reach and he yelled at me. then i managed to step and he asked me not to move. then i didnt and caused me to knocked onto the steps because they pushed the trolley. yelled at me AGAIN. stupid ass. then it was the high elements thingy. i did the easiest one la. but we had to jump from one log to another. quite scary. but the rest were worse. luckily it's not a must to try. then was archery. i cant shoot for god's sake. didnt even fly far. all like 2 metres away. so malu. the instructer was super cute! she kept talking about food. but i wasnt tempted though. but she's really nice and cute. and reminds me of AZW and my craze over AZW. too bad she not from our school or i'll do the same to her like i did to AZW. campfire was ok la. we were sitting on a red ant's nest! but they went away after we sprayed insect repellant. then we had sng idol. the singing all sucks la. the winner sang as if she was shitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had team building and i opted out and benny kept picking on me again. freak la. YOU SO FREE AH? then i started to shut up. then for challenge valley. it was super tough for a fat person like me to go through the tyre tunnel. the slide into the milo pool was fun! and our instructor, acidic, was nice! then we changed and packed our stuff. went for lunch and had to clean up the multipurpose hall. super sandy. a bit the DUH. the whole campsite is sand. swept like siao also no difference. and mrs sng helped me a bit. i told zhang laoshi that staples were much better to sweep. XP then we had to work as labourers to carry stuff. and we didnt have a chance to buy a sovenir at all. stupid benny la. then the whole cohort gathered at the multipurpose hall and we had to do a survey and write comments about our trainers. for benny i wrote: "super boring. he thinks he's funny when he's not. dampened our spirits. IRRITATING." hahahs. but that's the truth la. so we boarded the bus and i sat alone. and five hope girls came over. and DORCAS was one of them. whoootssss~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;generally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love going around calling people darling. like XXX-darling. vicki suggested i drop the last word. NO WAY. XD and i love going around hugging people. especially yanlin and DORCAS. dorcas was giving out food for dinner so before the dinner started i went to hang out with her and she was singing la. so hilarious. then i hugged her dont know how many times also. love her loads! shower time was sucky. toilets filled of shit and ammonia. stinks like hell. and people bathe so slowly. pukes* the teachers are nice to bully especially LWW and AWONG. i chatted with lww. he damn funny. and i heard that awong flipped the boat too. and the guy had to save him. and he was so heavy that the guy was so so tired. he flipped his own boat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the activities were quite fun but the trainer ruined my camp. such a freak la. HATE HIM. FREAKING UGLY HIPPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveDORCAS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveVIVIAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveEEHUI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveTHALIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveTANCHENG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveSI'EN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveANNYEOH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveLOUISA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveYANLIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveCHRISTABEL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so sad you couldnt make it. oh wellsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not to forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love THREEGRACE&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cute class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i say three cee you say oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;three cee oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;three cee oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;three cee three cee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sup sup soi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(to the tune of barbie girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im a three cee girl, in a three cee world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we're fantastic and realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(something, i forgot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;come on three cee, lets go party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ah ah ah ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;come on three cee, lets go party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;whoo whoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;c c c c c c c c hoom mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ah yayayayayaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;c c c c c c c c hoom mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ah yayayayayaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(to the tune of adams family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;da da da da oh yeahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;da da da da um hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;da da da da da da da da da da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sssssss (put fingers to lips and touch butt with it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to dorcas' house! she lives in a church! so cool. i might go and support her for her competition. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5650975514178241050?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5650975514178241050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5650975514178241050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5650975514178241050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5650975514178241050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-sarimbun-slc-didnt-have-full.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1638832298756200032</id><published>2007-03-07T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:13:39.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/Re630ZVk_yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l0mLU6sX8fs/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039167143856635682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/Re630ZVk_yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l0mLU6sX8fs/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha! eehui is going to be so angry if she sees this. but i know she'll never. XP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahh. im getting more and more NOT motivated. though i have a very very high goal which i know there's not a high possibility of me getting less than five points for o levels. actually, i know my limits best. and actually i think i can get a six points. but the thing is, i have no motivation. so i never do well, i never do what i can achieve at my best. i hope i can get motivated before mid year if not i'll be trailing behind and i'll never catch up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today's maths test was quite ok to me, i thought it was quite easy, maybe not easy but able to cope. but the rest say that it's very tough. and everytime i say the paper is ok then i'll do badly. hope it is not so this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to amk central just now. bought a notebook for chemistry and a diary! a super cute diary. but now. i need a nice pen. but i think my mini ball point point is fine. shall learn to accept my diary. i used to have no motivation to write because i hate my handwriting, i hate the pen, i hate the book, i hate everything. the main point: im fickle minded about such stuff. change my mind fast. XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we went libray, bought a drink and sat there till 6.30 to study (so called). then we walked to the bus stop and my bus came. so fast and lucky. managed to reach home before 7 and caught my hana kimi! whoots~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love giving hugs. i think i seem overpassionate. oopss. and now yanlin set a rule: i can hug her a maximum of two times. oh wells. thats like the amount of times i see her a day. hugged christabel for i think about 5 times? maybe la. thats the average times i hug a person a day i f i see her though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love christabel! and i hope i can go support her for her nats in july! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1638832298756200032?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1638832298756200032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1638832298756200032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1638832298756200032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1638832298756200032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha-eehui-is-going-to-be-so-angry-if.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/Re630ZVk_yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l0mLU6sX8fs/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2223414200876865937</id><published>2007-03-03T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:34:01.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from pmb camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it wasnt very very fun but i still had great fun! i love group one! we were second overall, lost to group 10 by 1 point. and we got the 'most emo' award! hahahs! group one consisted of olivia, estee, weiling, alicia, emelline(dont know how to spell), peiyun, roxanne, priscilla, andrea pang, marilyn, claire loo and last but not least, my dear dear CHRISTABEL, CHRISSY POO! we had so much fun la. together with peiyun and roxanne! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, we gathered at seven and ate our dinner. then the prefects went to the mpr room for a gathering with mr wong and we had a so-called informal meeting and brought up some issues. then we went to the drama studio to prepare for pmb idol! andrea and marilyn had lots of weird ideas and i ended up having to do something with a bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this: it's sort of like a mtv of 'wake me up when september ends' so.. andrea and marilyn holds on to a broom and mop and i stand at the side with the bucket and the rest start running around slow motion. then andrea and marilyn shoots them with their broom and mop and all of them died. lying on the floor, have kallang wave effect eh... then they come to where i was and sit beside me on chairs and start playing the cello i guess, with the broom and mop. super funny la! then it's like whenever the part where 'wake me up when september ends' then some people will wake up from the dead. there were people burning incense paper as well. hahahs. then like after the first verse, i pick up my red bucket and put it over my head and sway. SUPER FUNNY LA. it was super embarrassing! then when the drum part for the song come, the both of them whack the bucket, which has my head in it. super hilarious! almost got concussion. thats how we got the most emo award though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the other performances were quite funny but the best was still group three who did a chair dance to 'buttons'. yoohooo.. HOT! and they won! hip hip hurray to nat chen and pei wen! whoots~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we washed up and there was a movie marathon, deathnote at one place and click at the other. so peiyun, roxanne, nat chen and i went to watch click. it was so boring though. all of them said so. the sound effects not loud enough so it ended up boring and lame. i went back half way alone. first time eh. i dont usually sleep alone but i guess i was tired. drama studio super cold la! but luckily i was wearing my jacket and my track pants. so not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, woke up at 6.45 and went for breakfast, it was just bread and you spread your preferred jam yourself. so i had like four slices of bread. hahahs! then it was the games! we're always against group two so yeah. first station was the balloons game where you tie two balloons to your feet and you're supposed to step on your opponent's balloons. then group one was so funny. we were all quite scared of balloons so a few of them just purposely went out of the boundary. i just ran and screamed all the way! and both of them were intact! hahahs! and my group won! the second one was sick. totally gross. you had to try to get your group to go up on chairs and not let your leg touch the ground. as few chairs as possible. i told them to stand but they dont want so sit lor. then sure lose de la. then the bad part is that they put soil on the seats and on the canvas sheet they laid on the floor. then poured water on us. then regina took soil and gave us soil therapy. and rubbed soil on our legs. yuck yuck. then huichun took hair gel mixed with plastecine and put it on our faces, hair and clothes and bodies. yuck yuck. we lost. duh. then we went to the toilet and hosed ourself clean. so we walked barefooted for the rest of the games. anyway, the third game was tug of war and we won! whoots~! then the next game was the scissors-paper-stone game where you have to run la and play scissors paper stone. super funny. i almost reached la! like 10 more metres. but i lost the scissors-paper-stone. but our group still won! the last game was passing of water with different things they gave. but we lost. so funny la. like christabel was behind me so i had to pass to her. then i dropped the container and spilled on her forehead. oops! hahahs! so so fun. then after that, we went to bathe, christabel, roxanne, nat chen, jiexin and i. and we went to the specs stand toilet and saw jolly and tessa inside. there's a shower there la. then we quickly closed the door and 'reserved' the toilet. but we bathe with hose still. so fun. jiexin and i were having so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we were done. we went for lunch and then went to gather with our teams at the mpr to brainstorm about our duties then we had to present it. but it was quite fun as we were gossiping about teachers and what they do during assembly. then lisa came over and she started saying that maybe the teachers can sit in the aisle like a barrier. we started laughing like mad when she said that what if the teachers fall aslep and fall sideways. SUPER FUNNY!!! then we had to go and present it and after that we were dismissed. at 4.30. supposed to be at 6 but we were fast so can dismiss earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp was quite slack la. but it was a bonding camp for the pmb. so we had lots of free time. so kept talking and chatting. but i loved it! i lvoe my group one! and my roxanne, peiyun, nat chen, jiexin and not to forget my CHRISSY POO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont cha think your group is as HOT as US&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hisssss...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont cha think your group is as CUTE as US&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nehx...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont cha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont cha baby  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont cha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(gesture 1 from left to centre)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNGS PMB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2223414200876865937?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2223414200876865937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2223414200876865937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2223414200876865937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2223414200876865937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-pmb-camp-though-it-wasnt-very.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5120875063861060832</id><published>2007-02-25T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T08:51:32.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing to do. so i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went for tuition in the morning. was eating in class. hahahahahah. then after tuition we went to j8 to meet vivian to buy our court shoes. bought a really simple one for 25 bucks. the rest were like 49 bucks to 69 bucks. so ex... so bought that. my size was like so in the middle. due to the fact that my feet are of different sizes. size 7 was too big so i tried size 6. it was fine for my right foot but a little tight for my left foot. but i settled with that. better than wearing big ones than leaving my shoes on the road. then we shopped around though we bought nothing but pens from popular. then we went to the library to study (more of slacking though) and i fell to the temptation of books again. hope i have the time to read them, or should i say, the mood to read. then they suddenly had a craving for haigen daz so we went to eat. we super pro de lor. we sat inside on a really comfy seat. and ordered just one ice cream with three scoops for 14.90. quite ex la but an indulgence once in a while is fine. then after walking around and carrying a heavy bag and plastic bag, they went home while i went elgene's house. stayed until so late la. like 12? and i was so tired. i dont even stay up this late. ate a lot of food. XD like kfc and porridge. tsk tsk. must go exercise tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5120875063861060832?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5120875063861060832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5120875063861060832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5120875063861060832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5120875063861060832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5296969337422316111</id><published>2007-02-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:03:43.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM GETTING SO SO EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms quek made me cry. also dont know why. but just felt like crying. but luckily, she never probed into why i was crying. because i dont know why also. but stupid la. standing outside mep room and crying. luckily my back was facing the door because after a hwile, a few girls came out. phewww.. so emotional nowadays. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;kp came back to school today. not that i care but freaking becks complained to her about me. and kp started staring at me and when i went back to class to get my chinese textbook. i walked past her and she was telling fiona: "this is the girl that becks dont like right?" whatever la. no point hating me. because i dont even bother to catch you during checks. because i know you wont do anything. so why should i waste my effort? oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;the majority of st johns thought i was really joining st johns. i was just cheating tess. st john girls are so gullible. and i became so famous due to the fact that st johns girls go: "JODIE YEO IS JOINING ST JOHNS!" what the?! you all a bit the dumb. not you tess..(: because assembly team mates rock! hahahs. though you all got to get used to my lovey dovey words. especially huimin. dont blush so much! huiiiii miiiinnnnnnnn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact that im busy. because it makes me think that time passes fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5296969337422316111?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5296969337422316111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5296969337422316111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5296969337422316111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5296969337422316111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-getting-so-so-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6094614424590451544</id><published>2007-02-22T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:20:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;INVESTITURE INVESTITURE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big big thing of the year! kind of screwed it up. in fact we &lt;strong&gt;screwed &lt;/strong&gt;it up. but it's not bad for only a day of REAL practice. and the starting wasnt good at all because the song had no intro so very difficult to start the dance. but i had lots of fun. though i forgot one part. but i was having the TIME OF MY LIFE. actually i have many times of my life, haha! the monitors were really cute and good! CHARITY PREFECTS AND MONITORS ROCK! anyway, i feel like dancing it all again as a whole because it was quite panicky for us today as quite a lot of people didnt come. llike not very united. we prefects must work as a whole, united! but it turned out quite funny. especially that the ASSEMBLY section was first and CHARITY is the first class so a super &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt; me, who is in assembly and charity came out first. like so weird though it's just about 10 seconds before huimin comes out but i have to stand there and pose the longest. but i had a great time! ASSEMBLY ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to freak out everybody in the pmb, mainly the assembly and logistics team with my scandalous acts! and im going to conquer the other teams! hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;im going for raffles institution's investiture! HYPER COOL! and someone can see her certain someone. whoots~! need to borrow invest u and buy court shoes as well as stockings. and there's so many things going on soon. seth tan's wedding, the ri investiture, the slc camp, pmb and the rgs convention! busy me! not to forget my homework... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6094614424590451544?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6094614424590451544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6094614424590451544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6094614424590451544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6094614424590451544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/investiture-investiture-big-big-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5374852215306389134</id><published>2007-02-20T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:29:35.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一千遍我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就算是轻轻的呼吸心还是感觉痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;没有你的日子里我变得好脆弱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;轻轻一碰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;仿佛就要飞走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;口袋里的双手曾被你温柔紧握&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;布满思念的空气该怎么去摆脱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天灰的好寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;快乐悲伤被你左右&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;说一千遍我爱你都不够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就这样不贪心我慢慢的走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只要有你陪着我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;再苦我能承受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;说一千遍我爱你也都还不够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有一天我总会看见幸福的彩虹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;相信你给的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我等候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;大家新年快乐！恭喜发财，万事如意！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5374852215306389134?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5374852215306389134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5374852215306389134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5374852215306389134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5374852215306389134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-7411164054120769471</id><published>2007-02-16T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:33:58.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH. FORGOT TO SAY SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW &lt;em&gt;HER&lt;/em&gt;. god. just when im about to forget all about &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. she turns up. god. im going all hyper again. super cute fringe. so happy for&lt;em&gt; her&lt;/em&gt;. congrats on your kindness award! love you loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-7411164054120769471?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/7411164054120769471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=7411164054120769471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7411164054120769471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7411164054120769471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1229542149792135820</id><published>2007-02-16T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:23:58.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised how cute guys are when they blush, whether it is done by makeup or not. thanks to hanakimi. blushing cheeks are cute. like huimin's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the dance steps for the investiture. i hate the song they're using. i hate the fact that it's on thursday and we've got nothing done! so dumb la. not that i blame weiyi and huimin for being efficient. but what im trying to say is that since we know that we have such a short period of time to get it done, we should have choreographed some simple dance steps that we can learn fast and well. or maybe like my suggestion: we can pair up and walk down the aisle singing a chorus of a song. thats like kind of fun eh. and to me, it's kind of entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fang min came back. and ms seow revealed that fang min was her direct junior and that she was library PRESIDENT. loads of SHOCK! fang min and ms seow are both presidents of library! SO COOL! with nice people, you get a nice library society! whoots~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im not sure if i'll be online the next few days due to chinese new year. so:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lots of love to all UNITIANS as well as the TRUTHALICIOUS girls who know me as kaypoh. and also my dear JOEY and TRICIA and ENQI! hope they played my song dedication. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1229542149792135820?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1229542149792135820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1229542149792135820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1229542149792135820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1229542149792135820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-realised-how-cute-guys-are-when-they.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3091921128315409484</id><published>2007-02-15T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:41:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;happy total defence day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was a day full of heat and water shortage and starvation. cant go canteen and cant bring water. though some smart people brought. that does not include me. urghs. and the biscuits they gave us was yucky. i dont like it at all. due to the fact that it's so tasteless and dry. and no fans and lights, how to study. at least, that was our excuse to adrian wong. hahahs. WARTIME DONT NEED TO STUDY. hahahs. three charitians are so intellectual! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;during pe, we played soccer and it was not exactly very very fun. but super funny. we were screaming like mad during the game due to the fact that the ball was so scary as it kept flying right above my head. sheila, jessie and i were like mad people screaming. luckily, susan lim didnt scold us. phew... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;during lunch, eehui, vivian and i were together at the canteen listening to songs. a lot of songs la. and start of something new. then vivian and i were acting retarded. luckily the canteen wasnt really packed at that time. then they dedicated songs to me. joan, sharon and tricia! as well as joey! joan that group just dedicated to all unitians and unity councillers but joey dedicated to her friends and she added a sentence. ESPECIALLY JODIE. so cute. brighten up my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's cca was slack time! im not in the scrabble course. now im regretting because i wont get my cca points and it's so cheap. half the price that i thought it'll be. sighs. nevermind. there'll be lots that the school organise. we helped carry oranges for ms gwee and then used the computer and chat on msn. hehehs. so funny. though it was kind of meaningless. but i did research for library ok? the only efficient one among them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched hana kimi just now. thought it'll be another dumb show. but it's quite cute. and wu zun so ke ai! i mean his character. he not say very shuai also. jiro more shuai! but his character in the show like me like that. so kua zhang. hahahs. and ella kena molested so many times. tsk tsk. will follow up on this show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031740030145799586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RdRU5er0JaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I9SdZsH-jfs/s320/225px-HYSNSN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3091921128315409484?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3091921128315409484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3091921128315409484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3091921128315409484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3091921128315409484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-total-defence-day-today-was-day.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3TH_MwdCfYU/RdRU5er0JaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I9SdZsH-jfs/s72-c/225px-HYSNSN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-464989961683181087</id><published>2007-02-14T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:18:23.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one minute you say you two broke up le, then now you say you want to patch up.&lt;br /&gt;the point is, it takes two hands to clap. you were the one who initiated the breakup. and he doesnt really have feelings anymore, so do you. now there are no hands at all how to clap? you got to settle things yourself le. i cant help you because i think everything's wrong. it was wrong in the beginning, you two didnt know each other enough and didnt have that deep feelings. and you care only about looks. like you said, you had two choices: a nice nice guy but not that shuai, and a shuai guy whom you think he's nice. and obviously you chose the shuai one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are looks that important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.. do not judge a book by it's cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;gave out the cookies we baked. dont know nice or not. because if it's fresh, it's a lot nicer. (: i got a lot of swets and chocolates. and i left them in school. :( later tomorrow kena scolding because tomorrow total defence day. cannot bring food and water. so lame lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dance for the investiture very WEIRD AND TOUGH. like hiphop mix breakdance mix cheerleading de. so difficult. till can die! WEIYI! change dance steps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-464989961683181087?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/464989961683181087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=464989961683181087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/464989961683181087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/464989961683181087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-minute-you-say-you-two-broke-up-le.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8319191895228442220</id><published>2007-02-12T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T20:32:04.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so angry at somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so worried for somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad for somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the somebody are all the same person. sighs....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8319191895228442220?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8319191895228442220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8319191895228442220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8319191895228442220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8319191895228442220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-angry-at-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2097455383031872615</id><published>2007-02-11T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:45:00.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt ache and upper thighs. muscle ache. pain pain. walk also very pain. then my mum ask me to go down and take things. then must bend down and take. also very heavy. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did homework just now. so called finish le lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day coming. chinese new year coming. INVESTITURE COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2097455383031872615?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2097455383031872615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2097455383031872615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2097455383031872615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2097455383031872615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5356078871326878425</id><published>2007-02-11T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:52:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting so so EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching huan zhu gege now. SO SWEET. ah! i love yongqi! that sounds like my sister. hehehs. i was watching ying huo chong de meng on friday and i cried. situ bi and dad are like so cute. so touching. getting so emo nowadays. :/ thats a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;baked cookies at eehui's house yesterday. im starting to wonder if they are really cookies. because they feel like muffins only that they're flat! we made a huge mess of the kitchen. like war like that. then we were using the hand mixer and i kept pressing the max button and it starts whirling damn fast and everything on the beater flies around. oh gosh. chocolate mixture fly fly around to everywhere! and im very sotong. i spilt the baking soda, the salt and the cocoa powder and a lot of other things. ended up quite yummy. to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;im missing sec one orientation. ONE UNITY, hao xiang ni men. though i see you all like everyday. but im missing the times we spent together during the orientation. awww..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5356078871326878425?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5356078871326878425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5356078871326878425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5356078871326878425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5356078871326878425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-getting-so-so-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2269229737326759964</id><published>2007-02-09T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:45:14.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this doesnt make sense at all nowadays. hey christ, your flood didnt work. the evil people are still around. what im trying to say is that i treat people fairly well, but they dont do the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today, i went to ang mo kio central and i saw my library senior who graduated already. i said hi and asked her how did she do for her o levels. guess what? she just ignored me. what is this world coming to. i wouldnt mind if she didnt hear me but it could be clearly seen that she heard me.&lt;br /&gt;though i know that at times  i treat some people quite badly, i usually dont hope that they'll treat me well as well. thats too overbearing of me.&lt;br /&gt;i got my friend to accompany me to the library. she agreed and i told her i have a meeting after school for a while. then when the meeting ended. i called her and she was checking the o level results. she told me to wait for her so i did, thinking it will be a five minute wait. at most, a ten minute one. but in the end, i waited for like thirty minutes?! and it was so awkward being in someone else's class and like everybody was staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she arrived, finally after decades, we had this conversation:&lt;br /&gt;X: so you REALLY want to go J8 arh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah.. if not fake one? bluff you for what?&lt;br /&gt;X: oh.. so you want to stay back?&lt;br /&gt;M: i said i want to go J8 so stay back for what?&lt;br /&gt;X: hang out?&lt;br /&gt;M: (thinking: what the?! is she like dumb or something? tell her want to go J8 and she treats the school like J8. dumb ass.) im going there to return my books. so if i stay back, whats the use of carrying all my heavy library books to school?!&lt;br /&gt;X: oh. want to go yishun's? nearer to my house.&lt;br /&gt;M: (thinking: why not go ang mo kio's? it's nearer to MY house.) i dont even know where it is.&lt;br /&gt;X: oh.. i wanted to hang out in school.. like hang around.&lt;br /&gt;M: i think i left something in class. i go take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i left and didnt return. saying that i had to help a teacher when she called me to find out where i am.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i know i'll be hurting somebody if she ever finds out. but does she know how hurt i felt? i helped her so many times. and went out with her though i had tons of homework. i helped her bring her books home at the end of the term, before the holidays, seeing how heavy they were. and i cared when she did badly. i encouraged her, or at least, that's the most i can do. i tried my best to do my hardest not only in my education but also my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my results are flunking like mad and i dont think i can achieve a ten for o levels. and does she look like they care? do they look like they care? i may look very happy-go-lucky and very heck-care attitude. but in fact, im screaming my lungs out and crying my heart out inside. you may think that i have no goals. i set my own goals and have high expectations of myself though i dont really work hard to it. not that i dont want, but im afraid. im afraid of failing, afraid of doing things wrong, afraid of disappointing myself. sometimes i get so frustrated that i cry and i'll just brush it off by saying that i can force myself to cry or that im very tired. but nobody can help. no, nobody wants to help. i know they wont be of much help but i will appreciate the thought.&lt;br /&gt;but it appears that nobody's trying. i tried helping them but they did not do the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lived with the fact that nobody cares and that nobody bothers and i shall just leave myself to myself. and hope that i can work things out myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2269229737326759964?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2269229737326759964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2269229737326759964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2269229737326759964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2269229737326759964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/do-unto-others-as-you-would-have-them.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3671829514322786714</id><published>2007-02-08T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:41:32.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed my blogskin! nice nice! make myself de ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things going on. busy month. next month too. there's chinese new year and valentine's day. and there's investiture on the 22nd. and there's a phototaking this monday.&lt;br /&gt;next month there's three camps! fun fun fun! loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the class dinner tomorrow and im not going. and a few people know why. a bit obvious right? hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my expected L1R5 is ten. which means if i minus two for both chinese and cca. i'll get a six. but i cant even get a single A1. how to get so high? sighs. i want also dont have lor. must work till i get white hair and start balding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3671829514322786714?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3671829514322786714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3671829514322786714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3671829514322786714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3671829514322786714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/changed-my-blogskin-nice-nice-make.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4917039177718500656</id><published>2007-02-05T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:29:14.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#1- single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i should take it as im single. :)&lt;br /&gt;#2-are you happy with your life?&lt;br /&gt;it'll be fine if i can get rid of this, that, this, that, this, that and this and that.&lt;br /&gt;#3-when you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him/her fast?&lt;br /&gt;in order to know if that guy's the right person, you have to fall ini love with him first right? you think love at first sight meh?&lt;br /&gt;#4- have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;many times but never by other guys except for one: MY DAD.&lt;br /&gt;#5 - do you believe that there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;yes. where i dont like th guy anymore. so it'll be a good thing. XD&lt;br /&gt;#6- would you ever take someone back if he/she cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;only if he agree to give me a billion dollars and then go jump to his death. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;#7 - haf you ever talked about marriage with another person b4?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. only with my friends?&lt;br /&gt;#8 - do you wan children?&lt;br /&gt;yepp. if i ever get married that is. NOT PRE MARITAL.&lt;br /&gt;#9 - how many?&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3..&lt;br /&gt;#10 - would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;if i cant get pregnant then perhaps i will.&lt;br /&gt;#11 - if somebody likes you rite now, wad do you think is the best way of letting you noe his/her feelings?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. depends on what that guy want to do lor. and see if he can impress me. though im not easily impressed.&lt;br /&gt;#12 - do you enjoy getting in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;wait till i get in then talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;#13 - be honest. wad is the furthest you and your ex did b4?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i kissed my ex! though we're still together but we sort of shu yuan because we in different class. right thalia? hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;# 14 - do you believe in first love?&lt;br /&gt;of course right? first love leh. that means first relationship. even one minute also counted mah. also not love at first sight..&lt;br /&gt;#15 - you believe that you can change sumone?&lt;br /&gt;duh. im a very INFLUENTIAL person.&lt;br /&gt;#16 - are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am deep inside, but i wont show it at all.&lt;br /&gt;#17 - if you would get married, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;#18 - do you easily give up in fighting?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. if i know i sure lose.&lt;br /&gt;#19 - haf you ever wished you could haf sumone but messed it up???&lt;br /&gt;not really. :/&lt;br /&gt;#20 - do you haf feelings fer sumone rite now?&lt;br /&gt;i have feelings for everybody, hatred and love!&lt;br /&gt;#21 - haf you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. but not a guy's.&lt;br /&gt;#22 - if one dae, your best fren falls in love with a guy/gurl you are deeply in love with, wad would you do?&lt;br /&gt;nothing? the guy might not like her mah.. this shows that she got good taste because the guys are like are high quality ones ok?&lt;br /&gt;#23 - are you missing sumone rite now?&lt;br /&gt;yepp.. certain two people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, the topic that revolves around us are boys and someone. i mean like at this age, it's all about guys and friends right? but seriously why bother? like now they're planning valentine's day outing. go ahead with your guy la. not like i will stop you. i dont need someone to accompany me on valentine's because i dont care. to me valentine's day is just another day where everything goes on as per normal for practically everyone so nothing much lor. im as happy as can be. heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4917039177718500656?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4917039177718500656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4917039177718500656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4917039177718500656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4917039177718500656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-single-taken-or-crushing-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8639668711006172910</id><published>2007-02-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:14:41.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot a super important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FREAKING PHONE CONKED OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! dear phone, i treated you not very badly, though i dropped you a few times. how can you die on me?! im not going to give you a funeral. im just going to dump you aside. f*** you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's been fine nowadays though im still struggling with my maths and school work. im starting to do my homework. ms quek, be happy that im doing homework. actually quite proud of myself. i usually do homework if im scared of the teacher or when i feel like it. so not very frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night ah ming gor gor asked me what jc i want to go to. i didnt dare to reply so i said that i didnt know. not that i dont know la. but im aiming for a polytechnic. but now im not sure because im not really SURE that i want that course, or what course do i really want. if it's a jc then it'll be rjc, njc, hcjc or nyjc. but im not that pro. last night i went for the dinner. and the two relatives who were sec three too. i felt so dumb and i felt like my grandmother despise me. just because they are both in the integrated programme. so what if they are in raffles and hwachong. not like i can get in right? i know i cant cope. i really cant. but im trying. i dont go out as much now. but i cant study alone. urghs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have biology test tomorrow and i havent started revising. dont have the mood. but i will later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i tell you&lt;br /&gt;im ok&lt;br /&gt;im alright&lt;br /&gt;i want you to believe&lt;br /&gt;though i know everything's just a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be&lt;br /&gt;what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;but i realised&lt;br /&gt;thats not what i want&lt;br /&gt;but im on the road to realisation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8639668711006172910?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8639668711006172910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8639668711006172910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8639668711006172910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8639668711006172910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-forgot-super-important-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8755662537918769129</id><published>2007-02-04T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:14:43.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THALIA DARLING I LOVE YOU TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for flag day yesterday. fun fun! and that hwachong guy was fun. then when i reached home, my father asked if i wanted to go for my lao ma's birthday dinner. what a relief! because my sister was celebrating her birthday and i hate her friends. so i went with my dad. and usually i hate hanging out with my ah ma's side the relatives. but i sort of enjoyed it la. the food wasnt ververy nice, but it was quite nice la. then it was quite fun because there was jeron and marcus. then jeron was saying that he was so hungry that he can eat the moon. it's really funny if it comes from a three year old. hahahs. then it was quite fine la.. the two of them very cute. then ah ming gor gor was chatting with me la. i never ever talk to them de lor. but we were chatting and he's nice. :) he cery ke lian leh.. broke his leg then it broke again. then now it's like joined by screws. so ke lian. yepp.. but i think this gathering makes it better for cny. because then i wont be so bored and i wont be hating cny that much. hahahs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8755662537918769129?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8755662537918769129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8755662537918769129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8755662537918769129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8755662537918769129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/02/thalia-darling-i-love-you-too-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1906107978737601542</id><published>2007-01-31T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:39:18.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been days since the house painting and im missing the fun we had, though it was kind of messy and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i met michelle in the mrt though we didnt find each other on the mrt because it was so so so crowded. so we alighted at novena and met up with the rest who were going. the rest of the class except michelle, elizabeth, clara, xiaoqi and i were playing some games and we got sort of chased. and i was quite pissed because they were making a lot of noise. and it's those laughter which was quite irritating.&lt;br /&gt;then this man said we had to go wait for the bus and we did. and that fateful day, this guy called us kids. you know.. KIDS. arghs.. and he ended up as our facilitator and we found out his name, LAWRENCE! we found out he was quite nice though. then we boarded the bus with some puny guys whom we thought were sec 3 but they were sec 2. then our class continued making some unneccessary noise. singing lame songs and making a din. seriously. i was so so so pissed. but i kept quiet la. then we reached the place and gathered at a sheltered area.&lt;br /&gt;then we got separated into groups! my group was group two and we merged with group three. so we ended up with elizabeth, clara, xiaoqi, samuel, max,adrian, caralyn and qimin. and our facilitators were lawrence and leon.&lt;br /&gt;elizabeth and i were acting like so feng sao and clara, xiaoqi, elizabeth and i had so much fun talking and laughing. bonded leh. samuel was this super cute guy, so small and cute. hahahs! max is this seventeen year old canadian guy who's quite cute la. but he super dumb and gossipped about us with his friend.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the rc to collect our paintbrushes and shirts and caps and went to paint an old lady's house! painting the first coat was quite fun as we were like chatting and laughing. and then it was our first time painting walls so it was quite fun la. though it was a terrible job and that leon kept saying the f word. stupid. then while we waited for it to dry, leon asked us all to reflect on what we've done. then elizabeth, xiaoqi, clara and i was like nothing lor.. quite fun. first time paint mah. then the rest all said we were very noisy. then we sort of got lectured. i dont mind the rest say we noisy la. but caralyn and qimin?! they were making so much noise at the mrt till they got chased out and now they say we noisy? what the?!&lt;br /&gt;then we went for our lunch break and had boon nam kee chicken rice! nice nice! then the rest of the class was there in a big circle. and when they asked us to join, we rejected their kind offer as seriously, all four of us were pissed at them. caralyn and qimin joined of course! then we just ate in silence, mourning in our minds and cursing. then elizabeth was saying that samuel was very cute. then i ask her to get samuel's msn lor. then she was like telling samuel, "eh samuel. why never ask for jodie's msn? must ask arh." she was saying that jokingly and then when we finished painting and was slacking, samuel suddenly came up to me and asked me for my msn. diaoss -_-" i asked for his instead. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;then when we finished, we rested for a while before going back to paint the second coat.&lt;br /&gt;this time, max dumped us to join his friend's group and adrian left. then we painted the house and the four of us painted in silence and all of us almost fell asleep. as in the four of us la. we were all painting the same wall over and over again. and i was painting the sockets again and again. then we had to move the furniture back but first we had to wait for it to dry. but we were running out of time and we had another house to paint. so lawrence chose me to stay with him at the house as i could speak hokkien. then i asked clara to accompany me. then we were having a great time chatting with lawrence. then the auntie wanted us to paint the kitchen wall which was grey and we had only a container of paint. then lawrence was painting, thank god it was water based paint and he added water so that there'll be more. then we moved back the furniture and went to find them at the next house. they were playing because they've done the first coat. i didnt join in the game of course since i was still quite pissed with them. then we went back and did a little painting because there was a lot of people including those from other groups who came to join the fun. they were playing with the paint on the corridor and putting it on rebekah's legs. so lame la. then they got scolded and have to wash it up later. scrub it away. i didnt do it of course. not my business. anyway, then we were painting and samuel was using the rollers on a pole. then he asked me to hold while he cleaned off the paint on the door. then the roller dropped out and landed on my head la! SAMUEL ARH!! causing me to have white hair. then we went to wash off the paint on our limbs and i was being nice and holding the water hose for samuel. elizabeth, i did that because i treated him like my brother ok? not that i want jie di lian ok!! then we went to slack and the boys were so irritating la. kept bullying a nerdy guy. then the bus came and we boarded.&lt;br /&gt;then elizabeth was helping the group of friends in our class to take photo and she said, "smile..." like duh right.. then the boys behind started imitiating and kept saying the f word. then they had a small quarrel and the boys started shrieking.. so elizabeth did too. then later jacob, max's friend, screamed and asked them to shut up. so damn freaky la. like so so loud. siao one lor.&lt;br /&gt;then we reached the mrt and i went elgene's house. the paint damn difficult to wash off.&lt;br /&gt;then there was a geography test yesterday and maths test today. i think i did ok for geog.. as for maths. it was only three questions and we had 15 minutes. and i didnt finish the last question!! no time.. then i think my other questions also wrong.. sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so freaking pissed with somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1906107978737601542?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1906107978737601542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1906107978737601542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1906107978737601542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1906107978737601542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-days-since-house-painting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2073343844937434064</id><published>2007-01-26T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:46:43.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wth?! phoon lijie! im so going to kill you for sabo-ing me. seriously. and huang jing han! how can you listen to her!? arghs!!!&lt;br /&gt;and now the seriously LUCKY me got into the interclass debate competition. CHINESE. oh my god can?! i know i very cheena la. but i cant cant debate. i can only quarrel. and when i told chen yong meng, he laughed like so loud. xing zai le huo la! and the whole procedure is so so complicated. dont even know when to speak and what to say. people in debate must think fast and im a brain lagger. as a lot of you can see. or perhaps, im a blur sotong. imagine voting for myself.. see? and im the second speaker which means i must ask good questions and rebutt well. sighs... i just hope now that i dont screw it up. because im from a lan class and my group members are from the ec class, so are my competitors. so i think i must jia you lor. must think fast and speak well and not stutter! and jinghan, i hope i wont disappoint you. because your chinese so good, and karina and eleanor, i hope i dont diu ni men de lian.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's house painting! so so fun! looking forward to it. and i was so lame i went to check out victoria school and i realised it's an all boys school. i must not wake up late! so must sleep early and not watch my survivor. and i cant watch my prison break, the whole thing la since it's until 12. and i cant watch the encore tomorrow either! because of the painting job. but i bet it'll be a great experience. and i love king chi!! hahahs! for accompanying me. not that the rest dont want la, but they cant because they got too many hours le. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go do research for my debate le! jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2073343844937434064?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2073343844937434064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2073343844937434064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2073343844937434064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2073343844937434064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/wth-phoon-lijie-im-so-going-to-kill-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-7091419152854614978</id><published>2007-01-25T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:21:55.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a really mentally tiring day. we had maths test and ting xie and i think i screw both equally bad, which is very very bad. but im trying to be an optimist so i shall think of it as a lesson learnt and that i'll work harder. ms quek talked to faith, lijie and i after school. and wow, she has high hopes of me due to the fact that im higher chinese and that im a prefect. awww... and for chinese, we are going to have a debate. and i think im supposed to search for stuff. but im not sure. and when we were voting for the one who should go, i didnt realise what was happening and i was waving both my arms crazily. and i realised i just voted for myself. :/ but i wont get selected de la. i dont do debates, i do quarrels. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to eat with chyi fang but i had to stay back and then we talked to ms quek and kachiaoed lww and talked to mrs khong. faith and alicia got rejected for library. but now the only choice is actually infocomm.. sighs...&lt;br /&gt;actually the main thing is the sec one orientation. and i made a new nice friend, han wen! we played two games. and i was in nicole's group! wahh.. she's the CHIONGER! hahahs. the first one was a treasure hunt. we had to get the things they asked us to get. and it was quite boring but we were leading somehow. then we had a scavenger hunt which they hid packets of chocolate in the library. i wasnt even searching. i was pretending to. then i was reading a magazine at the counter when mrs doris tan came over and i pretended to be searching again. hahahs. we only got five packets out of the twenty nine. another group had seven. but somehow we won. also dont know how. hahahs. then the two losing teams had to eat bread with peanut butter-kaya-butter-jam-mashed bananas-etc. but my team had a brave sec one and we tried the mixture! ok la.. but quite strong taste of peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;main point is that the jiayun kept irritating me the whole day and yuan ling joined in when we went to eat. what the?! she was like grabbing me. and she grabbed my hand and was twisting it. and i just ignored her. and she gave up after a while. it hurt la, but i endured it all the same. stupid la. then when i went to buy drink with han wen, both of them tagged along and they were like being irritating and han wen told them to stop it. good job!:) but they went further and kicked me. then han wen kicked her. hahahs. im an ignorant person! ignorance is bliss. they each had another kick and jia yun and yuan ling went off after a fierce glare from han wen. han wen super scary when she's mad, or perhaps acting mad. hahahs. and han wen and i were sharing our book preferences and yay! both of us like teenage novels about... romance! and our hang out place, or the place to find the books we want, bishan library! and she likes R rated books. she confessed! wahh.. honest person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-7091419152854614978?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/7091419152854614978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=7091419152854614978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7091419152854614978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/7091419152854614978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-really-mentally-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2167031605825999455</id><published>2007-01-24T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:05:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had some stomach problem today. managed to ren till after recess and had early dismissal. and have headache la. like this 'short sharp pain' as quoted from the sensodyne toothpaste ad. and its still hurts. anyway, today's meeting cum gathering with the sec 3 prefects was quite funny la. due to the fact that yong mei shared her experience of being verbally abused by being called a nnp. ask me if you want to know. ahha. then we're going to have pmb camp during the march hols! YOOHOO!! but then that means that we cant join css. if they clash that is. and there's an event or some convention with hwachong! like super cool right! ok la.. actually not very cool, but i like such stuff. im so looking forward to saturday's house painting! like so so so fun! but i dont know how to go home from there. hahahs. shall find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2167031605825999455?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2167031605825999455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2167031605825999455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2167031605825999455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2167031605825999455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/had-some-stomach-problem-today.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6082840851598987158</id><published>2007-01-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:31:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so careless to leave my sharpening the senses in school! so freaking stupid! i was reminding myself time and time again and guess what? i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;ting xie was postponed to thursday! yay! and stupid li lan read my WHOLE compo to the class. to show that it's not good. arghs.. but i was laughing like siao. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;then nothing much happened. during biology, lijie and i made weird specimens. she kept spilling on the table and i kept adding more iodine and sucrose solution. then we used a lot of filter paper. oh. by the way, the teacher said it was expensive. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;then i had library duty. i went at 3 plus. late by over half an hour. i accompanied chyi fang and friends. and yay! she's finally talking! yay yay! whoots!&lt;br /&gt;then library duty, the sec ones reported though they are not supposed to. then i was super irritated by that jia yun and yuan ling. i was busy. and they kept irritating me, wanting a hand shake, giving me a so called massage and pinching me etc. so lame la. then i still have to continue doing my stuff. ARGHS.&lt;br /&gt;argh.. so pissed with myself for being so dumb. i know i got it during lesson and now ive forgotten how to do that dumb dumb question! ARGHS ARGHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6082840851598987158?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6082840851598987158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6082840851598987158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6082840851598987158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6082840851598987158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-careless-to-leave-my-sharpening.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-828348497756148927</id><published>2007-01-22T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:05:22.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is freaking ting xie. YOU KNOW THE FRIGGING THING THAT CAUSES ME F9?! how to memorise how to write the words? i want to cry leh! then the literature i also havent finish. but to me ting xie more important. because literature homework wont be graded. at most get scolding. dear dear mrs tian, please forget about it.. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to like miss quek. though i think my pores are going to get seriously clogged up and my nose will start sneezing like siao. and my throat will be itchy like siao. due to the HUGE amount of chalk she uses due to the fact that the whole class, especially me, dont get it and she rewrites and rewrites and the poor me eats all the chalk. hahahs. but her lessons no good la. she talk so fast. but i understand la. i so slow. i do one question they do three or four questions. slow minded me will slow down everybody.&lt;br /&gt;must learn ting xie. at least pass please!!! i very often FAIL de. due to my slow mind and short memory. sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-828348497756148927?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/828348497756148927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=828348497756148927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/828348497756148927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/828348497756148927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/tomorrow-is-freaking-ting-xie.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-9166682404856282114</id><published>2007-01-21T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T10:50:41.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i added a song! juliet and liang shan bo! hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday's tuition was fine except that the teacher is a bit cheem and he's kind of weird. and vivian missed her stop and ended up taking taxi. hahahs. then alicia and i went to eat and the chicken rice was nice!&lt;br /&gt;stupid alicia arh! humilate me! she wanted to eat at this coffeeshop which is in front of guan yin tang then she go ask this ah pek how to go. then the ah pek was like, "ni men bu shi singaporean ah?" then we said yes, then he was laughing and the guy next to him also laughing. so embarrassing lor. then when we were walking, this girl approached us. we thought she was sec four because her student pass and license state 16 years old. then we say something about her doing cip, but she said she volunteering but she was waiting for her o levels. hahahs. but she's very nice so i donated two dollars.&lt;br /&gt;then when vivian reached, we went bugis street to shop around and we ate the chicken popcorn! actually share with vivian la. but after that, i went to buy too. anyway, we shopped around and looked at shoes. and their shoes all from thailand de lor, all plastic de. i want cloth de! hahahs. then we went to bugis junction and this person asked us to do a survey about some calvin klein perfume that is not out yet and this is just a trial. also dont know real or not. hahahs. then she say for first 50 students who do the survey, buy one for $39.90 then get two free. and vivian was thinking out loud if she should buy for her relative who's birthday is on valentine's day. and the person was saying that it was very coincidental. then she offered us another bottle, which means buy one get three free. then we share lor. hahahs. then just window shopped around and went to the face shop and they have some angpaos with samples inside. so cool lor. and very good sales tactic. then i went to buy stuff and then shop shop then alicia had to go for another tuition. then vivian and i just shopped around and after that we were so bored. so we went to ang mo kio library by bus. quite fast la. vivian's cousin was supposed to be there but he wasnt. then we saw sheila and said hi lor. borrowed a few books and went to see if there's any diy books. then i borrowed a few lor. for entertainment purposes.&lt;br /&gt;there's chinese compo tomorrow and TING XIE!!! ARGH!! im so going to fail because thats like what i do every time right? will get off the computer at 12. MUST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-9166682404856282114?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/9166682404856282114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=9166682404856282114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/9166682404856282114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/9166682404856282114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-added-song-juliet-and-liang-shan-bo.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5648909515215723218</id><published>2007-01-19T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:27:54.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.. im getting so so so confused. like going bonkers that kind of confused. ok.. i admit. im a super kaypoh person and if i want to know something, i will pester the person like siao till she tells me or until i give up. and once i give up, that person can dont bother to talk to me anymore because i wont talk to you either. and to somebody, you're lucky because i dont plan to give up yet and i dont intend to pester you anymore. fine?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going for my first tuition lesson and i realised king chi also has tuition at the same place but different tuition centre! next saturday we going house painting for cip! then seth tan said he's going to treat us to dinner. perhaps. at a five star restaurant! i cant wait for his wedding though. never been to a teacher's wedding before. anyway, will be meeting vivian after the tuition then we going to window shop perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.. hope i forget about everything now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5648909515215723218?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5648909515215723218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5648909515215723218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5648909515215723218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5648909515215723218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5547957035572064133</id><published>2007-01-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:42:27.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the cca postings are out for the sec ones.&lt;br /&gt;Christine-Band&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl-Girl Guides&lt;br /&gt;Sharon-Eldds&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn-CCS&lt;br /&gt;Swee En-Eldds&lt;br /&gt;Esther-St Johns&lt;br /&gt;Chyi Fang-Dance&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca-Eldds&lt;br /&gt;Joan-Eldds&lt;br /&gt;I realised that ld is super despo this year. accept so many people. and i dont really like ld anyway. in fact, i hate the ld people. oops! and that sharon wants to appeal for choir though she got her second choice! sighs.. I also want to change my cca! But i shall live with it because im afraid of susan lim. hahahs. and i cant imagine esther in her st johns uniform! she'll look damn weird! the rest can imagine la. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;today's morning jog was super tiring because i was sprinting the whole three rounds. then i think i sort of freaked mindy out today though i was quite entertaining. hoho! and then in the afternoon, we went to play badminton and it was super tiring as that vivian made me run like siao!&lt;br /&gt;i like the show 萤火虫的梦! one of the guys very cute! hahahs! bryan ng! ((: hahahs. so lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5547957035572064133?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5547957035572064133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5547957035572064133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5547957035572064133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5547957035572064133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/cca-postings-are-out-for-sec-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1886135951092584270</id><published>2007-01-15T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:54:18.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO SORRY TODAY NEVER GO UNITY.. i went to take my prefects' badge. so now i have a badge! X) hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;then cheng mun was so funny, we were on the bridge linked to the primary block then i was putting on my badge, so was she and she was like," WAHH.. so shiny.. ci yan!" hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;today's recess super funny. i was queuing up for food at western stall. then ollie was at the next store. then she changed her mind and asked me to help her buy. and i asked her to cut queue. she wasnt willing at first but she did in the end! OLLIE ARH! PREFECT LEH! HOW CAN CUT QUEUE?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;during lit lesson, i learnt something today. i learnt that MRS TIAN ACTUALLY KNOWS MY NAME! hahahs. i thought she didnt know!! i thought perhaps she knew i was from library and im the one that is always talking. and the girl who gets "nominated", actually sabo-ed, to be level co or other positions, and get all the teacher's votes but end up not chosen. -_-" not that i want la. hahahahs. i not very devoted to library..&lt;br /&gt;then after redoing my maths, i went raffles place with vivian and eehui because eehui had dental appointment. then when we went into the cab, we realised that we forgot alicia! she said she wanted to go! hahahahahahahahahah. so so funny! then after her appointment, we went raffles city and bought presents for esther, the golfer, and pearlyn, shifu! and we bought mini pilot pens and pencils and i bought a few other pens and a diary 2007. spent like so much money! now left a few dollars only. :( nevermind, tomorrow take money! hheheh.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were window shopping, i was like telling them that i have this fetish for guys with shaven heads, is tan and wears glasses. then they kept pointing out some old balding ah peks and in the train, they were pointing out this cat high boy who was like so nerd and looks like a retard. argh! not my type la! if nerd, must be cute nerds. not ugly. diaozz.. must shuai mah.. not botak also can la. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;the monitors of unity confirmed le! maryanne, JOAN, CHRISTINE and charyl. though i dont really like charyl. hahahs. sorry.. i think she very arrogant. oops! but yooohhoooo! i love the other three! JOAN MAK! JOIN THE ZI HIGH GANG IN PMB! CHRISTINE, DONT JOIN OUR GANG BECAUSE YOU FAILED THE AUDITIONS! HAHAHAHAH! GO JOIN YOUR ER JIE IN BEING A GOOD LEADER! hahahhs!&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for the campus superstar drama serial. like very nice like that. then also got bryan, whom i was crazy over last year. he was acting as timmy in heartlanders. cute. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.. chyi fang is so rou ma! hahahs. wo ye ai ni! XD hahahs. wo ye ai sharon, cheryl, christine, joan, swee en and the others from unity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNITY, YONG YUAN! hahaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1886135951092584270?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1886135951092584270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1886135951092584270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1886135951092584270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1886135951092584270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-sorry-today-never-go-unity.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-198766996125507804</id><published>2007-01-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:09:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;失意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;书桌上的香水&lt;br /&gt;你沉默的背对&lt;br /&gt;只剩下那一点点&lt;br /&gt;还是闻得到从前&lt;br /&gt;西装里的口袋&lt;br /&gt;我整理过的爱&lt;br /&gt;又破了那一点点&lt;br /&gt;我帮你补了誓言&lt;br /&gt;从没实现的摇滚梦&lt;br /&gt;我也陪你走好多遍&lt;br /&gt;断弦的吉他&lt;br /&gt;始终弹不出我要的答案&lt;br /&gt;我和你拼了好几夜&lt;br /&gt;约翰蓝侬的图片&lt;br /&gt;却拼不到一个永远&lt;br /&gt;我在等你喊停&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉不到从前温柔的双眼&lt;br /&gt;感觉的到你已不再眷恋&lt;br /&gt;无奈的笑试图让我知道&lt;br /&gt;得了失忆可能对你我都好&lt;br /&gt;感觉不到说是为了我改变&lt;br /&gt;感觉的到承诺划过我左脸&lt;br /&gt;我不知道也许我会得到&lt;br /&gt;一句还是朋友&lt;br /&gt;这是借口还是尽头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh... i never say till end of the world lor.. hahahs. just mourning. hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, we must go watch movie together or go out. then must take neoprints! hahahs! although now no nice shows... SAD SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to post today so shant post further. havent finish homework.. XP hahahs. dont follow my example k? bad bad example. bad habits are difficult to change but i trying hard! ok. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-198766996125507804?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/198766996125507804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=198766996125507804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/198766996125507804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/198766996125507804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3839699062591159864</id><published>2007-01-13T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:45:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;好朋友&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像两首节拍不同的歌&lt;br /&gt;却又同时被爱情合奏&lt;br /&gt;旋律勉强着&lt;br /&gt;愉快不能够假装快乐&lt;br /&gt;你心中有宽阔的天空&lt;br /&gt;空气还稀薄&lt;br /&gt;曾经等待因为会改变什么&lt;br /&gt;你总会属于我&lt;br /&gt;但是最后时间证明了&lt;br /&gt;你只喜欢我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的好朋友&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎我的心&lt;br /&gt;还会不会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱情是五线谱&lt;br /&gt;我只希望用全音符&lt;br /&gt;吟唱出爱上你&lt;br /&gt;那完整的幸福&lt;br /&gt;当你的心没有耳朵&lt;br /&gt;即使我为你唱着歌&lt;br /&gt;你也只看见我哭了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的好朋友&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎我的心&lt;br /&gt;还会不会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经因为等待会改变什么&lt;br /&gt;你总会属于我&lt;br /&gt;但是最后时间证明了&lt;br /&gt;你只喜欢我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的好朋友&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎我的心&lt;br /&gt;还会不会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我是你最好的朋友&lt;br /&gt;却不应该再拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你退缩你冷漠&lt;br /&gt;于是我放开双手&lt;br /&gt;不在乎我的心&lt;br /&gt;会永远的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;献给永远走在一起的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;亲亲&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一年顶楼加盖的阁楼&lt;br /&gt;什么人忘了锁&lt;br /&gt;是谁找不到未满十八岁的我&lt;br /&gt;你是一滴滴隐形的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;风一吹就乾了&lt;br /&gt;只能这样了是吗&lt;br /&gt;同时甜蜜与心碎&lt;br /&gt;是你的幽默还是温柔&lt;br /&gt;是瞬间烟火还是不甘寂寞&lt;br /&gt;第一次你抱紧我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;轻轻的亲亲&lt;br /&gt;紧紧闭著眼睛&lt;br /&gt;是你不是你说不定&lt;br /&gt;还不一定&lt;br /&gt;梦一样轻的亲亲&lt;br /&gt;不敢用力呼吸&lt;br /&gt;不敢太贪心太相信我的幸运&lt;br /&gt;百分之百是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念被时光悄悄的摇落&lt;br /&gt;酸酸的咬了一口&lt;br /&gt;青春的苹果香香的催眠了我&lt;br /&gt;是你脸粉红了我的耳后&lt;br /&gt;烫伤了我额头&lt;br /&gt;现在想起来会痛&lt;br /&gt;同时甜蜜与心碎&lt;br /&gt;是你的幽默还是温柔&lt;br /&gt;是瞬间烟火还是不甘寂寞&lt;br /&gt;第一次你抱紧我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;轻轻的亲亲&lt;br /&gt;紧紧闭著眼睛&lt;br /&gt;是你不是你说不定&lt;br /&gt;还不一定&lt;br /&gt;梦一样轻的亲亲&lt;br /&gt;不敢用力呼吸&lt;br /&gt;不敢太贪心太相信我的幸运&lt;br /&gt;百分之百是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;轻轻的亲亲&lt;br /&gt;紧紧闭著眼睛&lt;br /&gt;是你不是你说不定&lt;br /&gt;还不一定&lt;br /&gt;梦一样轻的亲亲&lt;br /&gt;不敢用力呼吸&lt;br /&gt;不敢太贪心太相信我的幸运&lt;br /&gt;百分之百是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt like posting these two songs. NICE:)&lt;br /&gt;miss my one unity! and will miss them more since i will have duty from next week onwards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3839699062591159864?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3839699062591159864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3839699062591159864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3839699062591159864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3839699062591159864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/suddenly-felt-like-posting-these-two.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6394159891697806706</id><published>2007-01-13T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:07:46.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was once a optimist. but like what esther said, im a pessimist. urghs. i dont know what caused this major change in me. but i would really like to be an optimist again. like so carefree and having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;though in the past i didnt have much fun. i didnt have much friends then. hello?! i was labelled a reject?&lt;br /&gt;im more of a person who cares more for others then myself. people can pour out every single trouble they have to me, and yet, i just tell them one insignificant trouble of mine. even my close friends and my bestie dont even know what im feeling deep inside. sighs.. i guess the truth is, i havent met a person whom i can trust to pour out my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks cheryl for your comfort! you're a very nice girl! hahahs. can tell la.. because got people zhui mah.. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. for now, i shall be content and TRY my hardest to concentrate during lessons. anyway, forgetting my troubles for the time being works right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6394159891697806706?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6394159891697806706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6394159891697806706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6394159891697806706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6394159891697806706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-once-optimist.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4772827976131685509</id><published>2007-01-12T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:02:59.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just realised christine never talk to me, as in conversation, for a couple of days le. and i never kachiao esther le. hahahs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised that im not a sec one and i wont be able to connect with them no matter how much they talk to me. like chyi fang on msn. they all have phobia of talking to elder people, or perhaps not used to the idea. anyway, it's two years more and i'll be leaving the school le. that is if i dont get retained. they wont talk to me de la. just know that i exist. like they know there's oxygen in the air. i just blend into the crowd of many other insignificant others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im just putting up a brave front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in fact i want you to care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4772827976131685509?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4772827976131685509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4772827976131685509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4772827976131685509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4772827976131685509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-realised-christine-never-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-903099280527069544</id><published>2007-01-12T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:07:51.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!!! so pissed with myself. why cant i do well for maths? i tried my best to understand but i just dont get it! i want to cry la! in fact, i did already.. anyway, i cant stand my dumbness! now i know why im so dumb. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i heard sharon jealous of me calling chyi fang xiao ke ai and swee en darling... sharon ah, dont be jealous kayy? i treat you all equally or maybe, treat you slightly better. but actually not much difference. dont bear grudges kayy? in the upcoming days, i'll be spending lesser and lesser time with you all. if you all want, you all can ask me out la. of course! :) or sms me or talk to me on msn. i'll make time for you all. library quite free de. only tuesday and thursday not free. you all are my BAO BEIS! and that wont change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WO YONG YUAN AI NI MEN! ((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-903099280527069544?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/903099280527069544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=903099280527069544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/903099280527069544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/903099280527069544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/argh-so-pissed-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2424007998879068024</id><published>2007-01-11T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T21:53:15.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chyi fang ah!! you really very very very cute leh! in class talk so little but in msn talk so much! heheh!&lt;br /&gt;today was super tough day for me. had three periods of maths and it was all algebra. i was close to tears la! seriously, i was crying le lor. i cant do my algebra.. i think im super dumb. like really super dumb. and sometimes i think, why am i so dumb when im so clever in primary school.. like from best class to worst class.. im seriously disappointed in myself. and i almost felt like killing myself. until chyi fang, sharon, cheryl and joey cheered me up. that bladder problem person didnt. hahahs. i think i seriously suck in maths. i tried to understand but i think i was too flustered. thats why nothing went in.. i havent completed my homework. shall complete it later while watching prison break. im training myself to do homework. im not much of a homework do-er. i must jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;by the way, JOAN MAK! YOU ARE NOT AS HOT AS BEYONCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2424007998879068024?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2424007998879068024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2424007998879068024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2424007998879068024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2424007998879068024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/chyi-fang-ah-you-really-very-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2349738554557413912</id><published>2007-01-10T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:16:59.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see what chyi fang posted about me:&lt;br /&gt;i feel so at home at st nic lor, senoirs are jie jie junoirs are mei mei. not like cfps the senoirs so guo fen u like din treat them as a senoir they like so wad lor.. me not so bad lor, my junoirs treat wad oso nvm de lor.. XD.... tchers are our ' big bro n sis' LOL... more like auntie uncle... HAHAHA... Okie... NowNow... MY RaWkY counsiller Jodie!!! She rawkz man XD.. she's frm Sec 3 charity, frm st nic primary la.. she so hilarious cute AND lovable... everyday no need come oso come find us. so Gd hor.. XDXDXD.. She rawkx lor... haha... daring oso.. heez... a very feli felli gd counsiller... She's in my blog n on msn... XD HEEZ... rawkz man.. She's like the best counsiller out of my 6 counsillers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chyi fang, my 小可爱！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, sharon made a cheer for me. and it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-O-D-I-E&lt;br /&gt;Jodie! That's who 1U likes!&lt;br /&gt;G-R-E-A-T&lt;br /&gt;Great! That's what she is!&lt;br /&gt;Jodie Jodie!&lt;br /&gt;Great Great!&lt;br /&gt;Jodie is Great!&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4,5&lt;br /&gt;JODIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sharon, my 开心果！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love one unity 07!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you all make my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2349738554557413912?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2349738554557413912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2349738554557413912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2349738554557413912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2349738554557413912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/see-what-chyi-fang-posted-about-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-9102623020087533330</id><published>2007-01-10T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:35:07.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;下过雨的夏天傍晚&lt;br /&gt;我都会期待&lt;br /&gt;唱歌的蝉嘿&lt;br /&gt;把星星都吵醒&lt;br /&gt;月光晒了很凉快&lt;br /&gt;就是这样回忆起来&lt;br /&gt;第一次告白(初次告白)&lt;br /&gt;尴尬的我&lt;br /&gt;看爱装得很哲学&lt;br /&gt;的你其实很可爱&lt;br /&gt;你说活在明天&lt;br /&gt;活在期待&lt;br /&gt;不如活得今天很自在&lt;br /&gt;我说我懂了&lt;br /&gt;会不会太快&lt;br /&gt;未来第一天要展开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在&lt;br /&gt;第一次呼吸畅快&lt;br /&gt;站在地上的脚踝&lt;br /&gt;因为你而有真实感&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在&lt;br /&gt;第一次能飞起来&lt;br /&gt;爱是腾空的魔幻&lt;br /&gt;第一天的纯真色彩&lt;br /&gt;它总是永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你很搞笑你很奇怪&lt;br /&gt;你头发很乱&lt;br /&gt;有的时候你突会为我的事情&lt;br /&gt;变得很勇敢&lt;br /&gt;这么说来很不单纯&lt;br /&gt;你陪我看海&lt;br /&gt;海那么蓝&lt;br /&gt;我又好像&lt;br /&gt;不应该把你想得有点坏&lt;br /&gt;坏的是我发现不知不觉&lt;br /&gt;不见到你不是很习惯&lt;br /&gt;你的眼神里好像也期待&lt;br /&gt;期待不一样的未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在&lt;br /&gt;第一次呼吸畅快&lt;br /&gt;站在地上的脚踝&lt;br /&gt;因为你而有真实感&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在&lt;br /&gt;第一次能飞起来&lt;br /&gt;爱是腾空的魔幻&lt;br /&gt;第一天的纯真色彩&lt;br /&gt;它总是永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蓝色的海(阿信:蓝色的海)&lt;br /&gt;海上的云(飞:海上的云)&lt;br /&gt;云的那端(阿信:云的那端)&lt;br /&gt;不转弯(飞:不转弯)&lt;br /&gt;到未来(阿信:到未来)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说活在明天活在期待&lt;br /&gt;不如活得今天很自在&lt;br /&gt;我说我懂了&lt;br /&gt;会不会太快&lt;br /&gt;未来第一天要展开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在&lt;br /&gt;第一次呼吸畅快&lt;br /&gt;站在地上的脚踝&lt;br /&gt;因为你而有真实感&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在&lt;br /&gt;第一次能飞起来&lt;br /&gt;爱是腾空的魔幻&lt;br /&gt;第一天的纯真色彩&lt;br /&gt;它总是永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;first day first day first day first day first day&lt;br /&gt;today everyday first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's maths test was kind of tough for a maths idiot like me. i was so lame la. popped in one unity at recess and they were having english. cheryl sim was their relief teacher and she's an old girl! green badge de! hahahs. she wasnt fedup with me so it was ok. i sort of got into molly's bad books but i shant bother, not like i like her a lot. then after school, at 2, i went to unity and i walked in without seeing that mr tay was inside. whooops. hahahs. but it's ok. hah. didnt stay back today though, besides for the test. since all of them went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tay is weird. he keeps saying this,"eh jodie. you very good, very good councillor. heheheheh. very good.. the class got a lot of people like you hor.. next time can be head prefect.. heheheheh.. you can be monitor? oh cannot ah. heheh.. nevermind." weirdo lah. i know i very good la but dont have to repeat every single time he see me right? hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and CHRISTINE owes me a post about ME. hahahs! by the way, if one unitians pass by right? if you have blog, please tag so i know and can link. if dont want me to link then tell me in school. if you like that is. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-9102623020087533330?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/9102623020087533330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=9102623020087533330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/9102623020087533330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/9102623020087533330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-first-day-first-day-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4932831709086271160</id><published>2007-01-09T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:38:35.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. i told chyi fang i am going to blog about her and here i am. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chyi fang is this super sweet looking, super flexible girl. and she's quite quiet in school. we only flashed smiles and now she's on msn, talking a lot to me!!! hahahs. i know i very popular la. haha. she very cute la. all of them are actually. chyi fang ah.. i think you will see this. hahahs. you are going to say that im siao. you arh.. act quiet not quiet. anyway, LOVE it when you're not quiet! ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back with them for auditions and when they were waiting for their turn at guides, sharon and i were singing! hahahs! she also want to join css! and it's next month. she can sing leh! though im now wondering if christine can sing.. hahahs. then cheryl was thinking that we were crazy. ahahahs. then i waited for them for infocomm for so so so long..&lt;br /&gt;somehow, they found my blog! wow.. how pro.. and why they so free, come find my blog? hahahs. dont know also.&lt;br /&gt;now left christine online. i changing blogskin le!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4932831709086271160?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4932831709086271160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4932831709086271160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4932831709086271160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4932831709086271160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5512812986574609600</id><published>2007-01-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:21:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously think unity is a super cute class with all the super nice people. though i am the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;after school, the sec ones went to sign up for the auditions and im just so fated to meet... swee en, sharon, christine, cheryl, esther and rebeca! hahahs. rebeca was super lame. came up with her bag to my class.. sharon, christine, cheryl and esther had netball tryouts and this sweet sharon begged me to go see. and so i did. im nice right? they all did a good job though i think none of them got shortlisted. cheer up all of you! and the rest left except for esther who was waiting for her friend, daphne who was shortlisted, and i waited for my sisters. had a really nice chat with esther. she's really cute la. those that you will find as good friends! hahahs. actually the rest also la! but they're already my good friends! except for esther prehaps because i think she finds me irritating. oops.. saddd... but yeah.. i guess i can work on that :)&lt;br /&gt;swee en was super cute. i was telling her that ld people are super irritating and that i disliked 99.999% of them. and she was like, "huh? if i join then you won't like me le is it?" so sweet. and sharon also very cute. she was like saying that she will cling to me and i said that once she made friends, she wont stick to me le. and she was super sweet. "wont one.. i will cling to you still. because you're my friend. the one that i made friends with." so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;you all made my day! ((: love you girls loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5512812986574609600?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5512812986574609600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5512812986574609600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5512812986574609600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5512812986574609600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-seriously-think-unity-is-super-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-3717799234561790706</id><published>2007-01-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:35:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from sec one orientation camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my sec ones!!! but so sorry because i think i made a clique in their class. a group of group friends i mean-- christine, cheryl and esther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made good friends like my darling SWEE EN, SHARON, CHRISTINE, CHERYL AND ESTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEE EN- the one with one cheek "bruised" and always holding one to the 1U sign&lt;br /&gt;SHARON- the one who keep making me imitate sally&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE- the one whose sister is serene seow and didnt want to tell me her name&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL- the one who have that purple specs and nice smile&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER- the small tan girl who was in netball for the sake of growing taller which obviously didnt work, who almost dropped her bob pins into the toilet bowl and plays golf competitively! "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM MY PATHETIC LIFE BABEHH?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. cute people. not to forget chyi fang, yvonne, rebbeca, joan, charyl, wan yi and many others that mostly i forgot your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rena added me on msn but i don't know she is!!! i think i know.. but not sure.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt a lot though i was really tired and aching since we walked a lot and had only 3 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love love all the 1U councillors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLIVIA- MY MENTOR!! sings when there was me and you and picks up her phone with the pouch on. cute mentor!&lt;br /&gt;SALLY- lost her voice and drank a whole bottle of pi pa gao in less than half a day. and our BALIK KAMPUNG!&lt;br /&gt;SI'EN- the one with a sleepy look and her white hair. better than balding right?&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTIE- the one from infocomm and super skinny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though you all dumped us on cca fair, i shall love you all. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SEC ONE UNITY 07!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-N-I-T-Y&lt;br /&gt;1U! THATS WHAT WE ARE&lt;br /&gt;S-O-L-I-D&lt;br /&gt;SOLID! THATS WHAT WE ARE&lt;br /&gt;1U 1U! (clap x3)&lt;br /&gt;SOLID SOLID! (clap x3)&lt;br /&gt;1U SOLID! (clap x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIKALAKAPIYAPIYA!&lt;br /&gt;CHIKALAKAPIYAPIYA!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-3717799234561790706?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/3717799234561790706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=3717799234561790706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3717799234561790706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/3717799234561790706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-from-sec-one-orientation-camp-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4665399269651131011</id><published>2007-01-02T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:27:45.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! im totally freaked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you to be on the cte with me on a rainy day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4665399269651131011?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4665399269651131011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4665399269651131011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4665399269651131011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4665399269651131011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg-im-totally-freaked-out-i-want-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-2717951531701166470</id><published>2007-01-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T12:38:39.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lit, chinese, chemistry and maths.&lt;br /&gt;havent done them yet. all sickening homework. and english book review. im wondering if i'll get scolding if i choose kiss the girls. because it's like a thriller. but it's seriously one of the best books i ever read and i think it's beautifully written. how can it be not beautiful when it's about raping beautiful women? hahahs. im sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for chinese and lit, i havent done them because i seriously dont know how to read them. i dont understand shakespearean language at all and the explanation is crap. and for chinese, the words are vertical and i keep jumping lines. urgh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maths! i hate maths with all my brains in the world though i only have one. but my brain is like the most important thing in me right? maths make me jump off the building. which is why im still alive because i havent touched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for chemistry, i feel like doing but im trying to find my textbook because of the table, :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited about sec one camp! dont know why but i think i'll enjoy it! so looking forward for campfire. hope it doesnt rain because for ours, it rained right after the campfire got lighted. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-2717951531701166470?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/2717951531701166470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=2717951531701166470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2717951531701166470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/2717951531701166470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2007/01/lit-chinese-chemistry-and-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5062294850043290800</id><published>2006-12-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T22:55:12.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all of a sudden, ive been talking to two guys i added in msn, one from maple and one from imvu. the one from imvu is freaky. i mean, imvu is a world thing. it's a worldwide kind of thhing and it's a 0.000000000001% that i will meet someone from singapore because it's a random chat. but i met this guy who is from singapore and has a sister who's coming to st nicks next year. and his sister is in vivian's counselling class. so hyper freaky.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today we went to play badminton. it was super fun because we were laughing like crazy because when we missed the shuttle cock, we will make weird poses. hahahs. then we rented sky high and she's the man and watched at eehui's house. both shows were nice! ((: then we gather at her car porch at a table and lighted candles. super spooky but also romantic and we were acting scandalous. after that, her mum came home and she treated us to dinner at thomson plaza's food court. then we went home. it was supposed to be a sleepover but we cant. sobs* because of me. i couldnt sleep over so they didnt. sorry girls! let's say LOVE LOVE BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这时候最能让我想起你&lt;br /&gt;多希望你在这里&lt;br /&gt;你总是愿意把你的手心借给我握紧&lt;br /&gt;该往哪里&lt;br /&gt;我总是依赖着你&lt;br /&gt;你是我的方向感&lt;br /&gt;我可以确定你会带着我朝对的方向前进&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;你能让烦恼变得渺小&lt;br /&gt;我遇见一个最懂我的人&lt;br /&gt;我会提醒自己把这份爱收好&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;只要牵着你的手就知道&lt;br /&gt;我不是一个人在这世界停靠&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有你在我心里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;有你真好&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;因为有你我看见世界的美丽&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;只要牵着你的手就知道(我就知道)&lt;br /&gt;我早已经没有任何缺少&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有你在我心里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5062294850043290800?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5062294850043290800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5062294850043290800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5062294850043290800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5062294850043290800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-of-sudden-ive-been-talking-to-two.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4380004696853426356</id><published>2006-12-18T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:55:53.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was early christmas gathering at eehui's house and it was super fun! although we only had a long chat about practically everything and a few games. i enjoyed playing cheat! haha. we were all so unwilling to leave but we had to... super meeting tomorrow. the gathering was supposed to be a sleepover. :(( anyway i had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE VIVIAN, EEHUI, SI'EN, TANCHENG AND YINMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4380004696853426356?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4380004696853426356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4380004696853426356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4380004696853426356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4380004696853426356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-was-early-christmas-gathering-at.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-8458139391323018687</id><published>2006-12-13T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:46:11.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My teacher once said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i talk lots of crap and should control myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never in my life have I regretted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the people ive met :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The one person who can drive me nuts, but then can always make me smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself, i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i really go crazy and talk hyper loudly or stammer a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last time I laughed was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;just. when phoebe said, " last night you know i dreamt of kenny lin wen... (hesitated) sorry confused. is kenny lin dao wen, not kenny lin wen wei!" hahahhahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spelt with four letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does not stink like those who have xiang gang jiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Christmas i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had a party at my house! like this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I turn my head left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see the altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I turn my head right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see kenny, shiyu and anson singing sarang haeyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I look down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i see this bruise on my thigh which i dont know how it came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The craziest recent event&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOHA 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By this time next year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be slacking just as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a hard time understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;why algebra is useful when i think it's useless! and i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One time at a family gathering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my sisters performed in front of everybody and singing out of tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I like-like you if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you confess first. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I won an award, the first person I'll thank is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody. im not going to drone on like others. i'll say, "thank you everybody!" and walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triangles are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shapes with three sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My ideal breakfast is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when someone sweet feed me! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you make me really happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be prepared for the noise i'll cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where do you plan to visit anytime soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;heaven and hell. so that i can tell god which i prefer and he can send me there anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boys are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cute if they wear glasses and if they are tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd stop my wedding if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy tell me last minute that he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world could do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without me because i dont make a huge impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;being dragged onto stage to do a formal speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most recent thing you've bought yourself &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeydew ice blended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most recent thing someone else bought you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My least favourite time of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6am to 9am! no tv shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last time I was high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last person I talked to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my sisters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;threaten to kill my sisters everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night I went&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downstairs to eat dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's this girl I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who likes this certain guy from NC. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll tell the next person who makes me really happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i love him/her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm listening to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;fann wong saying something about in nu huang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I last ate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My bedsheet is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;printed with giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my maid frying onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my table&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which doent exist, are non-existing books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My full name is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;printed on my birth cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can tell how bored i am?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-8458139391323018687?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/8458139391323018687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=8458139391323018687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8458139391323018687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/8458139391323018687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-teacher-once-said-that-i-talk-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-4459522451434582283</id><published>2006-12-11T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:57:38.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot shoutouts for a few of the most important people whom i met during my learning journey and im really sorry to all of you. i regret all my actions and all the hurtful words i ever said, im truly sorry. i hope to gain your forgiveness and understanding. i doubt you will see these. just treat it as im talking to myself. i know these are late by a year but i didnt have the courage in the past although nobody ever sees my blog. but perhaps one day, one of you might feel like popping into my blog and perhaps see these.yeah. but i shall cross my fingers that all of you will never ever see these as i still dont dare to face you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;shoutouts to ex-RAINBOWERS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhuwei: i really thank you for all that you've done and thank you so much for putting up with me and understanding me. so sorry that i made you cry! i really am! :( but we're still friends! and i'll continue to see you at library! &lt;3 you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shujie: my gosh! you taught me so many things and i really had fun going out with you in the past! and we had so much fun talking and thanks for standing by my side those months when i needed help. thanks! i love you so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sermin: i wasnt angry with you giving out my cookies! i was just faking! but i dont think you ever knew that! but i appreciate your sorry note! and you are really nice and you helped all of us manage our emotions better, although sometimes they didnt work but thanks anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claudice: im so sorry i wasnt able to help you in any way when you were in your darkest times! i only add oil to the fire.. so sorry. but we had fun causing so much noise and laughing at each others weird stints. so sorry that i neglected you most of the time.. sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meizhen: we werent very close but im sorry if i gave you the thought that im stealing your best friend. your best friend will always be your best friend and i will never be able to take her away from you. no matter how much i like her, no matter how nice i am to her, i will never be as close to her as both of you are. i hope you get the point. your bestie is a really great friend and you have to appreciate her and not take her for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingli: im really sorry that i kept daoing you on and off. i had my own personal reasons that i cannot explain on my blog since it's open to the world. i just felt like i should let both of you stay in the picture and not stick my head in. hahs. i almost broke down at that period of time and i knew i had to make a decision. i know my decision might seem wrong to you. but i cant turn the clock back and make the decision all over again. i treasure you as a friend and the times we had together, i will always remember. love you loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make these shoutouts, i pried open my heart and took out 3/4 of the contents. 1/2 is for my friendships, the other my family. the other 1/4 of my friendships will be kept till someone ask about it. which i hope they wont. the wounds havent healed fully yet. so i shall cross my fingers once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-4459522451434582283?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/4459522451434582283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=4459522451434582283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4459522451434582283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/4459522451434582283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-forgot-shoutouts-for-few-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1466332555140116642</id><published>2006-12-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:54:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. im set on doing my homework. but why am i still using the computer? hahahs. dont care. anyway, to me, school isnt everything. so im not going to care about what the teachers are going to say about me. nnot my fault that my teachers dont give me any motivation to work hard right? nothing much done during the holidays. have to go back to scholl on the 14th, 19th, 21st and 22nd. vivian planning a beach outing but i think nothing's going to be done as usual. no offence. just that it is really tough to plan since all of us are so busy.&lt;br /&gt;been watch DOHA 2006 everyday and i think it's hyper cool! last night was mainly bowling and seriously remy ong was good! i think he's cute when in action but when he's not.. yuck... hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;air bud is so nice! i like the dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1466332555140116642?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1466332555140116642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1466332555140116642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1466332555140116642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6551310236276272439?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6551310236276272439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6551310236276272439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6551310236276272439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6551310236276272439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/chinese-book-which-we-are-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5278874029203124559</id><published>2006-12-09T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T15:43:47.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;我一个人住&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你有独处的时候我就是孤独&lt;br /&gt;你在微笑的时候我就是幸福&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的我的温柔你怎么记得住&lt;br /&gt;我从来没有在你面前哭&lt;br /&gt;你去流浪的时候我也被放逐&lt;br /&gt;你想说谎的时候我变成赌注&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的我的温柔你怎么记得住&lt;br /&gt;在你身边我像影子一样模糊&lt;br /&gt;在你的世界里我一个人住&lt;br /&gt;你认为甜蜜我觉得痛苦&lt;br /&gt;你曾说过爱情应该是无条件地付出&lt;br /&gt;到最后还是我一个人住&lt;br /&gt;跟你的脚步我迷了路&lt;br /&gt;我很难对自己交待清楚&lt;br /&gt;因为我在乎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! that sheila out le! hah！im so evil but still, her singing sucks. next year have campus superstar! yay! and chew sin huey have her album out and everybody's debating over her mtv which shows her in an unbuttoned school uniform showing her black bar. like who cares la? better than wearing bikini or just covering their vital parts right? hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;easy to fall in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;difficult to break out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5278874029203124559?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5278874029203124559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5278874029203124559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5278874029203124559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5278874029203124559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/yay-that-sheila-out-le-hahim-so-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5866720559446450583</id><published>2006-12-08T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:05:49.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed skin again! thought the wentworth miller one was kind of weird for me because im usually not very interested in putting males as my blogskin. hahahs. nothing much happened except for the daily fights i have with my sisters. she's still not scared of me. fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you give me 100% of your strength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll make sure you get double or even triple of what you gave me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5866720559446450583?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5866720559446450583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5866720559446450583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5866720559446450583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5866720559446450583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/changed-skin-again-thought-wentworth.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-6740506962154326073</id><published>2006-12-05T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:22:40.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;退后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天空灰的像哭过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;离开你以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;并没有更自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;酸酸的空气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;守住我们的距离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一幕醉心的结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;像呼吸般无法停息&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;抽屉泛黄的日记&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;找到了回忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那笑容是傻气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你我的过去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;被深深真的忘记&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;缺氧过后的爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;存心的眼泪是多余&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我知道你我都没有错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只是忘了怎么退后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;信誓旦旦给的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;全被时间扑了空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我知道我们都没有错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只是放手比较好过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;最美的爱情回忆里带去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这几天，呆在家里闲着吃饱没事做。原来假期是这么得无聊。我是过做功课，但是一看到功课，就想跳楼。我这样的过日子，感觉好像是一个人自己过。眼看天空就快塌了。。。 她终于看到他了， 我已经有超过40天没看到他了，已经对他没兴趣了。我妹妹现在打算靠玩goldstar去参加competitive!好刺激！这样子，她可以参加比赛，我也可以看到她了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-6740506962154326073?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/6740506962154326073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=6740506962154326073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6740506962154326073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/6740506962154326073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/12/40goldstarcompetitive.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-488232745141068155</id><published>2006-11-30T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:49:48.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天边-张韶涵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小时候想长大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;逃离不懂我的家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;要翅膀自己闯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不让谁决定方向&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;长大后裹着伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;走过幸福身旁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;才了解自由也是流浪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;想寻找绿洲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我横越沙漠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;眼前的风中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是成真的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;还是海市蜃楼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天边有一座城堡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不放弃拼命的找&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;总算找到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;忘记了失去多少&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我的眼里阳光在跳跃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天边有一片青草&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不肯被积雪压倒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;努力长高&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;成熟不是心变老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是泪在打转还能微笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱情复兴-容祖儿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;华丽的巴洛克圆舞曲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;卡夫卡朗诵着诗句&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;时空互相交错的场景&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;中古世纪的爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我像关在被咀咒的古堡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我像闯进马车经过的巷道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我像听见修道院的祷告&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;逆流时间的路找不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;找不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱听说能穿越几世纪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;痛苦过幸福过会重映&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们附身彼此记忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;才这样纠缠到无止尽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;传说爱能飞几千里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;降落到今生的拥抱里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果摆脱不了宿命&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就任它写错剧情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;等待着被救赎的哭泣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;连上帝都只能默许&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们相遇惊动了天地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;横扫乱世的爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我像看到木偶有泪在掉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我像听见街头艺人的讪笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我像俘虏卫兵挡在地窖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;逆流时间的路找不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;找不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们都别再做个逃兵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;等待再一次爱情复兴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;让秒针暂停从轮回中睡醒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱个彻底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱是一出唱不完的歌剧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-488232745141068155?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/488232745141068155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=488232745141068155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/488232745141068155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/488232745141068155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1862799604546537403</id><published>2006-11-30T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:40:02.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from bangkok and alive and kicking. havent blogged for ages although ive been using the computer practically everyday. yepp. bangkok was a total shopping paradise. cheap, cheaper and cheapest. i bought loads of stuff! i love chatuchak but my feet couldnt take it. my auntie went a bit weird and bought stuff for her imaginary home which still doesnt exist. we spent most of our time in mbk centre though since our hotel is connected to the shopping centre. we stayed up quite late every night due to some crazy and long performance by my sisters. but it was fun i admit. shopping till we drop that kind of thing. and we went to the new siam ocean world. its so nice! and we were able to see the sharks up close as there was this glass bottom boat ride and we could see the sharks right below. cool. siam paragon was huge and the jungle/water feature at the entrance super cool. but we spent the whole time there buying lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;we had free breakfast buffet everyday in the hotel and there was this botak guy who looked like wentworth miller! and i told my mum and she thought it was his father who was obviously fat and ugly and not like wentworth miller. and we shared the lift once and it was kind of crowded and my auntie was pretending that it was so crowded and took advantage of him. then we came out and my auntie suggested these:&lt;br /&gt;1) wahh.. so muscular, let me hug you.&lt;br /&gt;2) your chest very hard arh. let me touch.&lt;br /&gt;3) your lips very nice. let me kiss.&lt;br /&gt;4) your butt very tight. let me touch.&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot more but i cant recall. my sisters went wild wild wet yesterday and i didnt go because i just thought it was too late to go. imagine reaching at 5 plus. where got time to play.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, changed my blogskin and loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1862799604546537403?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1862799604546537403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1862799604546537403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1862799604546537403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1862799604546537403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-bangkok-and-alive-and-kicking.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-5303039570923333107</id><published>2006-11-24T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:21:41.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I thought wasn't mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the light &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wasn't one of a kind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A precious pearl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I wanted to cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't cause I Wasn't allowed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai for everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai, I know I let you down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai till the end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never needed a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I do now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I thought wasn't all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So innocent &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was a delicate doll Of porcelain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I wanted to call you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And ask you for help I stopped myself &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai for everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai, I know I let you down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai till the end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never needed a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I do now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I thought was a dream &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mirage &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was as real as it seemed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A privilege &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I wanted to tell you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I made a mistake I walked away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai, for everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai, Gomenasai, Gomenasai, I never needed a friend, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I do now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai, I let you down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gomenasai, Gomenasai, Gomenasai till the end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never needed a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I do now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEOPLE! :)) DONT MISS ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually i hope you do, but i shall not be so thick skinned like some certain people to ask for you to miss me. im so nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-5303039570923333107?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/5303039570923333107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=5303039570923333107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5303039570923333107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/5303039570923333107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/gomenasai-what-i-thought-wasnt-mine-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1073324353147639629</id><published>2006-11-20T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:54:43.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;熟能生巧-林俊杰&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;醒着像睡着躺着像思考&lt;br /&gt;晨昏颠倒&lt;br /&gt;敢情太单调竟然是烦恼&lt;br /&gt;如何是好&lt;br /&gt;也许来阵风雨花谢满地&lt;br /&gt;黯然神伤的困扰&lt;br /&gt;可以刺激那颗&lt;br /&gt;浑浑噩噩失去了烈火&lt;br /&gt;激情的大脑吹风就感冒&lt;br /&gt;淋雨就发烧有爱就好&lt;br /&gt;我不再逃空虚日子&lt;br /&gt;这一路都在熬&lt;br /&gt;也许爱情就是熟能生巧&lt;br /&gt;你绝对想不到我多渴望&lt;br /&gt;让生活染上一些颜料&lt;br /&gt;是红橙黄或蓝靛紫都好&lt;br /&gt;一圈一圈的围绕&lt;br /&gt;终于能自在的坦承说爱你&lt;br /&gt;火一点就燃烧&lt;br /&gt;怎么刺激那颗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is super nice! i love ikea! viv and i took bus all the way to ikea and looked for christmas stuff. super cool! i love ikea. it's so colourful and bright that viv and i were having so much fun. but the fun part was the... stealing of pencils. actually not steal la. but taking. we thought it was kind of malu. so we were acting stealthily. we saw a station with pencils then we pretanded to be looking at something next to it then we'll open the top and grab a handful. if not just take about three pencils from the bottom where we are supposed to take from. and we dumped it into our bags. and this caused my new esprit bag to get dirty! but it's inside so it's okay. viv managed to get 64 pencils and the high-eq and iq me got 105! yoohoo! we're going to get more the next time and our presents! we went queensway after that to look for my father's shoes but they dont have it. so we ended up going gaga over super nice shoes and bags. they have super nice earrings and other accessories at super low prices. a pair of earrings for ninety cents and bracelet for $1.90. so cheap la. we're going to go there another time! yay! then we went northpoint to see if they have my father's shoes there but to no avail. i bought shampoo and sunflower seeds. and watched viv played dance revloution. super dumb machine cant feel her huge weight. hahahs. then i went home by mrt and there was this guy reading newspapers standing beside me and i was trying to see. i almost fell and i wanted to grab his hair. hahahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1073324353147639629?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1073324353147639629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1073324353147639629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1073324353147639629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1073324353147639629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-song-is-super-nice-i-love-ikea-viv.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1603258344857481652</id><published>2006-11-19T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T18:15:30.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised that everybody's doing shoutouts thus i shall too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUTOUTS 2006 :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to eehui and vivian:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my closest and bestest friends throughout the year and staying with me, overcoming all the milestones of this year. i really treasure and appreciate you two! hope we'll be in the same class next year and create lots of weird noises together. together always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to si'en and tancheng:&lt;br /&gt;thank you si'en for all the gossip topics you've given us. although tancheng and i were your scapegoats, we really had fun. and tancheng, my darling! love you so much! so sad you not crazy over her le. if not i'll give you her number. hahahs! love you two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to deniseyeoh and yinmin:&lt;br /&gt;you two mad donkeys really brighten up my day! denise, jay chou is not shuai although his songs are nice and remember to go lalalala when singing! yinmin, you pervert! i had fun chatting with you about &lt;em&gt;some certain stuff &lt;/em&gt;and i really had fun with the confession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to thalia:&lt;br /&gt;i love you my darling! muacks! known you for so many years that i seriously love you so! see, im so devoted to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sancia and xishi:&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed staring at &lt;em&gt;some certain people &lt;/em&gt;with you two! had so much fun! we shall do it again some other time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to josephina and lianna:&lt;br /&gt;you two are so nice! thanks josephina for drawing, or scribbling, on so many pages of my notebook and trying to teach me, this hopeless person, in maths! lianna, i had fun squabbling with you! you're weird at times though. i had fun laughing at both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lijie's clique:&lt;br /&gt;although you weren't very nice to me in the middle of the year, i still think you people are really fun to be with! hope to be friends still！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the monitors and junior prefects:&lt;br /&gt;i know i am very overbearing at most times, thank you for making this year a memorable year with all the disputes with certain people. i will continue to try to understand why you are so irritating and unbearable and why you love attention so much. i'll try to understand and hope to make others understand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that person in our class:&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry that i treated you so badly, ignoring you when you talk to me. but you can be really freaky at times, and i dont usually understand what you are saying at most times. so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the teachers:&lt;br /&gt;sorry that ive been so noisy throughout the whole year but i really cannot control it. and sorry for making you repeat topics again and again. but i really dont get what you are saying! sorry for causing so much inconvenience！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to 陈老师：&lt;br /&gt;陈老师，我知道你对我有些不满，但是我会像你所说的，尽量改变自己，学会怎么控制自己。在下来的人生道路，做个更出色的人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1603258344857481652?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1603258344857481652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1603258344857481652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1603258344857481652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1603258344857481652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-realised-that-everybodys-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-1484179148924758840</id><published>2006-11-17T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T19:40:13.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dorcas is super cute! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the investiture. super cooooool. anyway, we had fun. the prize presentation was boring. so was the farewell. parents pissed with me because i went j8. what's their problem?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-1484179148924758840?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/1484179148924758840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=1484179148924758840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1484179148924758840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/1484179148924758840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/dorcas-is-super-cute-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-116337627035224910</id><published>2006-11-13T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T08:04:30.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blogged in a few days. anyway, i started a new account for maple! because the previous one which i painstakingly trained, since i can only play for two hours a day, till level 19 was unpure as i stupidly added the wrong abilty points. sad. but now my new account is only level 14. but nevermind. shall train hard! :)&lt;br /&gt;i pissed my dad off yesterday. we were going swimming and my uncle brought us there. it was raining heavily with all the lightning and thunder. so we waited. all of us wanted to go home except for one freaking actress, megan. act guai la. say that she want to go for swimming. then we ended up going in at four plus when the lesson started at four. and we pai kias decided not to go for lesson and play! hahahs. and my father gave me a freaking lecture. but do i look like i care? no. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i got into C1b! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-116337627035224910?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/116337627035224910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=116337627035224910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/116337627035224910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35774684/posts/default/116337627035224910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/2006/11/havent-blogged-in-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>J.yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35774684.post-116306669419859678</id><published>2006-11-09T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:21:31.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? &lt;em&gt;i saw her!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had remedial in the morning from 9 and yay! it's the last lesson! but i still have to go to school tomorrow though for spring cleaning. wrong. fall/winter cleaning. after remedial, sancia, xishi and i went to the canteen. first, we saw the man and xishi's dahling. i was feeling kind of left out until when sancia sat down and i turned to my left and i saw her! yoohooo! anyway, i sat in this direction that when i turned right, she'll be there. and it wont seem weird if i seem to be looking at the sky and so. and i started talking a lot to sancia and xishi! and i was like asking sancia why winnie the pooh is called winnie the pooh when it is just a bear and pooh means bear. and why isnt tweety called tweety the bird and why sylvester is not called sylvester the cat and the man turned around. and then i saw mrs gurung coming down the steps and i got reminded about the sex education. and i was asking xishi if anybody will talk to her about sex issues. i started doing this weird thing super loudly going, "xishi, i have something to tell you. &lt;strong&gt;im pregnant.&lt;/strong&gt;" super hilarious and everybody turned behind to look and me which included xishi's and sancia's. super funny. then we started talking about cca. and sancia was saying that she will join badminton and xishi in interact. i was telling sancia that i cannot join swimming as i seriously cant swim fast. and do i look like swimmer material. &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed till they left which means we stayed for one and a half hour. we were so hyper and we were like hyperventilating, not in actual fact though since hyperventilating is not a good thing as ive learnt from eehui's first aid manual.&lt;br /&gt;eehui's gone! to bangkok and pattaya. i asked her to buy stuff and she said i was going bangkok later. i know but your stuff is free right? anyway, she suggested getting back straw hats and i said i didnt mind if it were nice ones. hahah. then we'll look like kampong people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35774684-116306669419859678?l=tingeofzest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingeofzest.blogspot.com/feeds/116306669419859678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35774684&amp;postID=116306669419859678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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